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NARRATOR: This is my boss, Jonathan Hart,

a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of both of them,

which ain't easy,

'cause when they met, it was murder.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

You tired?

No, I like riding behind you.

[CHUCKLES] I hope that's a compliment.

You can be sure of it.

Boy, I could sure go

for one of Max's huevos rancheros right now.

Oh, I know what you mean.

Even the vegetation is beginning to look edible.

I'll tell you what.

I'll race you. The loser treats.

I'll even give you a handicap.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

One day on a bike and you're already Evel Knievel.

Okay, I'll tell you what.

Give me a count of 30.

You got it. Now.

[JENNIFER LAUGHING]

Morning, Mr. and Mrs. H. Who won? Morning, Max.

Oh, I did. She did.

You really know how to give a guy a run for his money.

Well, it's just that I like being chased by you. [SIGHS]

Yeah? Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Ooh.

You know, I hope you two worked up an appetite

because I got a real healthy breakfast for you.

Ooh, starved. That looks great.

I've been feeling hunger pains. Mm.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

I got it.

Here.

Hart residence.

What?

Just a minute, I'll check it out.

Mrs. H., did you order

some dried-tree ear fungus?

Oh, yes. And... tiger lily buds?

I certainly did. I'm glad they're here at last.

Yeah, we're the guilty party.

Thanks.

Dried ear fungus?

Mm-hm. Tiger lily buds?

Uh-huh.

All right. Laugh, you two.

But wait till you taste mu shi yu.

You're right, uh, darling. It's no laughing matter.

Do you want me to pick up the fungus and lily buds?

No, that's all right, Max. I have to go shopping anyway.

Darling, you want to come with me?

You go ahead without me. I can wait for my...

dried-fungus ear fingers till later.

[CHUCKLES]

[♪♪]

Funny.

[♪♪]

Mr. Camp...

I'll give you three guesses who's here

and the first two would be better than the third.

Not Marty?

Bingo.

Want me to send him in?

If you have to.

[SIGHS]

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Eee-yo.

[LAUGHS]

Hey, Ronald. How you doing, babes?

Did you hear about the guy that was so stupid,

he spent three weeks in a revolving door

just trying to find the doorknob.

[TWO SNAPS, CLAP] [LAUGHS]

What is it, Marty?

"What is it, Marty? What is it, Marty?"

You're looking very good, Ronald.

Who's your mortician?

[TWO SNAPS, CLAP] Hoo-hoo-hoo.

You know, Marty, you've only got two faults:

everything you do and everything you say.

That's good. That's very good.

But I bet you never heard the one about...

Okay, Marty. What do you want?

Another loan?

Look, I was in a little game the other night.

I owe a couple of guys.

Not that I can't handle it, but, uh...

But you don't want to see your kneecaps adjusted.

Does Louanne know about this?

Ronald... there are certain things

you just don't... bother the wife with.

You know what I mean?

I like her, Marty.

And I'm tired of seeing her hurt with your games.

Nobody's getting hurt.

I just need a couple of bucks. Nothing major.

Well, if you want money from me...

this time you're gonna have to earn it.

You mean... [DEEP VOICE] earn it.

Like the guy on the tube?

[LAUGHS]

All right, all right.

So what do you... What do you want me to do?

You'll arrange to have an accident.

An accident?

Hey. Wait a minute.

I got a very low threshold in the pain department.

Nothing like that.

Go out in your car and get yourself hit in the rear.

You'll have a nice PI case.

That's... personal injury, Marty.

A little fender-bender can net you...

10,000 easy.

Where do I go?

[♪♪]

Beverly Hills during the shopping hours.

Stake out a class type who's doing a lot of shopping.

Watch what she throws her packages into.

Make sure it's something nice.

Go for the gold.

A Rolls will do just fine.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[JENNIFER STARTS ENGINE]

[MARTY STARTS ENGINE]

[♪♪]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[TIRES SQUEAL, BRAKES SCREECH]

[PASSING CAR HONKS]

[♪♪]

Are you all right?

Somebody call an ambulance! Get the police.

Can you hear me?

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO TRANSMISSION]

What... happened?

There was an accident. You were hit.

Ow.

It really hurts bad.

Oh. Oh, my back.

Well, don't move.

Ooh. [MOANS]

Oh, just relax. Just relax. Help will be here in a minute.

Oh. Officer.

Officer. Uh, can you call an ambulance?

Uh, there's one on its way. Oh, good.

Excuse me. Mister, are you okay?

I don't think s... oh, the pain!

[MOANS]

Huh. You see, th... there was this green light and...

I don't know what happened, but he stopped and...

I know. Everybody's in such a hurry

trying to beat the light, right?

I wasn't trying to beat the light.

Okay. Well, listen, we've got to fill out a report.

Come on over here. This car has been involved

in a rear-end collision.

You should check it out.

Uh, do you want me to have 'em look at you?

No, I'm fine. I... I...

Do you think he'll be all right?

OFFICER: Yeah, probably. So it doesn't look too bad.

[SIGHS]

Oh, I feel terrible.

[♪♪]

[SIGHS]

I just can't get my mind off that poor man.

He was in such terrible pain.

Oh, it was a minor accident, darling.

I'm sure he's doing fine now.

Our insurance agent is taking care of it

and he said for us not to worry.

Oh, great.

He wasn't the one who hit the man.

Ah, he should be all right.

I mean... you barely touched him.

There was no damage done to the Rolls.

I know, but you should have seen him.

He was... so helpless-looking.

I called the hospital, darling.

They said he's resting comfortably.

But if you'd like to go down tomorrow

and see how he's doing, we can do that.

Oh, I would. I really would.

It would make me feel a lot better.

[♪♪]

WOMAN [OVER PA]: Orderlies not assigned to duty

report to Emergency.

[TWO SNAPS, CLAP]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[♪♪]

Hello.

Martin Willis' room, please.

Uh, he's not on this floor any longer.

Are you relatives?

No. Uh... I was

in the... accident with him.

Oh.

Is something wrong?

He was doing so well.

What happened? Complications.

What sort of complications?

Uh, I'm afraid Mr. Willis died last night.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

I've never seen Mrs. H. Like this before.

I wish there was something I could do for her.

Yeah, she's not taking it too well, is she, Max?

Would you mind keeping this going for me, Mr. H.?

Thanks.

What'd the hospital say?

How did he die?

Well, the hospital report said it... it was a trauma

caused by the accident,

but he, uh, died of a cardiac arrest.

Yeah, I had an uncle who died that way.

He was in an accident?

No. In terrific health,

perfect shape, and then... wham.

Yeah, well, those things can happen, Max.

I'd like to get ahold of that Willis' doctor,

get some more facts.

Don't worry about anything here, Mr. H.

Right after lunch, I'll get Mrs. H. involved

in a game of Scrabble, and...

she'll be okay.

I hope so, Max.

I'll see you later.

Right. See you later.

[♪♪]

[MEN CHATTERING]

[PINBALL MACHINE, VIDEO GAMES BEEPING]

Excuse me.

Just fill this out and don't forget

to sign the doctor's lien.

I'd like to see Dr. Reston, please.

Everybody here wants to see Dr. Reston.

Uh, this is personal.

Are you a friend of his?

We've never met... but, uh... Oh. Well,

I doubt if he'll see you if he doesn't know you.

What's the name?

Jonathan Hart. And what is this in reference to?

It's in reference to one of his patients.

And who might that be?

Martin Willis.

Oh.

Well, he's very busy.

I'll have to see.

How you feeling? Not too good today.

Like I told you, the doctor is very busy today.

And he is not at liberty to give

personal history on his patients.

He suggests you call his attorney.

[♪♪]

Here's my card,

in case Dr. Reston changes his mind.

As you can see, the doctor's very busy.

A lot of people in pain here.

You can tell him if he wants to get rid of this pain,

to take two aspirin and call me in the morning.

All right?

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES] [CHATTERING RESUMES]

[♪♪]

Hi, Max.

Hi, Mr. H. How did it go?

I didn't see the doctor...

but, uh, if I ever need a lawyer,

I've got one right there.

Something funny going on? Yeah, I think so.

When I walked in there was a bunch of people

sitting around with neck braces.

They all looked healthy until they saw me,

including the receptionist.

So what's the story? I don't know. Is Mrs. H. around?

I'd like to have her help put the pieces together.

She went out a while ago. Something she had to do.

Did she say where she was going?

Sorry, Mr. H., but she said not to worry.

She'll be right back. All right.

What you got going there?

Uh, I got a long shot in the third

that might do something.

Playing it across the board.

I'll split it with you.

You're on.

[♪♪]

[RINGS DOORBELL]

Yes? Oh, uh, is this the Willis residence?

Yes, it is. Can I help you?

My name is Jennifer Hart.

Is Mrs. Willis at home?

Uh... as a friend of the family,

I... I'm sure you'll understand.

Mrs. Willis is bereaved at the loss of her husband.

Seeing you at this time, well, I, uh...

I'm not sure I think it's advisable.

I understand.

I just... I-I wanted her to know

that if there was anything I could do to help...

Don't you think you've done enough, Mrs. Hart?

[♪♪]

Well, I'm, uh... I'm sorry.

WOMAN: Ron. Who was it?

Just a real estate lady asking about the house.

JENNIFER: He wouldn't even let me see her.

Well, maybe it's for the better.

All I wanted to do was explain what happened.

I feel like a criminal.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Darling, I... I wish you really

hadn't have gone over there alone.

Hi, there. This is for Mrs. Jennifer Hart.

She's not seeing anybody today.

Well, can you sign for her?

Sure, what do you got here?

Oh, I don't read 'em. I just deliver 'em.

Thanks.

I don't like the feel of it.

[CHUCKLES] So long.

[♪♪]

It's for you, Mrs. H. I signed for it.

Thanks, Max.

That looks like a legal document.

It is.

They're suing me.

They're what?

They're suing me for the wrongful death

of Martin Willis.

Wrongful death?

You mean, they're saying you whacked him out?

They certainly are.

And they're asking for $2 million

of compensation.

[♪♪]

CAMP: So what's the big emergency?

RESTON: I had an unexpected visitor today.

The police?

They're not asking any questions, are they?

No. No, not them. But we've got to be more careful.

I'm always careful.

Now, what are you talking about?

A man came by...

asking about Martin Willis.

What did you tell him?

To see you.

What?

Who was he?

Jonathan Hart.

You know him?

It was his wife we set up.

Well, I don't like this.

I can tell you that.

Don't worry.

[♪♪]

I've taken care of the Harts.

You won't be hearing from them again.

What makes you so sure?

I've given them something more important to think about.

Jonathan... oh, there you are.

I've been looking all over for you.

Oh, baby.

You feel as bad about this as I do, don't you?

Yes, I do.

You know, I've been thinking about that doctor.

Really? Willis' doctor?

Yeah, there's something funny about him.

Well, how do you know, darling? You've never even seen him.

I didn't have to.

I think I saw everything I needed to

in the waiting room.

What do you mean?

Well, when I walked in there, the patients were going

at those video games full steam.

Then when they saw me,

everyone seemed to take a turn for worse.

Do you think they were faking?

I don't know, but the interesting thing is,

they all look like they'd been in an accident.

Do you think that Reston's specialty is accidents?

I'd stake my collarbone on it.

How do we prove that?

Want to play doctor?

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

[MAN SNORING]

JENNIFER [WHISPERING]: Darling. The light's on.

Maybe we ought to get out of here.

JONATHAN: Now, that's the physical therapy room.

As long as we're here, let's check out the office.

[WHISPERING] Darling. These are the patients' files.

[SNORTS] [CLATTERING]

Here it is.

Look at that.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Someone's coming.

[GASPS]

[SIGHS]

Turn on the light.

Well, it's Dr. Reston.

The accident specialist.

Is he all right?

Yeah, he's alive.

I think he's drunk.

Come on, let's get out of here.

[♪♪]

JONATHAN: I wish I could have

at least come up with some solid evidence.

Right.

The next time I call, it won't be to turn myself in.

Goodbye, Lieutenant.

What happened?

He says we were lucky.

Lucky?

Well, we did go in uninvited. Breaking and entering?

Not to mention destruction of private property.

So why are we so lucky?

Reston thinks that someone was looking for drugs.

The lieutenant also made it very clear

that he didn't want us to be involved with police work.

He said if there's something going on, that we...

I know. We should leave up to the police.

Right.

So where do we go from here?

We go back to the scene of the accident.

Oh, Jonathan.

I don't want to go over all that again.

Darling... is there something

that you could, uh, think of

that might have happened before the accident.

Some detail that you've forgotten? [SIGHS]

Before the accident? Yeah.

I don't know. Let's see, um...

I was stopped for a red light.

Wait a minute.

You know, I... I, uh...

I think he was right next to me.

Yes, he was.

I remember he was awfully nervous

and there was a "for sale" sign in the side window.

In fact...

he cut in front of me when we were going up the hill.

That's how he got in front of me when we approached

the intersection where the accident happened.

We both stopped for a light,

then the light turned green.

He started up again and then he stopped

and I hit him.

That doesn't sound right, does it?

No, it doesn't.

Jonathan... do you think that maybe he...?

Yeah, I think he created the accident

in order to collect the insurance money.

But, darling...

we're being sued for $2 million because he died.

[FREEWAY BARKS] MAX: Here we are.

Freeway paid tribute to the lawn

and the lamppost.

That really deserves a double doggy treat, huh?

Yeah. Yeah, Max.

Feeling better, Mrs. H.?

Oh, yes, Max. Thank you. Much better.

She's feeling a lot better, Max.

It's you I'm worried about.

Me? Don't worry about me.

I never felt better in my life.

No, that, uh...

kink you've got in your neck.

Kink?

I got no kink.

[♪♪]

Oh.

[♪♪]

Service with a smile.

[CHUCKLES] We aim to please.

Oh, thanks.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Here you go.

Nice setup you got here.

Glad you like it.

Here's to you.

Ah.

It indicates here that you were hit

in a rear-end collision yesterday.

Yeah. Some guy nailed me real good.

So, what can we do for you?

Well, this buddy of mine told me

I shouldn't mess around with my insurance company.

He said if I saw a lawyer I'd be much better off.

If you know what I mean.

Tell me...

how did you happen to come to this office?

Your friend?

I called this guy my buddy suggested,

but he was out of town. On a seminar or something.

So my finger took a little trip through the yellow pages.

Your ad was the best.

It seemed to say just what I want to hear.

From what I've read here, you have a...

Appears you have a very strong case.

I see no problems.

So you can make it worth my while, huh?

I foresee no difficulties.

What we'll do first is start you on some medical treatment,

a little physical therapy.

I don't know about my doctor.

[CHUCKLES] A physician who works with me exclusively

on all my personal-injury cases.

He'll take good care of you.

I was wondering... Yes? Well, you see,

with this accident and all, I'm out a couple of bucks.

I mean, I had to rent a car, and, you know,

I took off time from work.

[♪♪] And you'd like a little advance?

Only if it's kosher. I don't want

to break the rules or nothing.

How much do you need?

How much can I get?

Depends on how hurt you want to be.

Oh, I'm hurt real bad.

[♪♪]

We're glad you could come over, Paul.

That's all right. My pleasure.

Besides, it's a nice change from city hall

and the, uh, public defender's office.

Hi, Jonathan.

Paul. How are you? Nice to see you.

Nice to see you.

So... what can I do for you two?

You, uh, have a traffic ticket

you want me to take care of?

Not exactly.

We need some information.

Sure. I'd be happy to help if I can.

Would you like a drink?

Yeah, I'd love one. Scotch, please.

You got it.

Have you heard of an attorney by the name of Ronald Camp?

Camp. Yeah.

Yeah, I've seen him around city hall... a lot.

He's a court-appointed attorney.

You know, what's when the defendant can't afford one

and the court assigns one.

It's every citizen's right.

What is Mr. Camp's specialty?

Criminal, mostly.

But just, uh, two-bit stuff. Thanks.

It's an easy way to build up your clientele.

What do you mean?

Well... chances are, the defendant's gonna get off.

I mean, if it's a first offense.

And chances are they're gonna get busted again.

They usually end up calling the guy who got 'em off.

Ron Camp keeps real busy.

You mean, most of his clients are petty thieves

and minor drug offenders.

Et cetera.

Say, look, you're not involved with him, are you?

Well, nothing we can't handle.

Oh? What'd you do,

run into the back-end of one of his clients?

[CHUCKLES] Why did you say that?

Oh, Camp handles a lot of PI on the side.

What... what does that mean?

Um, personal injury, isn't it?

Right. Yeah.

Well, he's an ambulance chaser.

It's the only way that kind of shyster

can make any kind of big bucks.

There's not much work involved in it.

[SIGHS]

Now you know who to blame your high insurance rates on.

Cheers.

[♪♪]

Here you are, darling. Thank you.

Hi, Mr. and Mrs. H.

Nice touch, don't you think?

What's that for, Max?

I saw that lawyer, Ronald Camp.

I mean, if I was really in an accident,

this is the way I'd wind up.

You want some coffee, Max? Oh, thanks.

What'd you find out?

Well, it was a real pain in the neck,

but I found out what you wanted.

When I was waiting, I listened to these other guys talking.

They all knew each other.

None of them worked. One of them was on probation.

Were they all rear-ended?

MAX: Yeah. All whiplash like me.

There's one thing I don't get it, Mr. H.

If Martin Willis was in on the scam...

what when wrong? Why'd he get it?

Because an accident only pays off

a few thousand dollars.

But accidental death...

Now, you're playing for really high stakes.

Darling, do you think that Mrs. Willis

was in on it all the time

and just got greedy?

Yeah, I think that could be a possibility.

Hey. Maybe this lady had a guy on the side, huh?

I think we ought to find that out, too.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Hello. Jonathan Hart.

Oh, yes, Lieutenant.

All right.

They got the preliminary autopsy report on Willis.

You think that somebody

tampered with the intravenous?

Yeah.

Okay. Um, yeah.

Thanks, uh, very much, Lieutenant. Bye. Appreciate it.

The night nurse said that, uh,

somebody moved the clip on the intravenous.

Their theory is that somebody took the IV apart,

put something in the drip,

and that, uh, fed into the system.

Certainly would be a good way

to poison somebody, wouldn't it?

Yeah. Well, there's nothing definite.

The cause of death remains the same.

Complications due to the accident.

[♪♪]

And me.

[♪♪]

The door's open. Oh.

Hello?

Maybe they're around back.

Let's check.

Uh, Mrs. Willis?

Oh. Hi there.

Hello, I'm, uh, Jonathan Hart.

Hello. This is my wife, Jennifer.

How do you do, Mrs. Willis? Pleased to meet you.

Um, what can I do for you?

Well, my wife, uh, is the person who was involved

in the accident with your husband.

And we'd like to talk to you about it.

Oh. You're... You're the lady, uh...

[SIGHS] I-I know you must feel

really badly about hitting Marty and...

I just don't even know what happened.

You don't?

No. A friend of mine

h-has been, uh, taking care of everything for me

and he wanted me to wait until I was feeling better.

Uh... [SIGHS] W-would you please sit down?

Thank you.

[SIGHS]

Look, uh...

you're just going to have to bear with me,

see, 'cause I... I haven't been myself lately.

And when I found out, I wanted to call you

and I wanted to let you know that...

I know that you weren't to blame or anything like that.

And I know that it was just an accident.

Thank you.

Mrs. Willis, if you think it was just an accident,

then, uh... why are you filing suit?

Suit? I... I don't know what you mean.

These are legal documents and they state

that you're filing a suit

against my wife for, uh, $2 million.

Two million dollars?

W-why would I do a thing like that?

Because of the accident.

Well, that's ridiculous.

I know that you didn't mean it.

And you really look like a very nice person.

She is. And it was a minor accident.

Look, I know a lot of people didn't think

that Marty was very good.

And I... I know he gambled. So what?

[SIGHS]

We had something that was very special.

I loved him.

And not even $100 million...

would make up for his being gone.

And the lawsuit?

I don't know anything about it.

[♪♪]

But... I think I might know who does.

Would that be Ron Camp?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Willis, but I'm afraid

your husband's last bet was thrown.

He didn't stand a chance of winning.

[♪♪]

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Yeah.

SECRETARY: Mr. Camp,

it's Louanne Willis on line 2.

Great.

Louanne. I was just gonna call you.

LOUANNE: Ron, is that you?

[CHUCKLES] Yes, of course it is.

Heh, where are you? It sounds like you're in a tunnel.

I've got you on my speakerphone.

Well, good. Because there's

something that I want to tell you,

and I don't care if the whole world hears it.

Good news?

What is this about legal suits

and wrongful deaths?

[♪♪]

Uh... uh, it's, uh... It's standard procedure

in a case like this.

What case?

Look, I don't appreciate your taking advantage of me

or trying to make a profit off of Marty's death.

Or taking advantage of those people.

Louanne, you don't understand.

I... I-I'm just looking after your best interest.

What interest?

You... and me.

With Marty gone, I thought we could...

[SCOFFS QUIETLY] Ron, I told you years ago

that you and I are finished.

And you didn't listen to me then

and I guess that you never heard me.

I married Marty because I loved him...

and because... he was good to me

and he made me laugh.

I mean, we had a really good thing.

And I thought you were my friend.

I am. I care about you.

That... that's why I'm doing all this.

Look, I just want you to give that $2 million back.

Wherever it came from, I don't want any part of it.

Furthermore, Ron, I don't want any part of you.

[♪♪]

[SIGHS] Mr. Camp,

I found something very interesting here.

I was making up the files, and you'll never believe this.

But you know that guy who came in here

with the rear-ender the other day? Max?

What do you want, Susan?

I'm trying to tell you, Mr. Camp,

he's the same person who signed

for Mrs. Hart when she was served.

Tell me...? Tell me what?

[SIGHS] Mr. Camp.

Look.

Yeah, yeah. They're signed.

[SIGHS]

Here's the signature

on the proof of service for Mrs. Hart.

Here's Max's signature on his client docket and liens.

[♪♪]

What?

Why didn't you show me this before?

They're the same.

I thought you'd never notice.

[SIGHS] I don't believe it.

Get me Dr. Reston on the phone right away.

And hold all my phone calls. I don't want to see anyone.

Uh, Mr. Camp... Right away!

[DOOR CLOSES]

[♪♪]

Yeah.

Well, the Harts' man, Max,

is waiting in the reception room.

Mm.

You leave me no choice, Ron.

I'll have to take care of him.

Well, I think we should celebrate.

I'm gonna call Lieutenant Grey

and tell him what we found out about Camp.

Darling.

Max has gone to the clinic for a treatment.

Gone to the clinic?

Dr. Reston's physical therapy

can be very hazardous to your health.

Let's get over there.

How you feeling, Max?

I think your therapy is beginning to help.

Oh, good.

Well, I have something for you.

It's, um, a muscle relaxer.

It'll ease out all that tenseness you've been feeling.

Help you along with your therapy.

I don't know if I need this, Doc.

Doctor's orders, Max.

Come on.

[♪♪]

That a boy, Max.

Let's get on the table.

Face down.

[♪♪]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

All right, Max, now, you just relax.

Gee, Doc, that feels real good.

Be back to check on you in about a half an hour.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Did you take care of him?

I gave him a tranquilizer.

You want a drink? No.

Well, I can use one.

We got about 20 minutes,

then he should be sleeping like a baby.

Do you have the stuff here?

[♪♪]

Yeah.

This should do the trick.

Are you sure it won't show up in his system?

It didn't in Marty, did it?

[SIGHS]

I... I thought...

I thought you'd do it this time.

This is as far as I go.

But... he's not even hooked up to an IV.

You can figure it out.

I got faith in you.

Let's get it over with.

You covered yourself, didn't you?

Death due to complication,

a result of which caused his heart to stop.

Lucky for you, they won't

hold that against you in a court of law.

[♪♪]

[♪♪]

He'll be out a while.

Yeah.

A lifetime.

Wait a minute.

You can't go in there.

Stop!

What's going on here?

That's what I'd like to know.

[GRUNTING]

Okay.

Ron, why don't you just give it up, huh?

[GRUNTING]

[♪♪]

JONATHAN: Watch it. Careful.

Was that meant for Max?

As they say...

innocent until proven otherwise.

What happened? I'll explain later.

Just my luck.

Looks like I slept through the best part.

Well, I'll tell you something, Max.

We're not ready for an instant replay.

[♪♪]

JENNIFER: Oh.

Oh. Ah. [WINCES]

Oh, darling.

[GRUNTING]

Do you think anxiety makes you accident-prone?

I think it's only a sprain. Oh.

Besides, your anxiety was over yesterday.

I think your timing's a little off.

Yeah, about three stairs.

Easy. Ouch!

[SIGHS]

Now, look... what we do...

is put your ankle up.

[GROANS]

Easy, easy, easy. Up like that.

Ooh.

Then we apply the ice to the injured area.

Do you have a license to practice?

I take any license I can get.

Now, the other thing is

you should slide down a little bit like that, see?

Relieves the stress on your back. [GRUNTING]

Now, put your arms around me, that's it.

Lean forward. But, darling,

it's my ankle that's hurt, not my back.

Oh.

Darling. Huh?

Sometimes these things creep up on you.

So I've noticed. Uh-huh.

You know, the most important thing...

is to make sure that the patient

is feeling comfortable.

Oh. Mm-hm.

Darling. Hm?

Do you think

that mouth-to-mouth is gonna help my sprain?

I've never lost an ankle yet.

Oh.

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