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Sorry, Dad. We'll get to that food
festival soon as we wrap things up here.

Yeah, when last year I ate so much I
couldn't eat for a week afterward.

Would you just walk around, try food
from each booth?

Yeah, make a nice donation to a worthy
cause with every bite.

Did you say two kids found the body?
Yeah, scared them right back into

It's over here somewhere.

I'm sorry about this, Dad. You know, I
had it all planned. A nice day off, food

and wine festival, some quality time.
Oh, don't worry about it.

He's having a beeper. Every time you
check in, it's bad news.

Obviously homeless.

Yeah.

It's kind of a struggle.

How long has he been here?

About 42 hours.

What makes you say that?

Millipedes. Oh, no, not the bug theory
again. It's not a theory.

It's a fact.

Forensic entomology.

Their life cycles are so fixed, they're
like natural clocks.

I've heard this before, okay?

Within 10 minutes, the flies show up.
They start laying eggs.

12 hours later, the eggs hatch into
larvae. I think I'll just wait for the

coroner, okay?

If he ever gets here. Then things really
start cooking about 24, 36 hours later.

Dad. Grub beetles will show up and start
feeding on the larvae.

And then at 42 hours, you get your
millipedes, spiders, and your mites. I

it. Okay, Dad?

Looks like a stabbing, huh?

No, no. It's two needs. It's almost like
an incision.

What?

See, this was no stabbing.

Her liver's been removed.

Okay, insert side A into base A.

Insert side B into base B.

This doesn't look too complicated.

All right.

Thank you.

They can't ID the woman.

No missing persons report?

Nope. Pretty sure it's a homeless
person. The clothing and the shoes all

indicate it. I'm going to run a dental
check to see if that turns up anything.

We're here.

Hey, what's the end for?

Dad's getting acquainted with the low
end of the food chain. What do you got?

Well, the coroner put her approximate
time of death at about 42 hours prior to

the discovery of the body.

Amazing little guys.

The cause of death?

Basically an overdose of anesthesia.

Whoever took her liver never intended
for her to wake up.

She bled to death.

Someone stole her liver while she was
still alive?

Yeah. The only way to retrieve a healthy
organ is to take it from the body while

it's still functioning.

How crude was the operation?

Well, whoever did it had some medical
experience.

The incision was a bit larger than it
needed to be, but the location was

Somebody must have wanted a liver
awfully bad to go after a homeless Jane

Oh, yeah, and what are the odds of
getting a healthy one from someone

the street? Well, in this case, 100%.
She was clean as a whistle.

Hey, how about this?

It says stomach contents were a mixture
of vegetables, bread, pasta, and apple

juice. That's a pretty balanced meal for
someone on the street.

Where do you go for a balanced meal if
you're homeless?

Shelter. Maybe somebody could ID her.

Guys, there are hundreds of shelters in
this town. But how many served

vegetables, pasta, and apple juice on
the day she was killed?

I'm sure you'll find out. Let me know.

I've got to run. I'll talk to you later.

Right. Take care.

So, are we going to check out those
shelters?

Uh, no.

We are. You're going to check the liver
recipient list. See who needs one.

Now, better yet, see who doesn't need
one anymore.

He just talked to the cook, and he said
that he served ziti pasta, green beans,

and apple juice on Tuesday, so this is
definitely the play. All right, let's go

to work.

Excuse me, miss.

Could you, do you have...

Do you happen to know this, sir?

Folks, I'm trying to find out if anybody
knows this woman.

You guys haven't got a clue here.

You're better entertainment than a bar
fight, you know that?

No one's going to tell you anything.

Why is that?

Who the hell are you?

Dr. Mark Sloan. This is my colleague,
Dr. Travis.

Hi.

What do you want?

Don't look like you're here to pass out
free medical advice.

We're trying to find out if anyone knows
who this woman is.

You know her?

Oh, Patsy.

She was found a few days ago.

She's my friend.

What happened?

We think she was murdered.

I'm sorry.

Well, that's what we're trying to find
out.

Look, if there's anything at all you can
do to help us...

Walter,

my name's Walter.

Walter.

Walter, do you think you could show us
where Patsy lived?

Just give me a minute.

Take all the time you want.

Patsy had been on the streets for a lot
of years.

Helped me find a place to live.

Helped me stay alive when I wanted to
give up.

We'll find out what happened to her,
Walter.

You do that, will you?

I didn't count on it.

So this is it.

Here?

This place looks like it's going to fall
down.

That's where you go when there's no
place else.

This is Patsy's place.

You're safer when you can hook up with
some others.

When her husband died, Patsy couldn't
find any work, so she ended up here.

Didn't she have any friends?

Sure.

Couldn't they help her out?

Friends can only help you for so long.

And it's your own fault for not being
able to get back on your feet.

Then whose fault is it?

I don't know.

But I know it's not hers.

She wants nothing more than to have that
child in a warm bed surrounded by toys.

Do you know what these were for?

Maybe your headaches.

I took her to the clinic for a checkup a
few weeks ago.

Jesse, I want you to go to this clinic.
See what they can tell you about Patsy.

Okay. I'll talk to Amanda and I'll catch
up with you later. No problem.

Can I drop you anywhere, Walter?

Where would I go?

You're not going to find out who did
this.

What is that?

Nobody cares.

What do we do?

People's Clinic. How can I help you?

Yes, I'll transfer you.

Just fill out the form. We'll call you
when we're ready. Oh, well, you know,

not exactly sick.

Well, then I guess I can't help you.

You know, I just wanted to get a little
information. Look, I'm really busy,

okay? You're just going to have to
excuse me.

It's just a little information.

Michael McCarthy.

Is there a Michael McCarthy? That's me.

Whoa. Can I help you with something?

Yeah, hi.

I'm Dr. Jesse Travis. And, you know, I
just wanted to check a chart on a woman

who came through here. All right, all
right. For any information like that,

have to talk to Dr. Bradley, okay? And
he's only here part -time. Come back

around 4 o 'clock. Right, you know, I
understand. I just want to take a look

a file.

Doc, you know I can't release anyone's
personal files.

Tom, examining room 2 needed cleaning
and disinfecting. Did you get to it?

I've been really busy. Yeah, well, we
all have, Tom. Could you do it now,

please? Sure thing.

Well, well, well.

I can see you're not going anywhere.

I'm sorry. It's just this is really
important. We're following up on a lead

woman. Name?

Her name is Patsy.

Last name?

I don't know.

Look, we have a lot of people that go
through here, you know. Okay, okay. Her

patient number was 1106.

1106.

File's been deleted.

What do you mean it's been deleted?

It's been deleted, removed.

Why? Why?

Because after six months of no -shows,
we remove them from the computer, and

the other files that we have on them are
discarded.

It's policy.

You just can't keep thousands of
inactive files around here, you know?

You know, the date on this prescription
is only two weeks ago. Look, I just

don't know what to tell you. Well, who
can? I don't know, but I have a lot of

work to do. You're going to have to
excuse me.

I'm sorry. Good luck to you.

I had no idea there were over 4 ,000
names on this list, each waiting for a

liver. You know, sometimes people wait
their whole lives and they never get off

that list.

This is impossible.

Any one of these people could be our
recipient.

What about the ones who were taken off
the list?

I'm still looking.

I've seen three.

Two are deceased.

One has a new liver. I have one more to
go. A man by the name of Sterling. Yeah,

what?

You know, Patsy was dead for 48 hours.

So it had to be somebody who was taken
off the list two or three days ago.

Well, that sounds like Sterling's
profile.

What if whoever received the liver
wasn't on the list?

They'd have to be an idiot.

Would you cover all your best if you're
running out of time?

Oh, man, I can't eat.

I keep thinking about that kid we saw
over at Patsy's. I mean, what if it was

his mother that showed up dead?

Hey, guys.

Uh, anything on Patsy?

No. No, it's a problem with people
living on the street. They leave little

paper trail.

Some of them even quit using their real
names.

And for that reason, they lose top
priority. Someone else gets it? Well, no

question.

These cases just seem to get shoved onto
the back burner.

Sloan here.

All right.

Thanks.

What? What's the matter?

We got another body.

Minus a liver.

Kevin Lewis, age 39.

Coroner's got him dead in about a week.

Liver and kidneys were taken.

We have an address on him?

Nothing in here, no.

Homeless. I think we're starting to see
a little bit of a pattern here. What was

he found?

A dumpster downtown.

Just thrown away like trash.

I don't get it. Kill someone to save
someone else?

This has nothing to do with saving
someone's life. It has everything to do

money and greed.

I wonder if he's ever been to the
people's clinic.

Good luck finding out anything down
there.

We'll solve the approach.

Okay. This is the best one in my
wardrobe.

Don't mess it up.

I want it back.

Take good care of it.

How do I look?

What are you doing?

You're a rich doctor. What do you want
to go down to that clinic for as a

patient? Because if somebody down there
is involved, I could walk in there with

my guns blazing. I'm afraid they'll just
close up shop.

Maybe wait a while, but they'll open
someplace else.

Somebody else turns up like Patsy.

That's right.

All right.

Let's go make you look street.

There's a lot more to it than just
clothes.

but smile.

Nothing to be happy about.

No, Alex.

Your feet are killing you from the shoes
that you wear. They're too tight.

Don't forget your back is killing you
from sleeping on the ground.

How do you feel now?

I feel like hell.

Well, welcome to the streets.

What shall I put for home address?

No, no, put corner of 3rd and Broadway.

Right.

So, what now, Doc?

Well, I want to get to that computer,
get into the files.

In turn, I'm going to have to set up
some kind of a diversion to get there.

What's the matter?

It's a diversion.

Nurse! I think we've got a problem over
here.

Come on.

Let's go.

Man's sick.

No,

take him to exam one.

How much have you had to drink for that?
Go, go, go.

This is just one of many clinics Howard
Mitchell has set up in various cities

throughout the country. He's always
interested in giving back to the

Excuse me. Excuse me.

As you can see, he's interested in
helping those who need help the most.

what Drive 95 is all about.

Now, if you'll follow me, I'll show you
around.

The clinic is furnished with donated
equipment and supplies.

And although we depend on donations...
Mr. Briggs?

Norman Briggs?

Oh, yes.

Would you follow me, please? Yes, of
course.

And how are you feeling today?

Well, I'm a little, uh... I don't know,
some congestion or something.

Okay, Mr. Briggs, go ahead and hang up
your coat there and take a seat, and we

can get started.

Oh, under the tongue?

So what seems to be the problem?

I've got a sinus infection.

Well, you don't seem to be running a
fever.

Will I be seeing a doctor?

Well, Dr. Bradley isn't in today, but I
do most of the prelims anyway, so

just... Relax, okay? Ah? Ah? What is a
typical exam room? What you... Oh, I'm

sorry. I didn't know anyone was in here.

Well, generally, when the door's closed,
it means that the room is occupied.

Let's just take a look at another room,
shall we?

Yeah. Excuse me.

All right, we'll move in here. Why'd you
ask that?

Ah? Ah?

She runs around like she owns a place.

Who is she?

Cheryl Dante.

She does PR for Howard Mitchell.

Howard Mitchell owns this clinic?

Oh, yeah.

as well as airlines and football teams,
museums, skyscrapers.

Your lymph nodes seem okay, but you do
look a little bit anemic.

Really? Yeah.

I'm going to have Tom draw some blood
and run a few tests, and we'll see if

anything shows up. Is that necessary?

Well, unless you have more medical
background than I do, I think so.

I wouldn't know an aspiration biopsy
from a conicturus.

I just made that up. Does that mean
anything?

I wouldn't take blood if it wasn't
necessary.

Dr. Bradley would have ordered the same
thing if he were here. So just see me on

the way out, okay? Right. Thank you.

Anemic? I look fine.

Anemic.

Hey, Norm.

How you doing?

Why don't you have a seat here for me?

And I need you to roll up your sleeve,
please.

And I promise I'll try not to hurt you,
but just a little bit, okay?

Get you clean here.

You got AB negative blood, huh? That's a
pretty rare type.

Really? Oh, yeah.

Okay, Duke.

Good, there you go.

Maybe one more.

Isn't that an awful lot of blood just to
check for infection?

What are you, a doctor, Norm?

Don't worry about it. You got plenty.

Okay.

Put some pressure on that, okay?

All righty.

Don't stand up too quickly, huh?

Thank you.

All right, see you.

Would you take care of that for me,
please?

Just take a seat, please, okay? I got
it. We'll be right back.

Should I make an appointment with Dr.

Bradley? No, just check with us
tomorrow. We should have your results by

Fine, fine. Thank you.

Do I look anemic to you? The nurse at
the clinic said I was anemic.

No more than usual.

Hey, guys.

What'd you do?

Oh, I did fine.

Do I look anemic to you?

Uh, no, not more than usual.

Where you been?

Uh, Wood Sterling's house. He was the
last guy on my list to check out.

Where'd he look?

Well, he's alive, but his maid wouldn't
let me talk to him. But I found out

something very interesting.

Have you ever heard of the Ormond
Clinic?

No. Very private hospital out of the
Caribbean. It caters to the rich and to

famous, including our Mr.

Sterling.

Oh, so if you wanted an organ transplant
and money was no object, that'd be your

place. Where do they get their organs
from?

Well, I called down there now to that
same question in the Caribbean.

The woman that I talked to told me that
that information was confidential.

Hmm, maybe he better have a talk with
Whit himself.

I already have a plan to get past that
maid.

Good. Okay, I'm off.

Where to?

I'm going to have a discussion with an
old friend about a clinic he's running.

Brunch will be over at two.

This is the menu.

We'll continue the silent auction until
around three, and then I'll do the

obligatory thank yous, introduce you,
and you can spin your magic.

You make it sound easy.

That's my job.

Yes.

Oh, he is.

Of course, send him right in.

Well, this isn't a surprise.

Mark!

So good to see you. Always good to see
you, Howard.

Cheryl, I'd like you to meet Dr. Mark
Sloan, one of the finest doctors at

Community General.

The only reason he says that is when he
was recuperating from his operation, I

let him win a gin every day.

I said you were a fine doctor, not a
fine card player.

Nice to meet you, Dr. Sloan. Cheryl runs
my PR department, darn near my entire

company.

You look familiar. Have we met before?

No, I don't think so. I think I just
have one of those faces.

I guess.

Well. If you'll excuse me, gentlemen, I
have a party to plan.

A little party.

A tennis -themed brunch.

It should bring in what? A million for
the foundation?

That was last year.

This year we want a million three.

Doctor. Good luck.

Please, have a seat, Mark. So, what
brings you out my way? I know this isn't

social call.

I can tell by the look on your face.

Howard, I visited your clinic down on
Hope Street earlier today.

But it's all part of this foundation
drive. It's just my way of giving

back to the community.

I don't know how to say this exactly,
Howard, but I think there may be

going on down there.

Going on?

Several homeless people have turned up
dead, missing their organs.

What does that have to do with the
clinic?

Well, it's the only thing that connects
the last two victims. They both visited

your clinic, and they were both seen by
Dr.

Bradley.

You can't be serious.

Howard, I'm very serious.

This is horrible.

Should I... Should we call the police?

No, I don't want to yet. I want to get
more proof. See, I don't want to scare

anybody away till I get it. So I came to
you.

Of course.

What can I do?

I need to see your employees' personal
files.

Anybody connected with that clinic.

Now look, I want you to take these three
times a day, and then you come see me

next week, all right?

Good for you.

Dr. Bradley, you're 10 o 'clock. Excuse
me.

Excuse me.

You're the doctor here. Walter, enough's
enough.

Yes, I'm Dr. Bradley. Dr. Bradley,
Walter's just a little bit upset.

You remember, Patsy?

No.

No, of course you wouldn't.

Don't you think I know what's going on
here?

Don't you think I'm going to tell people
about what you did to Patsy?

Walter, you can tell anybody anything
you'd like, because I have no idea what

you're talking about.

The liar, you cut her. Hey, hey, calm
down.

Let go of me.

I've had my say, but you won't get away
with this, you understand? Let's go. You

won't.

Oh, my God. Do you see that?

I need a doctor in the lobby.

Somebody get a crash guard here, level
four.

Nurse, get a chair.

What's going on? They tried to kill me.

The murderer, Dr. Bradley, tried to kill
me. Walter, try and relax.

Don't worry, Walter. We'll get you
someplace safe.

You be careful.

Okay, bye.

The man is going back over and talking
to Whit Sterling again.

Who? Do you remember that guy that got
taken off the transplant list?

Whit Sterling. Right, right. Is he
standing out? Well, we found out he got

organ transplant at the Orman Clinic
down in the Caribbean.

The trouble is, how did he find out?

How did he find out about it? I mean,
you don't look that kind of place up in

the elevator.

The arson guys say he was lucky to get
out alive.

The place was drenched in isopropyl
alcohol.

What about the alibi?

I've been working on that.

Bradley says he was with his wife all
night.

Of course, he could have hired somebody
to do it.

What about the other alibis?

The nurse was on a date. The orderly
hasn't been able to talk to me yet. I'm

going to stop by his place and see if
he's there.

What?

Isopropyl alcohol.

Why wouldn't they use gasoline,
something else?

Well, maybe that's all our arsonist had
access to.

Exactly.

What

a

damn shame, if you ask me.

Those poor people have enough problems.

Now they start killing each other.

Well, someone's killing them.

And since you were one of the few people
who had regular contact with many of

them, we thought maybe you might help.
Any way I can.

You want some of this?

No, thank you.

I gotta tell you, I don't recognize
those names you mentioned. What was it?

Patsy? And a man named Kevin Lewis?

Sorry.

I see a lot of patients, you know.

And I hate the way this sounds, but they
do all tend to blend together over the

months. No, I understand.

You went into clinic last night by any
chance?

Last night? No, I left about 5 p .m.

And after that?

Well, you're just being thorough here,
right?

Right.

I was playing tennis.

How about after the match?

Well, after the match, I was playing
some other games with a lady friend of

mine.

She can verify your whereabouts?

She can verify all sorts of things.

I was being thorough, too.

Mind if I use your phone?

Sloan here. What's up?

Tell him he'll just have to wait. I'll
call him as soon as I get a chance.

Right.

Thank you.

You know, this Kevin Lewis guy probably
just got into a hassle with another

street person. It was the first of the
month. Their welfare checks had just

out. And that sort of thing happens down
there all the time.

Maybe you're right.

Thank you for all your help, Mr.
Winston.

Sure thing.

Anytime. I'll see myself out. Okay.

You haven't moved in a half an hour.
What are you reading?

Some information Howard Mitchell gave
me.

Anything interesting?

As a matter of fact...

By the looks of this year in financial
report, Mitchell Enterprises wasn't

so well.

Is he busted?

Well, not exactly busted, but they took
some pretty hefty losses.

Hmm.

Maybe he's diversifying into organ theft
to offset those losses.

I can never believe that, Howard.

Maybe. Maybe not.

But I do know how quickly...

A person's fortunes can change in how
desperate they can be done.

You want to tell me about it?

No.

You know, I used to play golf three
times a week.

You like golf, Mark?

Yeah, it's a great game, huh?

Yeah.

I was an account executive.

Advertising. Many years.

A new upper level came in and just fired
anyone who was older than them.

That was just bad timing, see. My wife,
Jean, she had gotten real sick.

I discovered that we didn't have enough
insurance to cover the cost, so

basically we had no savings after that.

Still, I held on for three years, trying
to find a job, anything really.

We just ended up having to sell
everything we had.

And I had nothing left.

And Gene died.

And it just seemed to be the end of it.

That.

I'll tell you something, though.
Something I learned.

Life on the street is tough, and it's
very dangerous.

But in all my years in the mainstream, I
never met people like the people I've

met in the last few years.

I mean, they're considerate and
trusting, giving,

people like Patsy.

Mr. Sterling?

Hi, I'm Gloria Owen.

I stopped by the other day, but you were
resting, and it was well -deserved

considering everything that you've been
through.

How are you feeling today?

How did you get in here?

Where's Henrietta?

Oh, the maid?

She's walking that sweet little dog of
yours. She said to come right on in, so

did. Anyway, how are you feeling?

Um, better, thank you.

Actually... Better than I felt in years.

Well, we are very happy to hear that.

Now, I'm here to do some post -operative
follow -up work on behalf of the Ormond

Clinic. You're from the clinic?

Yes, I am.

Now, to start, were you pleased with the
efficiency of the staff and how your

well -being was cared for?

Very pleased.

Beautiful.

Oh, dear, I don't see the name of your
referral here.

Oh, you mean Tom.

Tom. Tom Winston.

Nice young guy.

Yes. Yes, you met at the, um... Tom told
me. At a fundraiser.

One of Howard Mitchell's affairs.

Of course. Here it is. Right in front of
my face.

Howard Mitchell.

Okay, so Tom Winston must work these
Howard Mitchell fundraisers. And then he

finds out who needs an organ transplant.

Okay, once he's found his rich
recipient, he must go back to the

through his files, and look for someone
with a healthy organ in the same blood

type. And he goes out, picks them up,
and harvests the organ.

Sick, huh?

I don't know. This guy's just an
orderly. I mean, removing organs is

sophisticated stuff.

Well, our Mr. Tom Winston isn't who we
want everyone to think he is.

His real name is Les Coleman.

He's from Bedford, Iowa.

He went to Baxter in a tennis
scholarship, and he was also a medic in

He qualified for minor field surgeries.

I think we got our man.

I'm going to go pick him up.

Well, why don't you just wait on that a
minute?

Why? Well, I mean, it all fits, but what
have we really got here?

The fact that he's using an assumed
name, the fact there's a few files

from the clinic, and we know he's in the
Army Medical Corps.

You know, short of a confession,
couldn't he just walk away from it?

Okay.

But I wouldn't mind seeing this guy
twist in a chair for a while. But then

walks. I say let's wait and catch him in
the act.

He knows me. And he knows you, too, as a
homeless guy.

I'll get an undercover cop downtown.

No.

Let me do it.

Walter could be dangerous.

I think Patsy would like it.

Walter, he knows you.

Yes.

Like this.

Another faceless, vacant body from the
streets.

I can do this. Let me do this.

Let me get this guy.

Okay, Walter.

Let's go over it again.

What blood type are you?

AB negative.

And what do you have?

Degeneration of the liver tissue due to
hepatitis B.

I have less than...

What's the matter, Walter?

Mark, I don't think I can do this.

Well, then we'll stop it right now. No.

It's just that it's been so long since
I... Walter,

I know you can do this.

And you have to do it. And not just for
Patsy.

For yourself.

Don't spill anything on the suit.

I want it back.

Excuse me. I'm sorry, but aren't you Tom
Winston?

Yeah, yeah.

Something I can do for you? Well, I was
hoping I'd find you here.

I'm a friend of Whit Sterling's.

Mr. Sterling. Yeah, I did him a little
favor, I guess you could say.

He saved his life.

Look, I was wondering if I could have a
moment with you in private.

Sure. Sure, let's go to the other side
of the bar.

Walter, my boy. Hey, Howard. How's the
take today? Real good after we opened

your pledge envelope.

Quarter of a million dollars.

Whoa. It'll go a long way.

That's quite a contribution.

Well, what you're doing here is
wonderful. And you're embarrassing me,

right? It was nothing.

You did it because you knew I'm matching
all donations.

Didn't you?

Please stop whining. You can afford it.

Well, I'll catch up with you later.

My liver is shot.

Hepatitis B.

I am so far back in the list, I'm
beginning to think I don't have a chance

hell.

I mentioned it to Whit Sterling, and
that's when he told me about what you

for him at the Ormond Clinic.

But the bottom line is, I'm desperate.

If I were able to help you, like I did
Mr. Sterling, it would cost a great deal

of money.

Apparently you don't understand
something here. What good is all of my

I don't live to spend it?

Now, I need a liver donor soon.

What's your blood type?

AB negative.

All right.

Well, no promises, but I'll see what I
can do.

Why don't you leave me a number where I
can get in touch with you?

We've hit the mother load.

How does two million dollars sound?

No, the specs are perfect.

I got the donor right around the corner.

Now listen to me.

This is going to be my last time, okay?

Too many people sniffing around. It's
starting to make me nervous.

Right.

Okay.

Yeah?

Yeah. I work at the people's clinic. You
were there, what, yesterday?

Oh, yeah, sure.

I gave you some blood, yeah.

What are you doing down here? Kind of
out of your neighborhood, aren't you? I

was visiting a patient.

Now I'm heading home.

Listen, can I buy you something to eat?

Maybe a drink?

Yeah, why?

Everybody deserves a decent meal now and
then, huh?

Come on.

Where's he taking him?

I don't know.

Come on.

Where are we going?

To a restaurant, I know.

But I want to stop somewhere first. I
got something for you.

Just the way here?

Yeah, through this bar. It's a shortcut,
I know. Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Look, they go through these buildings.
It comes down onto Hill Street.

The clinic's at the end of the block.

What are we picking up?

Well, we got a donation of some clothes
in. Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Thought maybe you'd like to take
some stuff out. Yeah.

Oh, this place is amazing. Stuff's right
over here. Come on.

You're about a large, right? Right.

What?

Sit up here for me for a second. I want
to take a look at your eyes.

Will you see something?

Well, I'm not sure. They look a little
bit roomy, though.

Roomy? Yeah.

Wait a minute. What are you doing?

It took you so long.

Just keep holding it.

I wasn't kidding what I said to you
earlier.

This is the last time I'm doing this for
you. You understand me? I'm out.

Fine.

We're going to have to make this quick.
We don't even know if we're in there.

I'm telling you, this is the place. All
their surgery equipment is here.

Watch out.

He's not dead.

He will be in about 15 or 20 minutes.

What was it?

Hydrochloride? About 4 cc. Isn't that
about right, Dr. Orman?

How do you know my name?

Did a little checking.

Who are you?

Well, Dr.

Sloan.

I'm afraid you wandered into the wrong
place.

All of your play acting and checking up
on me are going to cost you your life.

You're next.

You had it pretty easy, didn't you?

Access to Howard Mitchell's jets, people
with money, and the Ormond Clinic.

Run by my brother, by the way.

He always wanted to live in the
Caribbean.

Does he care anything about the innocent
people you preyed on? The healthy ones?

The ones you took organs from?

You said it yourself.

I provide a service for people with
money.

Lots and lots of money.

Besides, who's going to miss someone
living on the street?

Someone with no home, no family, no
friends? That's where you got it wrong,

Doctor. They do have friends.

I think you talk too much, Dr. Sloan.

Drop it!

Jesse, quick, get an ambulance.

We've got to get him to emergency.

It's a goldie.

Call it in, will you?

Better get on the phone to the
Caribbean.

Already did. Good work.

I think you're out of business.

I guess the ants just didn't want to
stay on the farm, Mark.

I think they were getting ready to walk
off with the icebox.

I caught Charles and Raymond on the
news.

Yeah, she's been charged with five
counts of murder in California.

And we've started an investigation in
the other state she worked in. This

thing's been going on for a long time.

What about her brother? We picked him up
this morning.

So Cheryl Dante was formerly Cheryl
Ormond?

Yeah, it was a married name. She kept it
after the divorce.

Her brother was running that clinic in
the Caribbean, and she was keeping the

supply of organs coming, using her job
with Howard as a cover. So Ormond

offshore, no questions.

So she was performing the operations?

Yeah, she was an M .D. before she lost
her license in a malpractice suit.

How'd she hook up with Tom Winston?

Met him at Baxter, tennis team.

Ooh. Ooh. Yay.

Are we styling or what?

Walter's got a job with the gentleman he
met at the fundraiser.

Yes, you know, I came clean with who I
was and I still got the job.

I'll be part of a team to create an
inner city workforce.

Oh, that's fantastic.

Yeah, congratulations.

I'm sure before long you'll be running
the place.

Well, I'd better be going. I don't want
to be late for my first day. Thanks.

Thanks for the suit.

Good luck, Walter.

Thank you, Mark.

Thank you.

That's from Patsy.

Thank you. Take care.

Where's Jesse?

Down at the beach.

I don't have any money.

I'm just an intern who's up to his ears
in debt.

But when I was your age, I used to think
that this stuff was pretty cool.

Hey, I hope you don't mind, but I lined
up a job interview for you.

Walter told me that you used to be
seamstress, and, you know, according to

you were a pretty good one.

I have this uncle who works in the
garment industry, and, well, he can see

today at four.

Who would I get to watch my son?

I will.

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