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Max, Paulie. No, I'm still here at this
Nirvana health joint.

But you're not going to believe what I
saw this afternoon.

You know that little weasel who was
supposed to testify against me?

Get this.

He works here.

Ain't fate grand or what.

I want you and Harry to get down here
ASAP and take care of it.

Hmm? Have you got the cash?

This is everything I have.

You can trust me.

You know that, don't you?

Are you sure about this?

You're not in over your head.

You'll see when I triple your money in
48 hours.

This better not be a con, Chet. Hey,
don't you trust me?

No.

But everyone's entitled to a weakness,
hmm?

Gotta go.

Opportunity calls.

There it is. See it? Yeah.

Damn it.

Metacarpal.

He's supposed to play in the varsity
finals tomorrow.

He's not going to can it by any chance,
is he?

Jack, there's somebody waiting to see
you. Yeah, where?

Across the hall.

All right. I'm going to take him up to
orthopedics, okay?

You want me to give him the bad news?

Nah, he's my patient. I got it. I'll
just tell him that girls go nuts for

with cancer on their arms. Oh, that'll
cheer him up.

To be fair, tell him I'm waiting. I'll
be there in five minutes. Sure. Thanks.

Excuse me.

Hey, Chet, man, don't play.

What's going on?

It's been years.

How you been, all right? Fine, fine. Is
this a bad time?

No, actually, I'm due to go on a lunch
break.

You want to go?

Beautiful. Hey, Mark, look who's here.

Chet. Dr. Sloan. How are you? I'm great.
How are you?

Amanda Bentley. This is Chet Brooks.

How do you do? Nice to meet you. What
brings you here?

I was in town. I just thought I'd stop
by.

Listen, we're going to grab a bite to
eat back in about an hour, okay?

Great. Good to see you, Chet.

Chet was a former classmate of Jack's.
Briefly.

So he didn't graduate?

No. Bright, but one of those kids, he
just couldn't stay with us somehow.

Squeamish. Fainted a lot.

Well, like you used to do.

That was just the one time.

Was that just once? I wish you'd forget
about it.

Mark, are you all right? Well, I'm just
stiff.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Can I help you?

We're just looking.

Just looking.

Oh, are you looking for someone?

Is that a problem?

Well, no, I just thought if you were
looking for someone, I could probably

you.

We're looking for a friend.

A friend, okay.

Um, Mark, maybe they don't understand.

Let me try.

We'll have a touch.

Hello, gentlemen.

I'm Dr. Bentley, and this is Dr. Mark
Sloan. He's the head of internal

Now, his offer to help you, aside from
being very generous, is not a multiple

choice.

Either you accept it or we'll have
security throw your ponytail butts out

here.

Thanks anyway.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Listen,

Jack, now, you can say no, okay? But I
need a place to stay for a couple of

days. What?

Jack, give me the chicken and mashies,
thanks.

What are you talking about? I thought
you and Lori were getting married.

so did I. She changed her mind.

Otherwise, I'd stay with her.

Chad, are you in some kind of trouble?

Give me a break, huh?

Hi, may I need a place to crash?

You got it, no problem. Thanks.

Just, uh, I got one word of advice for
you. Yeah?

Don't drink the coffee.

Gee, your neck feels like ten miles of
bad road.

I sure hope all those doctors you filled
in for today appreciate you.

They'd do the same thing for me if I got
hit with that flu epidemic.

Yeah, except you'd never ask them.

Hey, Doc.

Hi. I hear you're taking a long weekend.

Yep. Any plans?

None. I'll be checking in every couple
hours.

That's exactly what I'm worried about.
You checking in instead of checking out.

You know, the stress is showing.

I'll get a good night's sleep. I'll be
fine.

Oh.

Hello.

Some VIPs are coming to time study the
changes I've implemented here at the

hospital. If approved, it could mean
major kudos for you, the staff, and

I'd like you to accompany them and
answer any questions they might have.

Why can't you answer the questions,
Norman? Because they won't be here.

Black?

Enjoy. I have that damn convention in
Miami.

You think you could do it, Mark? Sure,
Norman.

Thank you, amigo.

I knew I could count on you. Oh, by the
way, where's Dr. Stewart?

He's out to lunch with a friend.

Oh, far be it for me to interrupt his
social life.

Thank you.

I don't believe him. Well, I couldn't
lie.

People have to eat.

Not about Jack.

About you.

You cover for Briggs. You cover for
everyone.

You're always on call.

Mark, you need to take time for you.

He's just trying to be super doc.

When's the last time you said no to
someone?

When's the last time you asked for a
raise?

Look, I'll take care of Briggs VIPs,
okay?

This weekend, you stay at home, have
some hot chocolate.

Hey, why don't you watch your Laurel and
Hardy collection?

That's a good idea.

Hi.

Now tell me what's really been going on.

Well, ever since dropping out of med
school, I've been hustling around.

Made a lot of money.

Lost a lot of money.

Hung out with some wise guys in Detroit.

Had to split from there. I wound up at
the health resort. I, uh...

Got in over my head there, so I'm moving
on.

Never learn, do you? Always hustling
somebody.

Like you're hustling me. Hey, Jack.

I swear I have always been straight with
you, huh?

Uh, this is for you.

This is... If anything happens to me,
this will tell you why.

I knew it. Man, Chet, you're in trouble.

Look, I got a friend of mine in the
police force. It's Dr. Sloan's son,

I think we should talk to him. Tell him
what?

That I think someone's after me? What
can he do?

Your bag is ringing.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Now.

It's 115.

All right, all right, hold on.

good news uh i gotta go meet somebody i
don't have any wheels

and you want to borrow mine it's only
going to take an hour i

promise you doctor's garage first level

purple vet beautiful you're a lifesaver
jack this could solve all my problems

all right yeah i'll be there good

Listen, can you stow this for me?
Absolutely.

Thanks. However, I have two conditions.

You have to pick me up in one hour after
my fifth is over.

I'm going to go out for a couple of
beers.

Beautiful. I'll buy.

I know that. That's my second condition.

I'm going to need the suture kit and
some 3 -0 nylon, all right, Lynn?

Thanks. Don't worry about a thing, my
friend. We'll give you a couple of

stitches. You'll be as good as new.

And, Lynn, some smelling salts.

Mark, Chet borrowed my car.

He said he'd be gone for an hour and
pick me up when he got back.

That was three hours ago.

You know, Chet, they're not exactly
dependable.

Dr. Sloan.

Hi, Steve.

I'm afraid I've got some bad news, Dad.

We just found Jack's car overturned and
in flames at the bottom of a hill.

Steve, that's terrible.

What happened? They just found your car
at the bottom of some ravine.

What? It's dead alive? Steve, Jack is
here with me. He's not in the car.

Oh, thank God.

Then who was?

I think it was Jack's friend.

Chet.

The driver of the vehicle was alone. We
found his wallet next to the car.

Chet Brooks?

Is that your friend?

Yeah.

How did this happen? There was nothing
wrong with my car.

Have the guys check it, Bill.

Bumper to bumper.

Not much left, but we'll do it.

I owe you one.

Steve, somebody messed with my car.

What makes you think that?

Because Chet was in trouble.

He thought somebody was after him.

You say who?

Maybe somebody where he worked.

He said he wrote it all down in a little
black book and gave it to me.

Left it at the hospital.

Well, get it to me as soon as you can,
will you?

In the meantime, we'll check out the
car. If there's anything suspicious,

let you know.

Okay. Thanks.

You believe one of these people at the
spa wanted to kill Chet?

Chet believes that. Mark and, you
know...

Chet wasn't a paranoid guy.

I mean, he didn't believe in worrying
about anything.

Even when he should have.

Nirvana. What's that?

The spa where he worked.

Nirvana. It's a spiritual state.
Paradise. Heaven.

Are you okay?

No.

I should have stopped him, Mark. You
know, I should have gone with him.

You couldn't stop him, you know that.

Yeah, I guess.

Why don't you go home and get some
sleep? I'll call you tomorrow.

All right. You need a ride?

No, I got a rental. Thanks.

Okay. All right, bye.

Bye.

You guys want something?

Where is he? Yeah, where is he?

Oh, Chet.

He's not here.

Last time.

Where is he?

He's at the morgue.

They killed in a car accident a couple
hours ago.

The case is closed?

Officially, it's been ruled an accident.
And you're buying that?

Well, they said that the brake line
snapped, and that's why there were no

marks. Oh, they are full of it, Steve. I
mean, come on. There's no way those

brake lines snapped. The car was brand
new.

Somebody did something to him. Look,
Jack, I believe you. It's just we got

nothing to go on.

Chet's book only had four names, and
they don't prove anything.

Hey, what's going on? Well, how do you
explain those two gorillas last night?

What was that, a coincidence?

What two gorillas?

There was a welcoming committee waiting
for me outside the hospital last night.

What'd they look like?

Two pretty tall guys.

One guy had a ponytail.

The other one had goatee, blonde hair.

Both were in sunglasses.

I know exactly who you're talking about.
Those two were here yesterday afternoon

looking for a friend.

Did Chet leave anything else behind?

Yeah, just a little overnight bag, but I
went through it. There was nothing.

All right, look, when you get off, why
don't you come down to the precinct and

look through some mug shots? Maybe you
can recognize these guys.

Oh, and bring that bag. I'd like to look
through that myself.

All right, I'll be there.

See ya.

Is Dad around?

He has the long weekend off.

Yeah, so?

Where is he? Doing his rounds? Doing
paperwork?

No, really, Steve. He has the long
weekend off.

He's in emergency, right?

I'll check emergency. Where is
emergency?

Dr. Bentley.

It's Briggs.

Have you seen Dr. Stewart?

Yeah, he's just finishing up his rounds.

Let me ask you again, Dr. Bentley.

Where's Dr. Stewart?

I don't believe it. Why doesn't anyone
believe me?

Is anyone listening?

Hello? I know that I'm talking, you see,
because my lips are moving.

I'm trying to give people information
they don't want to hear. I don't even

why I bother. I really don't.

One more time around.

That's it.

Look at good.

Do I get those D's up?

That's your weekend itinerary, Dr.
Sloan.

That'll be 9 o 'clock a .m., water
aerobic, 10 a .m., jazzercise, 11 a .m.,

power walk, and in the afternoon,
ballistic stretching, tai chi.

When do we eat here?

You'll be on a special juice fast.

Carrot, spinach, grapefruit.

We're taking meals through a straw.

You know, I approve of good nutrition,
but as long as I have my own teeth, I'd

like to have something to sink them
into.

We'll make sure to include plenty of
pulp.

I saw those guys when I came in. How
long have they been jogging?

Since breakfast.

Since breakfast?

Would you like to join them?

I'll join them for lunch.

Dr. Sloan.

Why exactly have you come to Nirvana?

Well, actually, my lady friend suggested
I needed some rejuvenation.

So you got till Monday to make me look
ten years younger.

Perhaps you should see a plastic surgeon
then.

You see, we here at Nirvana work from
the inside out.

If you feel good, you look good.

Well, that's fine. That's fine. But do
you have something you could kind of use

to ease me into it?

How about a mud bath?

Mud's good. Mud is good.

How about a massage?

My lady friend suggested a Reggie.

I'll make the arrangement.

Thank you.

Feel better already.

Anything? No, nothing.

This guy right here used to work for my
old man.

He used to work three to five at Rikers
Island.

He was a wheel man in a bank robbery.

What did he do for your father?

He was a wheel man.

Drove my dad's ice cream truck. The kids
loved this guy. Oh, of course.

Did you find anything?

No. I'm just going to have to have the
lab move through all this stuff.

Keep at it.

Ah, that is great.

You know, I got a massage here once
before.

Yeah? I don't remember seeing you
before.

Well, I quit dyeing my white hair.

People started calling me Rusty.

Well, that could be a problem.

Maybe you knew the other masseur, a
fellow named Chet?

Yeah. Yeah, I knew him.

Yeah, a nice fellow.

He was telling me about this girl,
Sunshine.

Said she was just crazy about him.

Sunshine's my girl.

Oh, she's crazy about me.

Well, then I guess you have a little bit
of a problem with Chet, huh?

Does it hurt?

Yes, sir.

It's supposed to.

All right, turn over.

Did you know that Chet was killed in a
car wreck yesterday?

Yeah, I heard it on the news.

He's probably drunk.

Maybe his brakes failed him.

Maybe somebody who hated him forced him
off the road.

Somebody like you.

What are you getting at?

Where were you yesterday afternoon,
Reggie?

I was working out.

You're done.

Oh, you do that to everybody?

Only the special people who need it.

Oh.

Yes, baby. Here we go.

There's one of them right here.

Here's both of them.

Yeah.

But this guy, this is the guy that
pinned me against the wall. I'm going to

a good time getting you, my friend. Let
me tell you something.

Was Chet a gambler?

You don't know, probably.

Harry Malco and Max Finnegan.

They worked for Pauly Rupp.

Pauly Rupp?

Yeah, Rupp. He's a big mobster in
Detroit.

Chet owed one of his bookies money. He
was asking for trouble.

Chet said he had some trouble in
Detroit.

You're going to reopen the case now,
right?

That may not be enough.

Steve, come on. These guys were looking
for Chet.

Yeah, after he was dead.

They didn't know he was killed until you
told them.

That's right.

Damn it.

Thanks a lot.

since you did any.

I told him to get love.

Now I'm telling you to get love.

You don't know?

I don't want to hear how sorry he is,
okay?

You did tell him that you couldn't find
me.

Laurie Chet's dead.

What? I think he was murdered.

Play with fireworks, you're going to get
hurt.

That's it?

That's all you got to say?

Look, he wasted four years of my life,
and then he ran out on me. Don't expect

me to care that he's dead.

You're bothering the lady.

No, I'm talking to the lady.

She's a friend of mine. Tell him.

You're bothering me.

You're out of here.

Here we go.

Let go of her!

Vital, stable, possible broken ribs.

Let's get him to x -ray stat. Let's go.
Turn him around.

Come on.

Okay, now you lie still or else you'll
end up with a punctured lung.

Nurse, call Dolores and tell her he
needs to be flown here immediately.

Right away. Dr. Bentley,

a word, please?

Mr. Bruce, could you hold on to that
word? I'm kind of in a hurry. I just

to apologize if I upset you earlier.

You didn't. I wasn't. But thank you
anyway. It's just that I had looked for

Stewart on his rounds and couldn't find
him.

Are you happy to know where he is now?

You know, as a matter of fact, Mr.
Briggs, I think I saw him rushing down

-ray. Why x -ray?

Mr. Briggs, why ask why?

It's just the sort of hands -on,
thorough doctor that Jack is.

If you want something done right, Jack
says, do it yourself. I gotta go.

Good morning.

Morning. Hey.

How you feeling?

How do I look?

That good, huh?

You know...

I'd led them right to her.

I'm sure those guys would have found her
sooner or later.

She could be dead somewhere.

Well, we got an APB out on her, the
guys, and the car.

We've notified the neighbors, the
landlord, the employer, and the Detroit

police.

She just said she would die for him. She
loved him so much.

Now she hates his guts.

Fine line between love and hate.

I also contacted the phone company.

She made some very interesting calls in
the past 48 hours.

What's this one?

That's Chet's cellular phone.

1 -15.

That was Friday.

That's when... That's when me and Chet
were having lunch.

Do you think that she, um... She set up
that meeting on the Crest Highway?

Sounds like that fine line between love
and hate just got finer.

The night before, she made a call to Fly
West Airlines.

She's ticketed on tomorrow's flight to
Barbados.

Dr.

Bentley.

Here. Here, Steve.

Thanks. Hello.

Aren't you going to give me a physical,
baby?

I'm a pathologist, Jack. However, I'd
love to do your autopsy sometime.

Ooh, you're so romantic.

Thank you.

Yeah. I guess we don't have to worry
about her anymore.

She just called her boss and quit.

She's picking up her final paycheck
tonight.

Chest. Stretching chest.

Stretching chest.

Stretching chest.

Can we slow down just a little bit?

No. Can't burn all that flaps sitting
still.

Stretching chest.

Stretching chest.

Okay. Hit the deck, Mr. Sloan.

Follow my lead.

Wait a second here.

I'm a little... I got a problem.

How's that?

Hey, this would be a good exercise like
that.

No. I am sorry.

This isn't that hard. Just do what I do.

You seem a little bit upset, Sunshine.

I'm never upset.

My mind and body are one with the
universe.

I was just wondering, were you with Chet
Brooks a couple of days ago?

No, but why do you ask?

Chet was killed two days ago.

Killed? I thought it was an accident.

Is that why you're here?

Are you with the police?

In a way, yes, but I was also a friend
of Chet's.

I'd like to know who killed him.

Why are you asking me?

Well, I... I understand you had an
affair with Chet, and then he had an

with Lydia.

Sometimes the triangles can end up with
our feelings.

Not for me, Mr. Sloan.

I accept people the way they are.

Including Chet.

Well, I'm sure you do.

Still, you know, in a way, you're...

Scorned woman?

Thank you.

I really needed to hear that.

I never would have done anything to hurt
Chet.

It would be very bad karma.

I come back as a bug.

When did you see him, lad?

Day before yesterday.

Kissing Lydia Clayton.

Here you go, Jack.

Thanks, Joel.

How you doing, Laurie?

We thought you were dead.

Or at least in some kind of trouble.

Who asked you to meddle in my life,
Jack?

And, uh, who are you?

I'm a cop, Laurie.

The men who abducted you.

Who were they? Did you know them?

Look,

I don't know what you're talking about.
Nobody abducted me.

It was just a couple of guys that I used
to know. Hey.

They shoved you in a car.

When I tried to stop them, they almost
cracked my ribs.

I'm fine.

And you're fine.

I'm fine. You've got a great
imagination.

Could you tell the truth, damn it?

Let go of me, Jack.

You can't just run away from this, Roy.

Are you going to stop me?

That, um, that check better be a big
one.

You certainly have good advertisement
for the place.

And you look more relaxed.

You mind spotting me?

What?

Lift the barbell, if I need help. Oh,
sure. It would be a pleasure.

I

hear

you ask a lot of questions.

About Chet Brooks.

I was sorry to hear about his accident.

I kind of doubt it was an accident.

I understand you were fond of him.

Okay. Take the bar, please.

You're in good shape.

Just who are you?

I was a friend of Chet's.

He was frightened, Lydia.

He thought somebody here at Nirvana was
trying to hurt him.

Not so.

I think you're wrong, Dr. Klum.

Chet thought everybody here was in love
with him.

He was probably right.

Even though he had a way of...

testing one's patience.

Like sleeping with one too many people.

You know, that can be annoying.

But then, Chet was the kind of guy who
was for fun, not forever.

I always sensed he was running from
something.

I never asked what.

He had great clothes.

Spent every dime on them.

Did you love him?

Sure.

Just like every other woman who met him.

We've been looking for you.

I told you your friend checked out. Not
you.

We want to talk to him.

About what?

About your pal, Chet.

You remember Chet.

Chet's dead.

Well, if he turns out not to be as dead
as we think, call us at this number.

Okay.

Don't lose it. No.

Did they know Chet?

They have nothing to do with Chet. They
came by Friday to pick up their boss.

Their boss?

A guy named Rupp from Detroit.

Not Polly Rupp.

He's here?

Well, he was. He checked out a day
early.

Early boy, I wouldn't know I wasn't one
to check him out who did

Yeah

Okay

Now hold that right about there.

There we go.

Not too tight?

No. A little bit more tighter.

A little bit tighter?

Mm -hmm.

There.

All right, let's have a look at you.

Well, that's great.

That'll do you till you get some real
knee pads.

Thanks, Doc.

Don't mention it.

Thanks.

What's the matter with you? Oh,

it's a long story, Mark. I'll tell you
later.

What happened at Nirvana?

That's a waste of my time.

Where are you living?

Oh, a little bit too much relaxation.

Well, if it isn't the walking wounded.

Hey. Message from Steve.

Thanks. So, Mark, how was the health
problem?

Life -threatening.

Well, the lab went over everything in
Chet's overnight bag and found nothing.

What about his suitcase?

He didn't have one.

Just a toothbrush and socks kind of guy.
Traveled light.

That doesn't make any sense.

Why not?

Because according to his friend at the
spa, the guy was a real clothes horse.

I checked his room and there was
nothing, not a stitch.

That's why I figured he brought it with
him.

He just brought that one little
overnight bag.

Then where are his clothes?

Why do I get the sudden feeling we're
being led on a wild goose chase here?

You know, he made a point of telling you
he was afraid of everybody at the spa.

Nobody there seemed to be a real threat
to him.

Plus, a couple of the women were nuts
about him.

You know, I told Chet's old girlfriend,
Lori, about his death.

She said she didn't care.

But she's so rattled, she's leaving
town.

What, is she afraid of something?

Could be.

I saw two guys throw her in a car.

And I went over to help.

Is that how you got them?

No, this was from somebody else. These
two guys whacked my ribs.

Oh, thanks.

But when I saw Lori later, she denied
that it ever happened.

Now, she's either scared, like you said,
or she's nuts.

Anyway, Steve did a cross -check on her
phone calls. I came across one that she

made on Thursday night to the airlines.

She leaves for Barbados today.

Oh, really?

She's leaving town because of Chet's
death. She made the reservations on

Thursday night.

Chet didn't die till Friday.

They have flight leaves in an hour.

Amanda, call Steve. Have him meet us at
the airport as soon as he can.

I got it.

Hello?

Mr. Briggs.

Dr. Sloan?

Um, he's in maternity with Jack.

Yeah, the two of them are down there
working.

Well, apparently there's a patient
that's having a very difficult labor.

Could take hours.

Well... Mr. Bridge, you know those two,
once they get started on something, they

have to see it to the end?

From San Francisco, now arriving at gate
number three.

Hi, Lori.

What are you doing here?

What did you have to say to get you to
leave me alone?

Take it easy. I just came down here to
see you off, make sure that you're safe.

Why wouldn't I be safe?

Well, because there's two guys that have
been hanging around.

They've probably been telling you.

Jack, please, just go away.

Who are you Friday afternoon, Laurie?

Either you go away or I call security.

All right, fine.

Have it your way.

ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Fly
West flight 141 non -stop to Barbados.

We are now ready for boarding through
gate 12.

Those passengers having first class
tickets and those who need special

assistance or families with small
children will be boarding first.

Thank you.

Hi there.

Remember us? We're friends.

Chets. You guys are nobody's friends.

You know, you're a pest.

A real pest.

Why don't you tough guys leave her
alone?

And why don't you get lost?

All right.

Having you awake.

All right, that's enough.

I said that's enough.

You two are under arrest. What's the
charge?

Disturbing the peace, for starters.

I get the feeling I can come up with a
lot more really... Booker.

Okay, if you just say, ah, for me,
please, thank you.

This won't take very long, better than
canceling the whole flight.

Give me, ah, thank you.

Boston passenger yesterday infected the
whole crew.

He's going to talk about six.

Thank you very much.

Next, just say, ah, for me, please.

Hold on, back off!

That was good.

Back off, everybody!

Everybody just sit down and shut up.

Nobody's going to get hurt. All right?

Now we're going to take off. Jet, don't
do this. It's already done, Dr. Sloan.

It's now or never.

And I hate when flights are delayed,
don't you?

You! Close the door there.

It's over, Jet.

Drop the gun.

No, no, no. You first.

What are you going to do, Jet?

Kill all these people?

Yeah, no.

Back off, Jet.

Put the gun down.

Not until we land in Barbado.

Jack, get out of the way.

He's not going to shoot me.

Are you, old friend?

Just walk away, Jack.

Know what I did for you, Jack?

I almost got killed for you.

Thanks. Now get out of here.

You have to shoot me.

I don't think that's your style.

Give me that.

If you pull a stunt like that again,
I'll shoot you myself.

He's right. What made you think he
wouldn't shoot you? Oh, he's not a

killed Polly Rupp.

I'm going to go sit down somewhere.

Excuse me.

Will you two gentlemen be joining us to
Barbados?

Well,

they made a positive ID of Rupp's body.

Chet put it in your car and then wrecked
it.

I don't understand why he killed him.

Why didn't he just get on the plane and
go? Because Paulie Rupp is somebody he

could never outrun.

I mean, it might have taken years, but
Chet would have been caught.

He used to work for Rupp until he was
arrested.

Then he agreed to testify against him in
exchange for his freedom.

He thought he was safe at that spa until
Rupp, by some fluke, shows up for two

weeks to R &R.

When he recognized Chet, Chet knew his
life was over. I mean, unless he did

something drastic.

So he staged his own death. This way,
nobody would look for him anymore.

Except his plan called for a corpse.

And who better than Paulie Rupp?

What about Laurie?

I don't think any charges are going to
be brought against her. I mean, Chet had

her completely fooled.

Had us all fooled.

Well, I gotta go.

UCLA game?

Me too.

UCLA game, guys. Take over. All right,
see you later. Have fun.

Well, I guess this qualifies you as a
hero.

Well, yeah, I was pretty courageous
there, you know.

But, hey, you got to do what you got to
do. Mr. B.

There you are. I was just reading about
you.

What do you mean? It's in the papers
already? Come on. What papers?

I'm talking about the time cards.

I've had people covering for you for two
days.

Some more than others. I'll see you
later, guys.

Oh, yeah.

Mr. B, there's a very good reason for
that. There really is now. If you'll

let me take a look at this.

Well, come on. This thing isn't even up
to date.

I covered for La Rosa four days last
week when he had the flu.

He just made up my time.

You got to stay on top of this.

What a tangled web we weave.

When we first practice to deceive, this
too shall be filed.