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A week from tomorrow, at last.

The longest worm finally turns.

Formerly Sullivan's Saloon

now Michael Ryan's cafe office at the hospital.

Michael Ryan himself speaking.

Who? Ah, Dr. R.D. Harding.

Why didn't you say so in the first place?

I'll be over before you can say Jack Robinson.

Clancy, come in here.

I gotta run over to the hospital on important business.

That's mine, Vernon.

It's just the right size for a honeymoon.

Take it down, please.

'Dr. R.D. Harding, report at once to the fourth floor.'

'Dr. R.D. Harding..'

Uh, you'll have to excuse me, Ms. Byrd.

- Get the trunk down first. - I, uh, I, I can't.

I, I feel a little sick.

I think I'll go home and see a doctor.

Go home?

Why, this is a hospital. It's full of doctors.

Yeah, I know, but, uh

this doctor at my house owes me a little money

so I think I'll just let him work it out.

Take down that trunk!

You know, Mary, at your wedding

I'm going to forget that I'm the superintendent of nurses

and take one drink

and I'll need all the next day to get rid of my hangover.

Uh, after one drink, an all-day hangover.

I wish I could buy that kind of whiskey.

Whoa, oh, oh. Oh, oh.

Oh, for heaven's sake, what are you doing?

Oh, I always get down that way when I'm in a hurry.

Uh, bye.

- What's the matter with him? - Well, there's something wrong.

What's come over everybody lately? You, too, Mary.

Well, Molly, ever since we actually set the date

I find myself wondering

if marrying Jimmy is the right thing to do.

Oh, don't be silly.

You run along now and get into your street clothes

or you'll miss your own wedding rehearsal.

Everybody expects such great things of him, um..

It would be terrible if getting married

could handicap his career.

Well, marriage helps a man's career.

And what's more

Jimmy Kildare's meant for you and you for him.

Why, I'm surprised at you, Mary, it's the man that's supposed

to get panicky just before the wedding.

That's why they throw stag parties the night before

so as to sort of float him into matrimony.

Yeah.

Well, Jimmy and I can't call it off.

We're only the bride and groom.

The important figure at this wedding

is the man who's going to give the bride away.

Yeah.

My hat.

Walter, you're not only the head of this hospital

but you're also just about the snappiest dresser I know.

How do I look?

Leonard, I guess the best word

that describes you is, um, is different.

My chair. Come on.

Parker, you like this outfit, don't you?

You're actually going to wear that masquerade outfit

to give the bride away?

Ms. Parker, I paid $125 for this outfit.

- When? - Oh, a while ago.

What's the date inside the coat?

1899.

Conover, you like this, don't you?

I got a cousin who's got outfit exactly like that

and he's a very high-class undertaker.

Hello? Dr. R.D. Harding?

But this is Dr. Gillespie's office.

- Harding? Dr. Harding? - It was a mistake.

- Wrong office. - Hm.

'Hey, where are you going?'

I've got to see a man.

'Harding? Harding?'

- 'That's odd.' - What's odd about it?

Dr. Harding, I heard his name on the loudspeaker

as I came down the hall, and only yesterday

my secretary had a message about Dr. Harding

and she disappeared for an hour.

Say, what's going on in this hospital?

Well, why don't you call Dr. Harding in and find out?

Well, that's just the point, there's isn't any Dr. Harding

'connected to the hospital.'

- 'Conover!' - Yes, sir?

Do you know anything about this mysterious Dr. Harding?

Who, me?

Oh, look at that picture of innocence.

Get out of here.

Uh, Leonard, I know it's after hours

but, uh, I came here to ask you a favor.

I knew that the minute you came in.

There's a patient outside, a, a Mrs. Worth.

Oh, yes, yes, I remember.

You sent her to me and I turned her over to Kildare.

Yes, Kildare sent me this note.

"If you want to tell Mrs. Worth the truth

"her case is hopeless.

She'll never be able to have a child. Kildare."

- Have you told her yet? - No.

She says that Kildare didn't even give her

a complete checkup, and so--

Now, wait, wait, wait a minute now. Wait a minute.

I'm familiar with that case.

Will you let me talk to her as the situation warrants?

Certainly. I'll bring her in.

'Oh, hold on, hold on now!'

Uh, she'll have to wait till Kildare gets back.

- She's his patient, you know? - Yes, of course.

Oh, that'll give you time to change.

Uh, ah..

Well, go ahead, laugh if you want to.

You may not know it, but this is the correct attire

for a well-dressed gentleman.

Thanks for telling me.

Well, I wanted to see how I looked

in my wedding clothes, too.

Very beautiful, Jimmy.

As a matter of fact, we're both beautiful.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, to be sure, to be sure.

Oh, uh, I hate to be a killjoy, Jimmy

but Dr. Carew's got

your Mrs. Worth out there waiting for you.

- Uh-oh. - Conover!

Conover!

Alright, you may sit up now.

Thank you.

Well, Mrs. Worth, we've now examined you

with practically every instrument

known to medical science

except, perhaps, a shoehorn.

Dr. Gillespie, you understand that, uh, Mrs. Worth was warned

five years ago by a physician about the use of alcohol.

Oh, yes, and I haven't had too much to drink since then.

You mean you never have enough to make you drunk.

Not once.

Never drunk, you just drink enough everyday

to keep your brain and your body

steeped in poison

'so that year after year'

it's been eating away at your muscles

your nerves and your reflexes

until now, at last

when you really want to have a child

it's impossible.

No.

But this is too cruel.

It's too dreadful.

I'll stop drinking. I promise you.

I shall never take another drink again as long as I live.

Mrs. Worth, you had your warning

five years ago, and now it's too late.

That's what I told Dr. Carew this morning.

- But-- - I'm sorry.

Parker.

Parker, let Mrs. Worth lie down for a few minutes.

A man can only destroy his own life.

A woman can destroy the God-given generation

that might make her life complete.

Oh, I'm sorry.

And I think you're going to be sorrier.

I've just been looking for you.

Do you know any Dr. Harding in this institution?

Harding? No. As a matter of fact--

No, of course, you don't

because there isn't any Dr. Harding here.

I know that.

His name is being used as a secret signal.

Signal? For what?

For some mysterious meetings

that are being held in this hospital.

- Who? What about? - Well, orderlies, nurses.

Everybody. And nobody will admit they know anything about it.

Hm, it's very simple.

You find out what it is and report to me.

Sure.

- 'Who is it?' - It's me, Leo Cobb.

Hey, you, Leo Cobb, why haven't you been to our meetings?

I had a couple of days off and I went to the--

Oh, we don't wanna hear your life history. Tell him, Mike.

We're collecting money to give Dr. Kildare a wedding present.

- Well, what's so secret about-- - Shh!

Hospital regulations, paragraph 127.

"No soliciting or collecting of funds

for any purpose whatsoever."

Give me two dollars.

Honestly, I'd love to

but I'm a little short this week.

Alright, then I'll lend you two dollars

and if you don't pay it back to me by Saturday

I can take it out of your hide.

- Alright. - Now give it back to me, give.

Sally, put him down for two dollars.

Gee, that makes $54 altogether.

We ought to get a pretty nice present for that.

And now we've got to make up our minds.

This is the fourth meeting we've had

and we haven't been able to agree on a present to give him

so please, everybody be a little bit agreeable.

I got an idea.

A beautiful coffee table

with a glass top and fancy legs.

- 'No.' - 'No.'

Well, here we are, back to where we were three meetings ago.

Now, how about that beautiful, red overstuffed divan

with a chair to match--

Oh, alright, then somebody else make a suggestion.

- I'm through! - Hey, I got it.

How about an encyclopedia in 15 volumes?

- No! - Oh, no, no.

Uh, we'll never have the present ready.

They'll have to postpone the wedding.

All through for the day, Parker?

I suppose I can go on in.

There's still one patient left inside.

Does it look like a long session?

Jimmy and I have a train to catch.

I can't tell. The patient's Dr. Lockberg.

Dr. Lockberg, the cancer specialist?

What's the matter with him?

He's been here four times this month.

I guess Dr. Gillespie hasn't found out yet.

Dr. Gillespie, will you be quiet?

I'll have you know right now that I'm the doctor

and you're only the patient.

Hey, Lockberg, what do you know about cancer, anyway?

You've given me four examinations

in the last three weeks

and you haven't told me a doggone thing.

Well, I'm not going to tell you anything either till I'm ready.

'When's that gonna be?'

Oh, about five weeks.

Five weeks? Go on home, I'll doctor myself.

Oh, no. We made a deal.

You're leaving next Monday

for a month's stay in my sanitarium.

I wouldn't go to your place if it was next to a nudist camp.

Now, just a minute. I'm in on this deal, too.

I put off my wedding until the first

because you promised to go to Lockberg's while I was on my honeymoon.

Oh, alright now.

There's no necessity for raising your voice.

Alright, Lockberg, I'll go to your place

the day after the wedding.

You know, Jimmy, my word's as good as my bond.

Yes, and I believe you so implicitly

that I'm going to take you down to the train myself.

- Alright. Goodbye! Quick. - Goodbye, Leonard.

- Come on, Jimmy. - Yeah.

Hm.

Excuse me for busting in on you like this, Dr. Gillespie

but Jimmy and I are supposed to catch a train

for Dartford, Connecticut, in just 20 minutes.

- Train? - Didn't you tell him?

- I forgot all about it. - What are you waiting for?

Go on, change your clothes again.

Hey, I hope you remember the wedding.

It's next Sunday, noon sharp.

How do you like that?

He's supposed to take me to his mother's

for a wedding rehearsal and he forgets all about it.

Well, you're going to marry a doctor, Mary.

This is just the beginning.

But you're pretty happy, aren't you?

Dr. Gillespie, I'll be through here Wednesday

and next Sunday we'll be married.

In between you'll be pretty busy so I want to thank you now for everything.

Mary, you deserve everything even Jimmy.

He's my hope for the future. He can be a great doctor.

He's my future, too.

There's just one thing to remember, Mary

a doctor's a doctor for 24 hours a day.

The rest of the time he can be a husband.

I realize that.

Hm, I wonder if you do realize it.

I wonder if you realize

a doctor swears away all his rights

as a human being.

He doesn't belong to himself or to his wife

he just belongs to medicine.

Ah! Come on, Mary. Goodbye, Dr. Gillespie.

See you first thing Monday morning.

Oh, be sure to phone if you want me.

Why should I want you?

Go on, get out of here, both of you.

Uh, g-give my best regards to your mother and father.

- I will, thanks. So long. - So long.

Next patient!

Now, why are you standing there goggling at me for?

Why don't you send in the next patient?

There aren't any patients.

I sent them home.

You did what?

You ought to take the evening off.

Naturally, anybody would be upset

when a young man that close to them gets married.

Well, perhaps you're right.

I think I'll go to my room.

Thank you, Parker.

- Going down? - Excuse me, please.

Uh..

Hey, you don't have to marry me if you don't want to.

Jimmy, it'll be too late to back out once we get to Dartford.

- Are you crazy? - No.

I just heard that all men weaken before the wedding.

Oh. Well, not this man.

I'm so much in love with you

I don't know what I ever thought about before I met you.

'Going down?'

So..

...let's have no more of that, Hortense.

We're engaged, we've been engaged for seven years

and we're going to stay engaged.

Alright, Edgar, but if you really want to marry me

it's time you did something about your wife.

Well, she just won't give me a divorce.

But what about Junior?

He's six years old now

and the neighbors are beginning to talk.

Hm, it's no use, I've beat her up 50 times

she just won't leave me.

'Watch your step, please.'

There's one sure way of getting rid of her.

- What's that? - You're a doctor, aren't you?

Oh, no, no, no, Hortense. That's horrible.

I, I wouldn't dare.

- It's being done every day. - No, I couldn't.

You see, it's too awful. I'm afraid.

A few harmless-looking pills in her coffee.

- Who'd ever know? - I'd know. You'd know.

Her ghost would come between us as long as we lived.

Oh, give me the pills. I'll do it, coward.

Okay, I'll do it.

You'll do it tonight?

- Yes, tonight. - 'Main floor.'

You two certainly had me fooled for a minute.

Well..

A message for you, Dr. Kildare.

Oh, excuse me, honey.

Oh, now don't tell me we can't even go

to our own wedding rehearsal.

No, no. Just some papers I forgot to sign. Here.

You just sit down for one second and be quiet.

I'll be right back.

Come in.

Oh, just a moment, Kildare, please.

A little more light for this exposure, please.

Okay.

Ready?

I'll show you the negative in 11 minutes, sir.

Kildare, obviously

Dr. Gillespie doesn't intend to come with me

to the sanitarium.

Oh, I'll have something to say about that.

I don't mean to hit him over the head with a bottle

but I think he'll go with you on Monday.

Good.

Exactly what do you know of his condition?

I need to have him in my own hands for a full month.

Well, uh, what's the worst we can expect?

That he may not be with us for very long.

Well, uh

what's the best we can expect?

Well, I'll let you know that at the end of the month.

Well, doctor, I believe that Leonard Gillespie has a great affection for me.

I've never taken advantage of that affection

but in this, I believe I'm justified in doing so.

I can promise you that Dr. Gillespie

will be with you for the month you need.

Oh, thanks very much. That's just what I wanted to hear.

Fine.

- Psst, psst. - Psst, psst.

Come on in. Quiet, everybody, go on in the laboratory.

And for goodness sake, decide on something.

So let's give him a pair of lovebirds in a hand-painted cage.

- Oh, no! - Shh!

Hey, why are we meeting here?

Because we've nearly been caught

in every other place in the building.

Gillespie told me if he found me doing anything

he'd say I had measles and have me quarantined.

Don't worry, Dr. Gillespie's in his bedroom for the night.

I'll be in just as soon as I lock up.

What's the matter with you?

Not a thing. You came in so suddenly.

Well, what you need's a good nerve tonic.

Take all the vitamins, A, B, C, D up to, uh..

- Uh, where's Dr. Gillespie? - He's gone to bed.

Well, he can't be asleep. I'm going in there.

- I wouldn't go in, Ms. Byrd. - Why not?

Well, he's not himself tonight.

Well, that'll be a welcome relief. What happened?

When I sent all the patients home, all he said was

"Thank you, Parker," as meek as Moses.

Oh, that's bad.

Ordinarily, he'd have cut your throat.

I expected him to. I'm worried, Ms. Byrd.

All the more reason for me to see him.

He left very definite orders not to be disturbed.

Well, that settles it.

Parker, get me an evening paper.

I'll find something to take his mind off Kildare.

Yes, Ms. Byrd.

Well, what are you waiting for?

- Scat! - Yes.

Happy New Year!

You know perfectly well it isn't New Year's.

Yes, but you don't.

I've just been going through this trunk here.

I don't know why people want to save junk like that.

Say, are you here for any particular reason

or are you just going around the hospital

frightening people?

No business, personal.

I knew Jimmy Kildare wouldn't be here--

Ah, now I get you.

I'm just a poor, lonely, deserted old man

who needs comforting.

I didn't say that.

I just came here to suggest

now that Jimmy's time off belongs to Mary

maybe you ought to find some new interest.

Oh. Well, what do you suggest?

Collecting birds' eggs?

Or would you like me to knit you a sweater?

Well, I don't know, Leonard.

When I first met you, you used to be interested in everything.

Photography, canoeing and..

Say, I'd almost forgotten.

You used to play the piano.

Why don't you go back to your music?

It might give you a lot of pleasure.

Music.

I'd look fine playing boogie-woogie.

Here, Ms. Byrd.

You certainly don't need to sit here moping with us looking out for you.

If you two think I need any fool diversions

just because Jimmy Kildare's getting married

you're a couple of blithering idiots.

'Marriage or no marriage'

Jimmy Kildare's first love was medicine.

It always was and always will be.

Now, if you two won't get out of here, I will.

Sure.

Kildare's first love was always medicine

but from now on, Mary will come second.

Dr. Gillespie's gonna run a poor third.

Oh! Dear, now they'll never get out.

Say, are you going crazy, too?

Oh.

Go on and keep right on going. Don't stop to say goodbye.

If ever I try to say a friendly word to you again

I hope I choke on it.

- Well, what's that? - I didn't hear anything.

Hey, you, come on out of there!

Hey, hold it!

- Now, what's all this about? - I can tell you.

These people have been holding secret meetings

planning to go out on strike.

- Strike? - Yes. Shame on you!

Plotting to strike in a hospital full of helpless invalids.

I've, I've a notion to fire every one of you.

You know, would you mind if I spoke a few words to them?

Thank you.

Now, suppose you tell Ms. Byrd

just exactly what the object of this meeting was.

Well, we've collected $54

and we've been trying to decide on what to buy Dr. Kildare

for a wedding present.

How did you know all about this?

An eagle told me.

Well, I, I'm happy to know

that you're planning to buy a present.

Uh, now beat it.

Well, have you got any more bright ideas

on how to run the hospital or my life?

Yes, don't shut yourself up in this medicine cabinet

and read all night.

Well, Ms. Byrd

you've just missed the $64 question.

- I'm going out this evening. - Fine.

- Where are you going? - Wrestling matches.

Wrestling's Thursday night.

'But I'll tell you what is going on.'

A symphony concert, with Labardi himself conducting.

Symphony concert.

Go on, beat it, and don't come back here

till you get rid of that strange female notion

that a man's lonely because he's alone.

Symphony concert.

Violin players.

Sixty men pulling the tail of a horse

across the intestines of a cat.

That was fireball. Now do we go home?

No, my friend, that was just the intermission.

I know.

Hello there, Dr. Gillespie.

Why, hey, Mr.Chanler. How are you?

How is that beautiful daughter of yours?

Well and happy, she still thinks you and Jimmy Kildare

are the greatest doctors in the world.

We are. Sit down before somebody else steals that seat.

I wouldn't worry. This is my box.

I saw you coming in and I told them to put you here.

Oh! Of course, that's so..

You-you're the principal backer of this outfit, aren't you?

Well, it'd be a pretty dismal world without music.

Yes, siree.

- Are you a musician, too? - No, I miss that pleasure.

Well, then you've never lived.

When I was still wet behind the ears

if you could get a gal into a canoe

and pick away on your mandolin

while you were singing "Moonlight Bay"

with a catch in your voice, brother, that gal was yours.

Say, would you like to meet Labardi? We've still got time.

- Oh, it'd be a great privilege. - Well, come on.

Only just, just a second, just, uh..

You know, people are funny sometimes about meeting doctors.

Uh, suppose you introduce me as Mr. Gillespie.

- Surely, surely. - Well..

Conover.

'Hello there, Labardi.'

Good evening, Chanler. Have you got my message?

Thanks for coming back. This radio contract, uh..

Don't worry. If there's anything wrong, we'll straighten it out.

May I present my friend, the great music lover

Mr. Leonard Gillespie.

It's doubly an honor after being out front tonight.

Thank you, sir.

Uh, Chanler..

...I don't believe I can take on the added responsibility

for this tremendous radio contract.

I, I just can't do it.

I've been working on it a year.

You said it was the great dream of your whole life

to bring the best music into people's home

'with the finest orchestra ever assembled'

'with no restrictions, no advertising.'

Well, surely this is a great ambition, Mr. Labardi.

Oh, yes, Mr. Gillespie

ten years ago. Yes.

Today my gray hairs are catching up with me.

What's wrong with you, Labardi?

Oh, nothing, absolutely nothing except that I'm a little tired.

Tonight, for instance

as a music-lover, were you satisfied, sir?

I felt that the orchestra did not seem to respond.

- Did you feel that, too? - No, I did not.

I think it was your fault. The men did a workmen-like job.

'Gillespie.'

But the conductor was far from inspired.

And who are you to voice such an opinion?

Uh, will you excuse us a moment, please?

Certainly.

Maestro, I didn't come here to criticize you

as a musical authority. I'm just a doctor.

'My name is Leonard Gillespie.'

Doctor?

Now, with the kindest motives in the world

I would advise you to see someone in my profession

'someone in whom you have complete trust.'

I assure you, doctor

I've never felt better in my life.

I'm a little tired, that's all.

Well, then why are you afraid to see a doctor?

Goodnight, doctor.

Goodnight, maestro.

Mr. Labardi, I think you're a very fine musician.

I only came here tonight

because I thought I could be of some help

'but I see now that genius is still unreasonable.'

I ought to know

because I'm a genius myself.

Conover!

Goodnight, maestro.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Uh, go in there and take off all your clothes.

What's that?

- It's a piano. - A piano?

Yeah, a piano for Dr. Gillespie. Where do you want it?

What would I want with a piano?

It's a special rush delivery for Dr. Gillespie, M.D.

with a stool.

If you're Dr. Gillespie, M.D.

this is your piano with a stool.

Get out of here, Parker. I'll handle this.

I told that nitwit salesman

to deliver this piano at midnight

and you bring it here at noon.

Ah..

Go on, take it in the bedroom.

A piano?

Well, beat me, daddy, eight to the bar.

I never saw it before. Take it out of here.

No, put it in the bedroom.

You ordered that piano and you are not gonna send it back

just because I caught you smuggling it.

Stop! I don't know a thing about it!

- Take it out of here. - Put it into the bedroom.

No, you don't!

Now, look, mister

the next time you want a musical instrument

and you don't know where you want it

buy a piccolo.

Come on, Joe.

And now that you have a piano

how'd you like the concert last night?

You can't make a liar out of me, Molly Byrd.

- I went to that concert. - Ah.

Well, what bad news have you got now?

There's a Mr. Labardi outside to see you.

L-Labardi?

- Yes, doctor. - Show him in.

He's just about the greatest

symphony conductor in the country.

Labardi here?

And that piano

is for purely medical purposes.

Labardi must have a very odd disease.

- Huh. - A perfect combination.

Disease, odd. Doctor, crazy.

Oh, come in, Mr. Labardi. Come in.

How do you do? A chair, please.

Sit down.

And get a couple of orderlies

and tell them to put this piano in my bedroom

without any comments.

Sit down.

Are you surprised to see me here, Dr. Gillespie?

Why, yes, as a matter of fact, I'm quite surprised.

But sit down.

Oh, or would you be more comfortable

leaning against the piano?

What reason have you for thinking

that I need a doctor's help?

Well, now suppose you tell me.

Last night I asked Mr. Chanler about you.

He told me about his daughter being cured.

Therefore, I trust you

because if what

I'm going to tell you now gets out

my career is ruined.

No one will ever hear anything from me.

What you suspected at the concert last night was true.

The orchestra was not at fault

it was I.

Doctor..

...I am losing my hearing.

I'm, I'm going deaf.

Now, perhaps it isn't as bad as you fear.

But you don't realize what it means for a musician to be deaf.

Beethoven.

Now, if I remember correctly

Beethoven lost his hearing

and then wrote his best music afterwards.

But Beethoven was a composer.

He could hear with his mind and then write down the notes.

I am an interpreter of music.

Without the perfect ear, I'm useless.

When did this deafness begin?

It began during a cold.

At first, the high notes, the treble.

They seemed to linger and vibrate in my head.

Now it seems to run in stages.

Sometimes that, that ringing inside my head..

...drives me frantic.

And then other times, uh, like last night

'when I was conducting'

they seemed like

like an invisible blanket

hanging between the orchestra and me

muffling the sound.

And each time

that, that blanket seems to grow

thicker and thicker.

And you've never been to a doctor?

I was afraid.

I didn't dare to do anything that would hint Labardi's ill

and then, Labardi's going deaf.

Shh! Now, now, now, now, steady.

I see now why you didn't dare

to tackle that imposing radio program.

Well, I can't think of anything more important right now

than to keep your great talent alive

for a troubled world.

But I'm almost losing my mind.

Only you can help me.

I don't know what will happen.

Listen, Labardi.

Go and lie down in my bedroom for a while

because after you've relaxed a few minutes

I'm coming in and going to start taking you apart.

Uh, would you mind opening the door?

- Thank you, doctor. - Yeah.

Parker! Parker!

Oh, uh, phone upstairs right away, will you

and tell them to send down that pamphlet

that came from Sweden yesterday?

Dr. Rasmussen On The Inner Ear.

Right away, sir, but--

And when you make out the case history

for Mr. Labardi

be sure you put him down

as a severe case of athlete's foot.

Yes, sir, athlete's foot.

And Dr. Lockberg wants to see you for just one minute.

Oh! Hello, hello!

- Hello there. - How are you?

Glad to see you.

Say, I was just going to phone you.

I'm sorry I won't be able to go away with you Monday.

But I bought the tickets. Here they are.

They're next compartment to mine.

I'm sorry, we'll have to put it off.

You know, duty calls.

A most important case has just turned up.

Doctor's oath, you know, all that sort of thing.

Patients come first and..

Well, go on! Why don't you start yelling?

Well, why should I care? Any time will do.

There's no rush. Suit yourself.

Long distance.

I want to speak to Dr. James Kildare.

Person-to-person call, Dartford, Connecticut.

Now, Dr. Jimmy, as the bride approaches

you take one step towards her.

And you, Dr. Stephen, as best man

stand right behind.

And this is my place.

And now, Mrs. Kildare

you're going to be Dr. Gillespie.

And now the dear little flower girl.

Now, Anna Mae you know what Uncle Stephen told you.

I don't want to be the flower girl.

- I want to be the bride. - Anna Mae!

I want to be the bride!

Mary's going to be the bride, darling.

I don't care. I want to marry Jimmy Kildare.

'Do you want to go to bed without your supper?'

Let me talk to her.

Look, honey, you're only six years old

and that's too young to get married.

The hillbillies do. Why can't I be hillbilly?

'Well, uh, I'll tell you what?'

I'll marry him this time

and you marry him next time, huh?

Then he'll be second-hand.

Let me talk to her.

Oh, a student of child psychology?

Absolutely.

Now, Anna Mae, you do what your Aunt Martha says

or I'll turn you over my knee

and beat the daylights out of you.

I've changed my mind.

I want to be the flower girl.

A true understanding of the child mind

is all that's necessary.

Now, ready?

Positions everyone, please.

Ready, Mrs. Lewis!

Now, Dr. Jimmy, one step only to meet the bride.

And now the actual ceremony, uh, which we've rehearsed.

So and so and so and so, uh, man and wife.

And then you kiss the bride.

- Uh, we can imagine the kiss. - Uh-huh.

Well, for an imaginary kiss, son, that's really something.

Jimmy, you better wipe off that imaginary lipstick.

And now, the recessional music.

Mrs. Lewis.

And then you march off.

One more week, Mary.

One more week. Seven long days.

Oh, somebody else didn't get their invitation.

Dr. Jimmy, New York is calling.

Uh, hello?

- Oh, yes. - Dr. Kildare.

I know you'll appreciate my reluctance

but I have no alternative

but to withdraw from the Dr. Gillespie case.

Withdraw? But, Dr. Lockberg, you mustn't, you can't.

Dr. Gillespie's just told me

that he'll not be coming to the sanatorium Monday.

Dr. Kildare, if you have any influence over him at all

now is the time to use it

otherwise I must wash my hands off the whole responsibility.

Dr. Lockberg, I'm taking the first train.

I'll be there in a couple of hours.

Yes, thanks. Goodbye.

But, Dr. Kildare, I thought you were in Dartford.

- This is Sunday, isn't it? - Yeah, it's Sunday, alright.

- Where's Dr. Gillespie? - In there with a patient.

- Oh. - Please, no one's to go in.

It's a confidential matter.

It's Mr. Labardi with a very bad case of athlete's foot.

Labardi, the orchestra conductor? Are you kidding?

Dr. Gillespie says it's athlete's foot

so it's athlete's foot no matter what anybody says.

Okay.

Parker, do you think you can find out how long Dr. Gillespie will be busy

without him knowing I'm here?

I can try.

And if I find out anything, I'll be surprised myself.

Well, nosy, what do you want?

Excuse me, this is supposed to be my Sunday off.

- May I go now, please? - No, no, no.

I'm only gonna be a few minutes

but I don't want to be disturbed.

Yes, doctor. Thank you very much.

Ah..

Dimwit.

Excuse the ignorant help around here, Labardi.

Let's get going again.

B flat.

A sharp.

C.

A above high C.

Well, you're hearing's true enough.

Yes, but the high notes

still go through my head like a knife.

Well, maestro, we're getting places.

That vibration in your head

is what we call a high-pitched tinnitus.

Obviously, the next step is to find out what causes it.

The only important thing is can I be cured?

Well, doctors aren't magicians.

First thing we've got to do is to find the cause of it

before we can even start a cure.

Doctor, you've got to cure me.

It involves more than my health.

It means the greatest ambition of my life.

Oh, yes, that radio program without any advertising.

Well, I'm with you

as one musician to another

but while you're taking all my time and talent

I think I'll steal a little of yours. There.

It's a piece of music I've been wanting to show somebody

for the last 30 years

but you're the first genius that's ever come along.

- You composed it yourself? - No, no, no.

It was composed by a girl I used to know back in Maryland.

'That, that's a long, long time ago'

when I had a bicycle built for two.

Her name was Cornelia.

Very interesting.

- Play it for me. - Who, me?

Why, I haven't touched a piano for years.

No, no, no. No, you play it. Pull that bench up.

If the heart's for it

what does it matter if the fingers are a little stiff?

Who says my fingers are stiff?

My gosh, they are, though.

- Play it, nimble fingers. - Alright.

Alright, but I warned you.

If you say one high note gives you a headache

you get ready for brain fever.

Ah.

Why should I burden you

with my personal sentimentality?

It was very nice, indeed.

Well, thank you. Thank you.

Uh, tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock.

I'll be here, doctor. Thank you very much.

Oh, oh, no, no, no! The, the other door, please.

Parker!

Hello.

Well..

You've been holding out on me.

I've seen you play the mandolin

but you never told me about the piano.

Well, there are lots of things going on in this world

I haven't told you about.

Mm-hmm.

What happened to the wedding rehearsal?

Did Mary meet somebody she liked better?

No, I had a little something to attend to.

Oh, by the way, did you hear about Lockberg

leaving for the sanatorium tonight?

- Lockberg? Leaving tonight? - Mm-hmm.

It's a wonderful thing he's doing

dropping everything just to get ready for you.

What, did you.. When did you see him?

- I ran into him just now. - Why, that's funny.

I-I told him this morning

I thought there'd be a little difficulty about it.

Well, I assured him you'd go, alright

so he's leaving tonight.

But, Jimmy, a most important case

has just turned up. I..

I'd only have to postpone leaving a few weeks.

Hey, you know, that's a most curious coincidence.

You're not going to Lockberg's

and I'm not going on a honeymoon.

What are you talking about?

Oh, you're not going to stop the wedding.

I'll be married Sunday

but you and I will both be here Monday morning

ready for business.

Oh, you talk like an idiot.

Well, you're acting like one.

And I, I'm sorry, Dr. Gillespie.

Well, you know, outside of the deep feeling

I have for you, there's, there's a little matter

of what you owe to your associates and the hospital

and all the persons you can cure

if you'd take care of yourself.

Oh, alright, I'll be good. I'll go.

Did you talk to Lockberg?

Oh, sure, sure.

Well, yes, all except

that, that part about him going away tonight.

I, I made that up.

Ah, I can't trust anybody.

By the way, what's all this mysterious business

about Labardi and athlete's foot?

Oh, that's just a gag to keep it from leaking out

all over the hospital.

Jimmy, that is the most tragic case I've encountered.

We're going to need all we've got

to run that down by Monday.

Well, we have six full days starting tomorrow

and I'll give you every minute of my time

except, of course, Wednesday night

when the girls are throwing a farewell party for Mary.

Yeah.

You'll have to turn up so she can say

"Girls, this is poor thing, but mine own."

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ Which nobody can deny ♪♪

I know that most of the time

I seem like the witch of Endor to you

but tonight, to you nurses

I am just one of the girls

cheering a sister who's grabbed herself a husband.

And she picked him off right in the hospital

against all the rules.

Man-made rules, I might add.

Mary got away with it

only because each time I was about catch up with her

Dr. Gillespie tripped me.

Well, I hope I'm not old enough to be safe in here..

- Oh! - Oh..

...but Dr. Kildare just phoned to say he'd be a few minutes late in arriving.

Oh, boo!

'Bring us some more coffee, Mike.'

I'm sorry to hear it, boys. Who's dead?

Say, Mike, you know everything.

Are these the right outfits to wear to Dr. Kildare's wedding?

Cost us six bucks. We rented 'em.

I didn't rent mine. I borrowed it from my pal.

- Professor Flash, the magician. - A-a-a magician?

Yeah. He's working over in Brooklyn.

And as soon as you put the okay on this suit

I gotta rush it back for his show. How do I look, Mike?

Boys, with you there, nobody will look at the bride.

Yeah, ha, I'm the best!

The professor paid 90 bucks for this outfit.

No kidding, feel that material. That's imported.

Well, the professor does card tricks.

I guess he forgot to take these out.

Well, if the wedding begins to bore you

you can always play solitaire.

- Yeah. - Hey, Vernon.

- Yeah? - You got a thread here.

Well, get it off there. I want to look good.

Oh, your tie is gone.

- No kidding? - Yeah.

- Ha! - What is that?

My boy, you're wonderful.

Now show me a newsreel, and I owe you 44 cents.

Hold these, will you, Clifford?

- Oh! - What's the matter?

Goldfish.

- 'Uh..' - A rabbit!

Mike, the ice cream is..

Oh, how do you do, Ms. Byrd?

- What's going on here? - Uh, it's a mistake, Ms. Byrd.

I think everything's out of me now, though.

Well, this is no time to bother about ice cream.

Oh!

Ah, what are you guys laughing at?

You might as well tell 'em how you grabbed him, Mary.

Every mother's daughter is wondering how it happened to be you

and not her.

That's right. Speech, Mary!

- Mary, come on, speech. - Let's have a speech.

Well..

Dr. Gillespie says there's, uh

there's a proverb among the African natives

that a man chases a woman until she catches him.

All I know is I fell in love with Dr. Kildare

and I'm still falling.

Thanks for the wonderful party.

In three days I'll be Mrs. Kildare.

I love you all, but I'll never be so glad

to see the last of anyone as I will the lot of you.

I wonder why Jimmy's so late.

Oh, doctors never keep personal appointments.

Ms. Lamont, this time you're wanted on the phone.

It's Dr. Kildare himself.

Excuse me.

Hello, Mary. Well, you might know I can't come to your party.

I won't even be able to take you to the train.

Oh, it's alright.

If you have to work, you have to.

Oh, don't worry, I can find the railroad station myself

and the engineer knows the way to Dartford.

Well, I'm terribly sorry

but those three days of rest in Dartford will do you a lot of good.

And after that, I'll be with you so much

you'll want to throw the furniture at me.

Okay, dear. Goodbye.

I thought we agreed you weren't going to work tonight.

Oh, Labardi must be here any minute.

If we get that case licked, we can both go away

with a clear conscience.

Yes, but where's Labardi?

Y-you don't suppose anything's happened to him?

I don't know. He's never been late before.

- Oh. - Suppose we find out.

Hello, get me Mr. Constanzo Labardi

at the Sherry-Plaza Hotel.

Dr. Gillespie wants to speak to him.

'Thanks. Oh, I'm sure everything's alright.'

Hello? Yes.

Oh.

The hotel says that Labardi's in his room

but he doesn't answer the telephone.

Well, uh, uh, get the, uh, desk clerk.

Give me the clerk, please.

Hello, this is Dr. Gillespie's office at the Blair General Hospital.

'It's very important that Dr. Gillespie'

speak to Mr. Labardi right away.

Oh. Oh.

Well, alright. Thank you.

Well, the clerk says he often shuts himself up in his room

'and insists on not being disturbed.'

And he's been that way all day

but they're not worried about it.

Well, they don't know what we know about Labardi.

You suppose we better go over there right away?

Oh, I think so. Get an emergency kit.

I'm beginning to wish it was tomorrow

and the whole thing was over.

You'll never make a doctor's wife.

You haven't seen your man for three days

and you're coming all unglued.

I could punch Jimmy right in the nose.

Three days, three phone calls.

"Hello, I love you, I'm busy, goodbye."

You'd never believe that once

I could have gotten into that dress, would you?

Oh, sure. You're just pleasingly plump now.

No use being nice, Mary.

What were once pretty curves are now big detours.

Two or three? Chocolate or vanilla?

What?

Do you want the ice cream for the reception tomorrow

at 2 o'clock or 3 o'clock?

And do you want chocolate or vanilla?

3 o'clock and vanilla.

3 o'clock and vanilla.

You know, the night before I was married, Mary

I fancied I had a red spot on my nose.

And I thought, "Just my luck

by tomorrow, I'll have a big pimple there."

And, you know, I got up out of bed

fifty times that night to look at that spot.

French or mayonnaise?

- And separate or put it on? - What, Jennie?

Do you want French or mayonnaise dressing on the salad?

And do I put it on, or do you want it separate

for the guests to put it on themselves?

- Mayonnaise, and put it on. - Mayonnaise, and put it on.

I suppose I ought to be giving you some advice on how to handle a husband

only I don't know anything about it myself.

Whenever Stephen and I have a difference of opinion

I always hold a little meeting with myself

and I say, "What would you do

if he came and said, I'm sorry?"

So, I say it first.

Somehow, that's about all the handling he needs.

Well, right now, I think everything Jimmy does is perfect.

And until that condition changes

there's no need worry.

Good or everyday? Wash 'em or leave 'em?

What's that?

Use your good dishes

or your everyday dishes?

And do you have enough to go round or do I have to wash them

so they'll be ready for the next one to use?

For goodness' sake, Jennie, can't you decide

anything for yourself?

Me, I just take my orders

do what I'm told, get my three dollars, and go home.

We'll use the good dishes

and we have enough to go round.

Good dishes and don't wash 'em.

When the next thing comes up, don't bother me.

Use your own judgment.

Don't bother and use your own..

- Use my own judgment? - 'Certainly!'

Use my own judgment.

Martha, where are you?

Right here!

Oh, Mary, how beautiful!

Do you like it?

Stephen, unless that's an emergency

tell them to take an aspirin

and you'll see them in the morning.

Yes?

Oh, yes. Just a minute.

- It's for you, Mary. - For me?

Hello?

Yes, this is Mary Lamont.

Where?

Oh, yes, I'll hold the wire.

Jimmy's calling.

He's at the University of Technology.

Uh, sit down, Mr. Labardi.

Uh, we've brought you here to this special

soundproof laboratory

so that Professor Andrews

can try to reproduce artificially

the exact pitch of sound

which induces the, uh..

...tinnitus in your head.

But will it bring us any closer to a solution?

Oh, yes, only by reproducing the identical sounds

so that we can hear it will we be able to diagnose

'the cause of your condition.'

'Professor Andrews?'

Yes, what is it?

'We have Dr. Kildare's call'

'from Miss Lamont at Dartford, Connecticut.'

- In there, doctor. - Thank you.

- Excuse me a moment. - Yeah.

Hello? Oh, hello, Mary.

I'm terribly sorry, dear, but I probably won't be home

until very late tonight, or first thing in the morning.

Oh, I understand, dear, but you had

a dinner date with Mike Ryan.

And, Jimmy, it's a surprise party.

All your gang, and they have a present for you.

Can't you possibly get there?

Mary, a man's sanity, and perhaps his life

may hang on what we discover here tonight

to say nothing of Gillespie leaving Monday morning.

Of course.

Well, suppose I go to the dinner and pinch-hit for you?

You didn't show up at my farewell party

so I'll show up at yours.

Maybe they'd rather have me, anyway.

And, Jimmy, no matter what time you get there

I'll be at Mike Ryan's waiting for you and..

...we'll come back here together.

I love you so much, you can see it across the street.

Goodbye.

What about that beauty sleep?

Well, Jimmy will just have to marry an old hag.

It'll serve him right for being a doctor.

Oh, would you be an angel and look up the next train for New York?

Surely.

What's burning?

I used my own judgment about the wedding cake

and left it too long in the oven and it burned up.

Oh, for goodness' sake!

Rain, and tomorrow's my Sunday off!

Don't worry. It won't rain tomorrow.

- I'm too lucky. - What?

Sure, I'm going to be married tomorrow

and I'm too lucky to have it rain.

Well, may all your troubles be little ones.

Alright.

- Can you hear that? - Yes.

Try the side, please.

- You still hear it? - Yes.

Let's try air conduction again, please.

Okay, let's try it again, please.

'B-flat.'

Hmph! What good does it all do?

Now just a minute, uh, Labardi. Just a minute.

We're all through, as a matter of fact.

Uh, Kildare, you've been analyzing the chart.

What are your conclusions?

Air conduction good.

Bone conduction faulty.

Mr. Labardi is suffering

from, uh, diplacusis.

That's a condition where the two ears

hear the same tone differently.

Well, uh, does that mean you can cure me, huh?

Now, look here, Labardi!

We can't just say "Abracadabra"

and make you well.

'But we positively do know'

'that your trouble is physical'

rather than mental.

Now go away, go out into the country.

Uh, do some physical labor

and forget all about music.

Yes, yes, forget all about music

and then come back and see us in about a month.

We'll start in on you.

I will do anything.

Come on, Jimmy.

Your bride-to-be is waiting for you.

You have a lot of explaining to do.

Mary won't ask for any explanations.

Ha! I bet she won't, at that.

Well, now, let's see

so far, we've eliminated

high blood pressure as Labardi's trouble.

That leaves us only

about 50,000 other things it could be.

Certainly is, dear.

- Did you hear what I said? - Sure.

- What did you say? - I thought so!

I guess I must have been thinking about Mary..

...tomorrow, and walking up that aisle.

Oh, let's forget about Labardi

for the rest of the night, huh?

Okay! What'll we sing?

Here he comes.

Shall I tell him, Vernon?

If they don't find out she's hurt till he gets upstairs..

It would be an awful shock.

You'd better tell him.

Say, suppose I just leave you here

and run across the street to Mary, huh?

That's fine, she's been waiting for you long enough, Jimmy.

- Give her my love. - I'll give her a hug for you.

Dr. Kildare. Dr. Kildare! Dr. Kildare!

You sound like a busted record.

Well, what is it, Sally?

I'll get in trouble. Mary's waiting for me.

No, she isn't, sir. She's upstairs.

Oh, whereabouts?

Dr. Kildare, there's been an accident.

An accident? Mary's been hurt?

Well, how badly?

They say it's pretty serious.

She's in Room 316. Hurry, hurry!

- Kildare. - Yes?

Everything possible is being done.

Dr. Whitney is with her now.

Dr. Whitney, how is she? How bad is it?

What are you doing for her?

There wasn't anything anybody could do

except stop the pain.

Go in, Kildare. There's very little time.

- Mary. - Oh, Jimmy.

D-do I..

...have to die?

Oh, no, darling. No, no.

Oh, Jimmy.

This is going to be..

...much easier for me..

...than it is for you.

Poor, sweet..

...Jimmy.

Hello, doc.

- Hello, boys. - Hey, doc.

I wish that had been me, doc.

Honest, I do.

Will you have a drink?

Oh, no, thanks, Mike, I..

I don't know why I came here, I..

Supposed to meet her here.

She never got here, did she?

No. She never did.

Never did..

Hiya, doc! Hey, how you feeling?

Why didn't you open your present?

You know, I can't imagine a prettier sight

than your new wife pushing that thing

around your own little apartment!

I remember right after I got married--

Great heaven's name, stop talking!

What's the matter?

Haven't you heard?

Mary's dead.

Uh, Dr. Gillespie, if you don't mind..

You, too, Dr. Carew

I'd like to go away for a while.

Oh, sure, sure, of course, of course.

Thanks.

You're, uh..

...leaving for Lockberg's on Monday, aren't you?

You mustn't let

this keep you from going. You mustn't.

No, no, Jimmy. No, I'm leaving Monday.

Fine.

Well...goodnight.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight, Jimmy.

Hello, Jimmy.

We've come to take you home.

Oh. Uh..

If you don't mind, I don't know, but..

I think I'd like to go away for a while by myself.

Mrs. Kildare, he's the bravest man of all of us.

Ah, it's all so unnecessary.

We doctors do our utmost to prolong life.

Behind our back, death chooses somebody

and makes a joke out of all our efforts.

Every day in this country

a hundred human beings suffer violent deaths

because we have automobiles.

Sometimes it makes you wonder if the world has advanced.

Well, I can't break my word to Jimmy now.

I better start getting packed for the sanatorium.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

Hey, wait a minute. What is this?

Say, did you tell them at the hospital if any letters come from Dr. Kildare

to forward them airmail, special delivery?

No, doggone. I forgot.

- Well, go and call them up now. - Yes, sir.

Hurry up, we've only got about ten minutes.

And be careful of these bags.

Railroad stations are always full of thieves.

Oh, I'll keep my eye on it, don't worry.

Ah! I wish you were coming with me, Conover.

I do, too, but my wife's

the most unreasonable woman I ever was married to.

Hasn't she got any confidence in you?

Yes, sir, she's got plenty of confidence.

The trouble is, she don't trust me.

- 'Do you need help?' - No, thank you.

'Are your troubles piling up on you?'

Well, a little.

'Throw up your hands.'

'This is a stickup.'

- 'Don't make a move, brother.' - Oh, I won't.

'You're a little conspicuous standing there.'

'Better lie down on the ground.'

- Okay. - 'Don't try any funny stuff.'

Oh, don't worry, I wouldn't.

'Tune in again next week and see what happens.'

- I will. - 'Meanwhile, eat poofies..'

Somebody stole the phone.

Operator.

So I'm gonna let you go a week ahead of time.

You've been a pretty good boy, Leonard.

It's not been too bad here, has it?

Oh, no, no, no.

There's nothing like a little change.

I spent 15 years in my own hospital

and for my vacation, I spent four weeks in yours.

Well, after what I've just told you

hasn't it been worthwhile?

Oh, sure, sure, sure, sure.

Don't think I'm not appreciative, Lockberg

but, but, uh, well, I don't know

being away from my own patients

my own people..

Yeah, you mean Dr. Kildare, don't you?

- Well.. - I told you..

...both times he called up you were..

...under the X-ray.

Oh, pish-tosh!

I once let a patient get up from under the X-ray

to go make a bet on the races.

Hello?

It's Dr. Kildare for you.

Hello, Jimmy boy! What..

Oh. Stephen Kildare.

Uh, how are you, Stephen?

Who, me? Well..

...Lockberg's beginning to understand what's wrong with me

and he's going to let me go tomorrow.

In that case, I can tell you the truth.

Leonard, we're, we're pretty badly worried about Jimmy.

He did not return to the hospital.

You lied to me, you and Carew.

You mean, you haven't heard from him at all?

Oh, yes, several times.

But, Leonard, the boy's in bad shape.

He doesn't seem to be able to get hold of himself

and despite all our efforts, he has no intention of coming back.

Now, now listen, Stephen.

When Jimmy does phone you, tell him I'm on my way home.

I'm going to stop off a little place south of here

and tell him I positively must see him!

Now listen, Stephen..

Stephen, tell Dr. Gillespie's got to help us!

Yes, dear.

Yes, well, that's why I called you.

You see, he said he'd phone us by noon on Sunday

and it's that now.

Yes, I'll give him your message and thank you

from the bottom of my heart.

There, there, there, Martha.

We've got Dr. Gillespie to help us now.

Doesn't that make you feel better?

Now, nothing's really going to happen to Jimmy.

He has courage.

I have courage

but what good would that do me if something happened to you?

Now, mother..

Is this 24, Sycamore?

Yep, the old Gillespie place.

Has been for the last hundred years.

When's the next train back to Baltimore?

Well, there's one at 6:40 and a good one at 8:19.

Pick me up here in time for the 6:40. How much do I owe you?

You pay me on the trip back.

You're Dr. Kildare?

Yes, I'm Kildare.

Come in, please.

Hello, Jimmy.

You surprised to find me here?

I was born and raised in this place.

- How are you, son? - Quite well, thanks.

Oh, how was Lockberg's verdict? Favorable?

Very favorable and for once I agreed with him.

I'm sorry, Jimmy, but I'm a bit pressed for time.

Oh, let's not make any pretense of..

...business as usual.

I can't go back to the hospital.

Oh, alright, Jimmy.

Alright, fine

if that's the way you feel about it.

But would you mind discussing a few things?

Uh, for instance, the Labardi case.

Have you come to any further conclusions about it?

Oh, I recall thinking that it might've been

a nutritional deficiency, but that was just a wild guess.

Now, Jimmy, Jimmy.

You noticed that old microscope?

Yes, very interesting.

Hey, wait a minute.

That old contraption's worth a second glance.

'You see those initials there?'

"W.R."

They don't stand for Wabash Railroad.

No, sir. W.R. is Walter Reed.

Dr. Walter Reed.

The man who found the cure for yellow fever.

Walter Reed gave me that old microscope with his own hands.

I wouldn't be a doctor today at all

if it hadn't been for Walter Reed.

Oh, it's no use, Dr. Gillespie. Something's happened to me.

I'm empty, I.. I can't make myself take hold.

Well, can't you humor an old man for a minute?

I'll admit, I am trying to influence you

but don't you think you owe me the chance to try?

Yes, I do, but I also owe you the truth.

Believe me, it wouldn't be any use.

Well, I'll feel the better for trying even if I fail.

Now, listen to me, Jimmy, please.

Let me talk about myself a minute.

It all started with her, Cornelia Bartlett.

She was a musician.

She composed beautiful music..

...right here at this piano.

It's a funny-looking, old instrument, isn't it?

Oh, she could certainly make it talk.

Here's something of hers.

And then she died.

'And I sort of went to pot.'

That's where Walter Reed came in.

He was a great doctor then

only not as famous as he was later.

'I lost all interest in doctoring.'

I lost all interest in everything.

I might've ended up in the gutter.

And then he picked me up.

Now, he never once told me I was wasting my life.

'He kept on saying I didn't have any right'

to waste the lives of others.

The people I'd taken an oath

to help when I became a doctor.

He said, "Keep your grief in your heart.

'"Suffer with it, let it temper you.'

'"But as far as your head and your hands are concerned'

"they belong to medicine.

"The profession that selected you

for a great responsibility."

Well, that's what Walter Reed said to me.

Well, Jimmy?

No...a doctor has to take human life in his hands

and I have no faith in anything.

Well, come back for a week.

Just a week.

Take charge of the Labardi case.

See if you can't get your confidence back by curing him.

Just one week, Jimmy.

And if doesn't work out, I won't say another word.

A week?

- Does that feel any better? - No, it doesn't.

Tell me, Mr. Labardi, how much spaghetti do you eat?

Spaghetti?

Here I am with my entire career in danger

my first radio broadcast only five days off

and you ask me how much spaghetti I eat.

Well, I like it. I eat it several times a week.

But what's that got to do with my hearing?

Well, you know, several years ago

Dr. Goldberger in curing pellagra

proved that the wrong diet can cause disease

and the right cure it.

Of course, that may have no bearing in your case.

Excuse me just a moment, please.

Parker, where's Dr. Gillespie?

He's in surgery watching

a very critical operation.

Oh.

Parker..

...uh, which surgery is Gillespie in?

Surgery B, but he left word

that he's not to be disturbed under any circumstances.

Fix me a hypodermic of this, please.

Yes, doctor.

327, please, Dr. Gillespie.

Dr. Gillespie? Parker speaking.

He's asked for a hypo of thiamine chloride.

Okay!

And, Parker, that's what I call fine stooging.

Eh, Jimmy's diagnosed Labardi's case as a vitamin deficiency.

Probably B1, which would've been my own diagnosis.

Now, if we're right and Labardi is cured

why, Jimmy will be cured at the same time.

And we'll have young Dr. Kildare back with us.

We hope.

For his selection on this broadcast

Mr. Labardi offers a new symphony

arranged by himself and performed this evening

for the first time.

How does the music sound?

How does it sound to you?

You're the musical expert around here.

Well, so far so good. It's kind of hard to tell yet.

Say..

...that's Cornelia's music.

Jimmy, he's good.

There's no longer an invisible blanket

between Labardi and the orchestra.

What's wrong, Jimmy?

You're a doctor again.

The doctor I want to carry on my work for me.

You're going to stay here and do that, aren't you?

I wish I felt more sure of things.

Message for you, Dr. Gillespie.

Thank you.

Oh, confound that Carew!

Carew? What does he want?

Oh, some emergency.

Wants me to rush up to 93rd street

and look at a case of tularemia.

'It's an outrage.'

But, Dr. Gillespie..

...we've waited three years for a tularemia

to show up here in the city. Don't you think that we--

Young Dr. Kildare isn't sure of himself.

Doesn't want to be a doctor.

Yet you're willing to jump down a poor old man's throat.

- But that note from Carew. - Well, it's not from Carew.

It's from Labardi.

He want us to stop in his dressing room

and have a drink with him after the concert.

Wait till Molly Byrd hears about him playing Cornelia's music.

Oh, she knows all about it.

The whole hospital's listening in.

You know, Jimmy, now that I know the music's pretty good

I'll confess, I helped Cornelia compose a lot of it.

Now, that is something Molly Byrd does not know.

No, but she said if it was any good you'd find some way to chisel in on it.