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The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn
Martin production.

Starring Carl Malden.

Also starring Michael Douglas.

With guest stars Robert Reed, Lyndon
Childs,

Shelley Novak.

Tonight's episode, The Honorable
Profession.

I'd also like a list of your latest
generic drugs that I'm always adding to

list. You're a doctor?

Yes, I am. Fine, I'll have a listen
back. I'll get them for you. All righty.

Don't move, Turk.

Empty it.

Here's that list, Doctor.

Check the back. See if there's any
drugs.

Give me one, Benny.

Easy on the onions this time. They kind
of cramp my style.

Besides, how can I taste all that grease
if you put the onions on?

All units, 27, 22 Bay Street.

Silent, 100, hold up alarm.

Code 2.

They're playing my song. Keep it warm,
Benny.

Will you hurry up?

Move it!

All units, 2722 Bay Street.

Silent 100, hold up alarm.

Code 2.

There's a couple of blocks in here.

Come on, move it.

Near wallet, turkey.

Slow. Real slow.

Come on, come on. Forget the drugs.
Let's get out of here.

Pull it right there.

You take care of these two.

All right. I'm a doctor.

Stay still. I'm getting my bag. I'll be
right back.

Let me get through here.

Don't try to get up. Don't try to get
up.

Lie still.

Don't move.

That's it.

Oh, man.

It hurts.

How bad is it, Mike?

Excuse me, let me show you.

Just a scratch. You're going to be okay.

Anybody ever tell you lying is a sin?
Let me look at it.

Emergency is the closest. Why don't you
give him a call and tell him to have an

OR open and plenty of plasma for a
transfusion. All right, Doctor.

Okay, he'll be turning on his side.

Is he going to be all right, Doctor?

Maybe. We can get him to the hospital on
time. I tell you, if you move those

people back and clear a path for an
ambulance, because when they get here,

got to move and move fast. Yeah.

All right, step back, everybody. Way
back. We want an ambulance to come

here. Way back.

Come on.

Everybody, get way back. Come on,
please.

How is he?

They just took him in.

What about those two punks? Booked them,
went back, tried to find the gun,

couldn't. Pharmacist is coming in and
trying to make a positive ID.

How is he, doctor?

Well, he's in good hands. They're doing
the best they can.

I'm sorry, Mr. Stone.

Lieutenant Stone, this is Inspector
Keller.

I'm going to have to have your name for
the report.

Holtfield. Arnold Holtfield.

Arnold Holtfield.

And, uh, what do we get in touch with
you? I'm on the staff at St. Agnes.

St. Agnes.

Would you excuse me? I have to check in.

Are you the police?

Yes, Lieutenant Stone with Inspector
Kelly.

Well, I'm sorry.

He's dead.

Would have taken a miracle.

Location of the wound.

Internal hemorrhaging.

I think he feels worse than we do.

Well, you must have seen something.

How tall were they? What was the color
of their hair? What kind of clothes were

they wearing? I was in the back of the
store, Lieutenant.

I came out, someone hit me from behind,
and when I hit the floor, I stayed.

Well, then you saw the shoes. What were
they? I don't know. All I could think

about was pushing that alarm button. She
sure had a lot of courage with him

standing right there. Oh, I'm not so
sure.

I think I rang that alarm because I was
afraid someone's going to hit me again,

and it hurts.

All right, thanks.

Oh, Lieutenant, I think the doctor got a
good look at them. He was standing out

there the whole time.

What doctor is this?

The one that took care of the officer
after he was shot. Find him. He told us

he's on the staff at St. Agnes. Tell him
I'll set up a lineup at his

convenience. Now, when do I get my
money?

How much was taken?

I ran that register tape on it. It's
$178 .23.

Yeah, that's about how much they had on
them.

I'm sorry, but I can't give it back to
you now.

Why not? It's my money.

We have to prove that they were the ones
that robbed your store or killed that

officer. Oh, they're the ones,
Lieutenant. You know it and I know it.

I asked you if you could identify them
and you said you couldn't.

We need proof.

It has to be proven to the satisfaction
of the court.

Now, when we find a witness, we'll call
you.

You ask that doctor and he'll... When
the doctor comes in, I'll let you know.

Thank you.

Okay. Thank you very much. Well, that's
funny.

What's funny?

I thought he said he's on the staff at
St. Agnes. He did.

I've got it in my notebook.

You were there when he told me.

Here it is.

Dr. Arnold Holtfield, St. Agnes. I
called the hospital. They have no Dr.

Holtfield registered there, and there's
none in the phone book either.

All right, check with the Board of
Medical Exchange.

Without that doctor, we don't have a
case.

I know.

Yeah, could I have a listing?

Hello, Mr. Morton.

Hello, Doctor. It's a beautiful day, Mr.
Schultz. Everybody says it's going to

rain. Thirty bodies complaining of
assorted aches and pains. And every

well, I'll bet it does rain.

Mrs. Travis inside?

Yeah, she's out in the garden. She's
expecting him. Oh, by the way, you

met the prodigal yet, have you?

Her boy.

He's a troublemaker.

Nothing but complaints.

Well, you get used to that in my line of
work, right?

appeared to get on in life by putting
his hands in his pocket and

the baker, who in his turn folded his
arms and stared at the grocer, who stood

at his door and yawned at the chemist.

Well, this is Valentine's Day. The
watchmaker, always pouring over a little

with a magnifying glass in his eye and
always inspected by a group in smocked

frock. How's my favorite teenage
patient?

Dr. Avery, I was beginning to think you
weren't coming today.

Well, I got caught in a little emergency
cross time. I came as soon as I was

free. Oh.

Oh, Doctor, I'd like to have you meet my
son, Hank.

Your son? Well, I wasn't aware.

I'm very aware of you, Doctor. My mother
talks about you all the time.

Quite highly.

Hank lives in Phoenix.

He just flew in for a visit.

Well, far be it for me to interrupt a
family reunion.

But I didn't want to drop off these
pills.

My mother's very fortunate to have a
physician who's willing to make house

calls. I thought your breed was all but
extinct.

Oh, there are a few of us dinosaurs
left.

Besides... Favorite patients deserve
favorite privileges.

I tell you, I'm a little behind
schedule.

Why don't you let me run along and then
I'll get back to you next week.

I'll walk you out. Okay.

Don't let me hear about you playing any
touch football while I'm not here.

I've got spies in this place.

You have my word.

Bye -bye.

No, I've never been to Phoenix, so I've
flown over it a number of times.

Well, Mr. Travis, nice meeting you.

Doctor, I'd like to have a little talk
with you later in private, if you don't

mind. Well, if it's about your mother's
condition... Actually, it's the

treatment of my mother's condition that
I'd like to discuss with you.

As I'm sure you can understand, I became
curious about the kind of medication

that you've had my mother on. So I took
one of her pills to a private lab and I

had it analyzed.

Friends of mine have warned me about the
kind of people who prey on the elderly

and the infirm, especially the wealthy
ones.

Naturally, I wouldn't want my mother to
fall into the hands of a charlatan.

I mean, I could go to the authorities,
but I don't really want to do that

I have to.

It would upset Mother, and she does
think so very highly of you. So if we

have that little private consultation
later at your convenience, I'd certainly

appreciate it.

Why don't you drop by my office?

About three this afternoon.

That's my card, and there's the address.

Good. I'll be there.

I do hope we can come to some mutual
understanding, Doctor.

After all, we both want what's best for
my mother, don't we?

No, Lieutenant. I never saw the man
before in my life.

I didn't think anything of it. I don't
know every doctor in this town.

Well, we checked with the Board of
Medical Advisors.

They say there is no Dr. Holtfield in
San Francisco.

Well, maybe he isn't from San Francisco.
He said he was on his staff at St.

Agnes.

Look, why don't you tell me exactly what
you want to know? What I want to know

exactly is, was he killed by the bullet
or by the kind of medical treatment he

got after he was wounded?

He was very badly wounded, Lieutenant.

Don't tell me I know he was very badly
wounded.

But let me put it to you this way.

If that police officer had been shot and
fallen directly onto the operating

table, we might have been able to save
him.

I say might have been able to save him.

Anyway, that doctor of yours did a hell
of a good job.

Well, if he did such a good job, why did
he give us a phony name?

Well, maybe he was afraid somebody was
suing for malpractice.

No, no, that doesn't work in this state,
and you know it. We've got the good

Samaritan law. Any doctor that gives
first aid at the scene of an emergency

not liable for a malpractice suit.

Well, then maybe I ought to meet all my
patients at the scene of the accident.

Oh, look, I don't know.

Maybe he is an imposter.

I couldn't swear to it, and I couldn't
testify to it.

But there is that chance.

I mean, anything's possible, right?

That's right.

Well, okay, if, uh...

You'll excuse me. I have some patients
to take care of.

Phony doctor.

Why would any guy pull a stunt like
that?

And I let him. Oh, come on. You can't
blame yourself.

Well, he seemed to know what he was
talking about, what he was doing. He's

phony. He's hiding under some rock
somewhere. Yeah, and we've got to find

He's our only witness.

And I want him for personal reasons. I
put a call in the Chicago offices of the

EMA. If there ever is a Dr. Holfield
registered, they'll find him and we'll

him. We'd better get him.

Stephen Holtfield, M .D., 1912, 1972.

Well, that tells us one thing. At least
our imposter, he didn't pick any name

from random. He picked somebody who
wouldn't be around to challenge him.

The VR guy knew Holtfield.

He could have been a patient or
something.

Also, I had the AMA check on his widow's
address. She moved after he died.

Some way to go, Mike.

Called himself a doctor. Walked right in
and took over right there in front of

me. Still taking yourself over the poles
and that sort of thing? Well, when I

was a kid, there were two kinds of
people who were taught to respect and to

trust.

Priests and doctors.

So what happened to the cops?

No, priests and doctors have built -in
respect. Cops got to earn it.

Very impressive, doctor.

Very impressive credentials.

All the proper medical schools.

In this age of the hypochondriac
business must be booming, huh?

There's still enough physical maladies
to keep us all busy, Mr. Travis.

I don't think you're really here to
discuss the state of the medical

No, I'm not. I believe I told you I had
these little pills analyzed. Is this

what you prescribe to combat those real
physical maladies?

Sugar?

Mr. Travis, it's a placebo.

And we sometimes find it psychologically
beneficial in the treatment of patients

for whom there is no medical
alternative.

For whom there are no cures.

Yes.

In other words, my mother is dying and
you're not really doing anything to

are you?

Why this sudden concern for your
mother's well -being? I mean, I've been

doctor for a number of years. What else
have you been?

I don't think I understand that.

Really?

This is a copy.

of a codicil to my mother's will, naming
you as a beneficiary to the tune of $20

,000.

I didn't know anything about this.

I'll bet you didn't.

I don't want her money.

I'll ask her to take me out of her will.
No, no, no.

I don't want you to do that. As a matter
of fact, I want you to have the money.

Because you're going to earn it, Doctor.

Every penny of it.

You know, when I first saw this, I got
really very angry. That's when I decided

to check up on you just to find out what
kind of a ghoul you really are.

Would you like to know what I found out
about you?

You're not a real doctor at all.

You're a phony, a fake, an imposter.

You know something? I'd rather admire
that.

Because I'm a very unscrupulous person
myself, and I just have a feeling

that between the two of us, we're going
to make crime pay.

$20 ,000 for you, $80 ,000 for me.

What are you talking about?

Doctor, my mother is in terrible pain. I
want you to put an end to her

suffering.

the police the American Medical
Association the newspapers it's strictly

you doctor I want you to understand that

I need more time. I understand
perfectly.

I understand perfectly.

I'll be in touch with you, Doctor.

And, Doctor, I just know you're going to
make the right decision.

Absolutely not. My mind's made up.

You can use the money for...

Whichever medical charity you favor,
that decision is yours.

But Hank is not getting it.

My son has been perched like a vulture
for almost a year.

Before my sickness, I didn't even hear
from him for ten years.

So now he's divorced and... he's lost
his job.

And he's here looking for an easy ride.

Well, he's not getting one from me.

I'd rather you'd consulted me about
this. I mean, if you'd only told me what

were planning.

I mean, you have to know how I felt
hearing it from him.

You see, you've placed me in a very
awkward position, a doctor in a

will.

I... I'm a sick old woman.

And you've made me feel happy.

Oh, I'm not senile.

I'm responsible for my actions.

And there's nothing that you can say
that's going to make me change my mind.

All right, mother.

Don't you worry about it. I'll take care
of everything.

And I'm being paged.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Yes, it's Dr. Avery. You have a phone
call for me?

Right, thank you.

Here you go.

Now, don't neglect those exercises we
taught you and give us a call anytime,

even if you think it's false slavery.

Bay Street Free Clinic, Angie speaking.

Well, Doc Avery, just the miracle man we
need around here right about now.

What, you swamped again, are you? You
better believe it. Flew epidemic

the city. Not to mention the usual
assortment of ills and catastrophes.

Say, listen,

you don't suppose you could spare a
couple of hours tomorrow morning that

going to have his hands full?

All right, I'll be there about 9 o
'clock.

I thought that went out with Boss and
Neato.

Yeah, well, I'm a one -woman restoration
committee for the subcultures lingo.

See you.

Eddie, help will be here in the morning.
Doc Avery.

Old Doc's stuff shirts, huh?

Well, I'll say one thing for him. At
least he cares.

You're ready to do.

I don't know, the ears don't look right
to me. Work on the lobes a little more,

will you? I got that one, yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, thank you very much.

Well, I got the word on Holtfield's
widow.

That's a little better. She kept the
same name. She's living up in San

Does this look all right to you now?

Yeah, it looks good. Maybe the eyebrows
are a little bushier. Let's work on

that.

When he has this finished, I will have
some of them made up, distribute them to

the hospital, clinics, medical centers.

And send one down to Bunko, will you?

Might as well cover all bases.

I'll go up to San Rafael and talk to his
widow.

No, you won't.

I'll do that.

I'll talk to Mrs. Holtfield.

I'll have these made up.

And, listen, you circulate these.

Why don't you go home and get some
sleep?

You've earned it.

I've earned it. What are you going to
do?

Rank has its privileges.

Yeah, we never heard that before.

Good evening, Doctor.

Listen, we have to stop meeting each
other like this. I had to talk to you.

Did you do it?

I can't.

You don't have any choice.

And once it's done, you don't have
anything to worry about, not even from

Obviously, I can't go to the police
because we're co -conspirators in a

Look at it as a mercy killing it.
That'll make you feel any better.

Mr. Travis.

I can't take a human life.

You've got 24 hours, Doctor.

If it isn't done by tomorrow night, I'm
going to ruin you. Do you understand

that?

I'm going to ruin you.

24 hours.

Excuse me, sir. What was your name?

How is he?

Got killed in sleep.

No, he didn't move the whole time.

Oh, Arlen.

Fred Arlen.

And you saw the accident?

No, I heard it.

You know that sound when the brakes lock
up and the tires squeal and you kind of

hold your breath until it stops? Or the
titty of that thud and the crash of

glass? Would you hear the thud? Yeah, as
soon as I heard it, I knew somebody had

bought it.

I ran over and I saw this guy checking
the body.

and then he ran to his car and took off.

Could you identify that man?

No, it's too dark.

What about the color of the car?

Late model, green Ford.

Oh, I got part of the license number.

That's it, L .E.? I just got the last
two letters.

Sure hope that ink's washable.

My wife's going to kill me.

Thank you very much.

Mrs. Holtfield?

Elaine Holtfield?

Yes? I'm Lieutenant Stone, San Francisco
Police Department.

I'd like to talk to you for a minute, if
I may.

Oh. Please.

All right. Please come in, Lieutenant.

Thank you.

The late Dr.

Holtfield was your husband, wasn't he?

Yes. I want to apologize for the time. I
know it's very late, but...

We're trying to track down a man who's
using your husband's name.

What do you mean?

Well, he's calling himself a doctor, Dr.

Holtfield.

You mean somebody's impersonating my
husband? Yes.

Please come in, Lieutenant.

Why would anyone do such a thing? Who
would?

I was hoping you would tell me.

I have a police sketch of the man I'd
like you to take a look at. There.

There must be some mistake.

Do you recognize him?

Well, this is Peter, Peter Callahan.

Who's Peter Callahan?

He lived with us for almost two years,
Lieutenant.

He was going to college on a
scholarship, working part -time after

assistant for my husband.

Arnold was very impressed with his
initiative and took a personal interest

the boy.

So finally, we took him in as a boarder.
He was Arnold's good right arm. He was

invaluable.

Well, what about his parents?

Oh, I'm afraid they were both dead,
Lieutenant.

He was orphaned when he was just a
child.

His parents both died tragically within
a few months of each other. His father

is the result of a car accident and his
mother in childbirth.

Did he feel the doctors were responsible
for his parents' death?

Oh, no, on the contrary.

If he was ever bitter, it was because he
thought there were too few good doctors

to go around.

When was the last time you saw him?

1961, when he went to medical school.

Medical school?

That's right.

Which one?

The University of Pennsylvania.

My husband's alma mater.

That was what Peter wanted. It was
everything he wanted in the world.

Arnold said he'd never seen anyone so
passionately devoted to any one singular

pursuit as Peter was to becoming a
doctor.

I hope he made it.

Maybe he did.

Maybe he thinks he did.

All the content in the bloodstream.

Good morning, Peter.

No sign of intoxication.

And so presumably a sober man would have
reacted in time and gotten out of the

way of the car. Is that right?

Be okay, Bernie.

Thanks a lot.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I thought you were going to go home
after I left you last night. So did I.

The city never sleeps.

A new case?

Yeah, hit and run with a new... twist.

After the driver hit the guy, he made
sure he was dead before he ran.

Probably some boozer with a guilty
conscience.

Yeah, could be.

Anyway, I'm gonna get cleaned up and
I'll notify the next of kin.

How'd you do that doctor's widow?

Well, I found out that this imposter's
face has a name.

Peter Callahan.

We're gonna find out more when the
University of Pennsylvania Medical

returns my call.

Were you lucky circulating these?

Uh, I haven't done it yet.

You know, it's before 8 o 'clock.

Well, now, you know that we can only
hold those killers for 48 hours without

charges?

I know that, yeah.

All right.

All right, I'll take a batch of them and
circulate them myself.

I'll start with Harvard Emergency.

Nick? Roll up your sleeve, please.

I have this, sweetheart.

Dr. Dunn?

Yeah?

Did he say what the operation was for?

For what?

Did you talk to another doctor, Mr.
Prescott?

Well, before you let anybody start
cutting on you, I suggest you talk to

doctor and get another medical opinion.

Well, then come on down here. I'll give
you my opinion.

No, no, no, no, no. Don't worry about
that. It won't cost you a penny.

Yeah, that will be a welcome change,
won't it? You bet.

Goodbye, Mrs. Prescott.

The butcher strikes again.

Don't let that penicillin shot get
infected, Maria.

Can I talk to you, Dr. Dunn? Oh, you're
not going to start something over with

just a cup of coffee with you. Well, I
don't think I have time right now. I

think you've got time.

Doctor?

Now, don't anybody get healthy. I'm
coming right back.

I would appreciate it if you'd be a
little more circumspect

in your references to other doctors.

What exactly are you talking about?

Talking about your telephone call.

Some knife -happy butcher out there
wants to take that lady's plumbing out.

And I think he's got her convinced it'll
solve all her problems.

Just what are her problems, doctor?

Well, I don't exactly know, but I don't
think an operation's a solution.

Don't you think maybe you ought to find
out before you start your character

assassination?

I don't need to know the patient.

I already know the doctor.

Would you like to know how many
hysterectomies he's performed in the

No. Particularly, I don't keep score on
my fellow physicians.

Well, maybe you should. Maybe you
should.

He single -handedly has performed more
hysterectomies than the entire staff

combined. The man is cutting his way to
fame and fortune.

He may also have saved a lot of lives.

You can't save the world with a knife,
no matter how you use it.

All right, Doctor.

You're entitled to your opinion. I'm
just merely asking you to be careful how

you express it.

I mean, this man has obviously worked
long and hard to get where he is.

then he must do whatever it is he does
very well or he wouldn't be allowed to

operate. Now, if you think he's doing
something dishonest or illegal, I

you put your reputation where your mouth
is and you bring him up on charges

because until you're willing to do that,
you'd be better off by giving him the

respect you would offer.

Nobody is due respect.

He doesn't come with a diploma.

Let me tell you something, Dr. Dunn.

Any man...

Who takes the Hippocratic Oath. I mean
any man who dedicates his life to the

sick and the desperate and the dying.
Any man who spends his life trying to

alleviate pain and suffering. That man
deserves your respect.

It is due.

And it's payable.

At least while you're around me.

a coffee, doctor.

You

all

right, Eddie?

Oh, yeah. Bye.

Do me a favor, would you, Angie?

Next time you think about scheduling me
and the Angel of Mercy, don't.

Loved about ten years ago.

He showed me an airplane ticket he'd
just bought, and he said goodbye.

Just as abruptly as that.

Well, this was just as abrupt.

But he didn't get a chance to say
goodbye.

Anything I can do.

Anything.

Is she taking it badly?

Well, I guess as well as can be
expected.

Does she have anybody that can give her
some kind of sedative?

Yes, yes, she has a private physician,
Dr.

Avery. If he isn't in his office, I can
reach him through his service.

His service?

Well, that's right.

They'll page him if he can't be reached
by telephone.

May I use your phone for a minute? Sure.
Thank you.

We've got to call that doctor.

All right, I will.

Come on now, don't give me a hard time,
girls. Huh?

Think back.

You didn't see him at all.

Well, he was familiar enough with this
hospital to have the ambulance sent

Surgical ward nurse Reed.

You sure he wasn't here?

As a matter of fact, he's right here
now.

For you, Lieutenant.

Thanks.

Stone. Yes, me, Mike.

I never would have known.

I always can tell when you're getting
tired.

Is that what you called to tell me?

Now listen, when we were talking to
Callahan, he was paged and you had to go

the phone, remember?

Yeah, I remember.

has a list of its clients, when they
were paid, and when they answered the

Yeah, that's right.

Right, so that we know exactly... When
Callahan was paid, it would make our job

a lot easier.

Yeah, just hold on.

Miss? Yes?

Would you check the report for the exact
time of death of Officer Cirilla, Peter

Cirilla? Yes, sir. That's good thinking,
Steve.

The minute I get the report, I'll come
down to the office. This is Miss Reed.

I'll be there in about a half hour. Do
give me the exact time of death of

Officer Peter Cirilla. I'll hold.

That's right. C -I -U -R -I -L -A.

That's all. Thank you.

And thank you.

Lieutenant, you forgot this.

No, I'm going to leave that here with
you.

If you see anyone that resembles this,
you just give me a call.

All right. Here, let me give you my
card.

He looks harmless enough to me. I mean,
he has the kind of face you'd want to

trust.

Like a doctor's face.

Nice to see you, Sally.

Yes, well, would you check your records,
please? No, his name's Holtfield.

Holtfield, right.

Well, don't you keep a list of calls
received?

Right, well, this man received one
around 12 .30 and phoned in for his

soon after that.

Yes, I'll wait, yes.

I was wrong about the answering service.
There's over 50 of them in the Bay

Area.

Listen, this came for you.

University of Pennsylvania, rundown in
Callahan.

Says here Peter R. Callahan dropped out
after only two years in 1963.

Insufficient funds.

At least it wasn't because he was
incompetent.

Hey, Steve? Yeah? I've got an operator
here with a record of a page at 1228.

That's the fifth one so far.

Yes, would you spell that last name,
please?

A -V -E -R -Y.

First name Martin.

And his address?

Avery. I told you that before, Avery.

Not on this case, no.

Yeah, I guess.

Yes, operator, I'm still waiting, yeah.

Hiya, gorgeous.

Hi, Doc.

Is this the chart on 317?

Yeah.

My goodness, what are you doing with the
portrait of the Angel of Mercy?

Who? Dr. Avery here. You gonna frame
this and hang it in the lobby?

You know him?

Sure, we spent time together down at the
pre -clinic. Why?

The police were here looking for him.
They think he could be some kind of a

witness to a crime.

I'd better notify the lieutenant.

Maybe Avery's at the clinic. I'll give
him a ring.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'm sorry. I'm afraid I'm going to have
to leave. But, Doctor, some of these

people have been waiting all morning.
It's an emergency. I'm sorry.

Thank you very much.

We'll put everything back the way we
found it.

At least we know he went to some good
schools.

Yes,

he sure did. He went to a lot of good
schools.

Look at this, Mike. He's our man.

Medical school diplomas, all under
different names.

Simple, putting press forgeries.

Want a different name? Boom, you got a
different diploma.

Raymond Faraday, John Hopkins
University.

Dr. William M. Debner, class of 1968.

He's even got the stationery and
correspondence to go with every name.

He wanted so bad to have what he
couldn't have and what he couldn't be.

Wait a minute.

The codicil of the will of Mrs. Martha
Travis.

She was the one whose son was killed by
the hit -and -run driver?

That's where I heard that name.

He's her personal physician, and now
he's a beneficiary of her will.

He may be a good man, but right now he's
turned homicidal.

Murder for profit?

No, not this man. Not what we know about
him.

Could be finding out about the real Dr.
Avery.

Yeah, Bill, Steve.

Listen, run a license check on Dr.

Avery, will you?

Right, Mark.

Yeah, maybe physicians' plates, maybe
not. Anyway, I'll hang on. I may want to

put out an APB.

Doctor, I've been trying to reach you
all morning.

It's Mrs. Travis.

You gave her this number in case of
emergency.

I'm sorry, Mr. Schultz. I'm leaving town
for a while.

But, Doctor, this is an emergency.

I'm sorry.

Hold on. I'll refer you to another
doctor.

Another doctor?

Well, you know better than that. She'd
never see one.

Doctor, don't you understand? I think
Mrs. Travis may be dying.

562 -I -L -E.

All right, that checks what the witness
said. You got an address on him?

Right, send out an all -points bulletin.
Also, send somebody over to the house

to pick him up.

Yeah, okay. Oh, uh, Steve, hold on for a
second.

A call came in just a few minutes ago
from Harbor Emergency.

A doctor there, I had need your
composite of Callahan of Dr. Martin

Now, the doctor also tipped Callahan.

He knows he's wanted.

Yeah, I'll bet he knows he's wanted. All
right, send the units over to that

house anyway. We're on our way to the
Kingston Manor.

I told the manager to call Mrs.

Travis's doctor.

He said we should already be there.

Why? Why are you leaving when I need you
most? I wouldn't do that, Martha. I

wouldn't do that. That's why I'm here.

I want you to see Dr. Dunn. I want him
to familiarize himself with your case.

That way, if anything comes up and I
have to leave, I'll have someone to go

All right?

I'll call an ambulance and take you to
the hospital.

I don't want to see Dr. Dunn. I want
you. I know you and I trust you.

Well, maybe if you knew me a little
better, you'd trust me a little less.

You mean because you aren't really a
doctor?

Hank told me when he found out that I'd
altered my will.

I thought it might change my mind.

He never did understand me.

Of course, I guess I didn't understand
him too well either.

You see, I know what's wrong with me,
Martin.

I've got a bad case of old age.

You can't cure it.

Nobody can.

But at least you care.

Now there has to be somebody who cares.

Those other doctors I had before you,
they were all so busy and sufficient,

not one of them really cared like you.

So you see, even if you weren't doing me
any good, you weren't doing me any

harm. So I just closed my eyes to the
truth.

I guess that I always knew that

you might have to leave sooner or later.

I just want you to know that it's you
I'm grateful to, Martin.

Not what you are.

what you want to be, what you think you
are.

Mrs. Travis, I'll take you to the
ambulance.

You'll be fine.

I know you've been looking for me, and
I'm ready to go.

I am under arrest. I'm afraid so.

I guess that concludes my business.

All right, that's all right.

Get the oxygen from the ambulance.

Give me the bag.

Go up her sleeve.

There's no alcohol in swabs if you douse
her arm.

You're going to be all right.

But you're not going to play any tennis
for a while.

Well,

I knew that officer didn't stand much of
a chance, but I didn't walk away and

not try. Well, the doctor at the
hospital said you did quite a job.

I tried.

Well, that's all you can do.

I'm sorry I caused all this trouble,
Lieutenant.

You're lucky you're not in a lot more
trouble.

When the hit -and -run driver sobered
up, he turned himself in to the police.

Dr.

Avery, huh?

I'm afraid you're going to have to give
up your practice, Doctor.

Well, I talked to Dr. Dunn about that.
He's going to take over for me.

Have you heard anything about Mrs.
Travis?

Yeah, her condition's stable.

She's asking for you.

Well, I'll stop by and see you on my way
back to the office.

On my way home.

I want you to do me a favor first.

I want you to take a look at Alina and
see if you can identify those two punks

who killed Officer Cirillo.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I've got a good long look at her.
Come on, follow me.

You seem to have sort of a natural
affinity for helping people.

Gets me into a lot of trouble.

Did you ever think about becoming a
paramedic? At my age?

I don't think there's any age limit for
helping people, do you?

Thank you.