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Patient's ready, doctor.

Hello.

Yes, yes, this is Dr. Rachel Walters.

Ask the driver to wait.

I'll be down in 15 minutes.

Oh, I was just leaving, you can go in.

Yes, I'm ready, I'll be--

Hello, Dennis.

Dennis, I'm late, I can't talk.

Yes, yes, I will talk with you later.

I'll clean it up.

How was your flight, doctor?

It was good, yes.

I'm still a little jet lagged,

but I'm sure I'll be fine by tomorrow.

Well, there's anything you need,

just let my office know.

I've scheduled a press conference for 10 this morning.

Fine.

Here's your first patient.

Yes, I recognize you.

Senator Cabot, Dr. Walters, my aide Cliff Rand.

Thank you, Tim.

I've gone over your chart,

but I'd like to examine you myself

before tomorrow's procedure.

Doctor, from what I hear, I'm in excellent hands.

Mrs. Cabot would like a 24-hour private nurse

in attendance.

Oh, he'll be in the recovery ICU,

so a private nurse really won't--

Mrs. Cabot wants a private nurse.

It's not going to be a problem, is it?

No, I'm a private nurse.

Absolutely.

Thank you.

Pick the plan.

Matches your eyes.

So, this is the famous lady heart surgeon, huh?

Yeah.

Not bad.

Not bad?

I was her supervising resident when she entered medical school.

I was nuts about her.

How nuts?

Well, in a moment of weakness I proposed,

she had the good sense of decline.

That was long before your mom.

Oh, here's a picture of you.

Yeah?

You look a little goofy.

A little goofy?

Well, it was very, very skinny,

and that cheap suit didn't help much, either.

What are you talking about?

Graduation pictures with hair down to what, here?

You want to talk hair?

That's practically a crew cut.

You look like a fella.

You don't show my picture to anybody, do you?

What would you take for me not to show it

to anybody in your department?

Rigatoni at Luigi's, Thursday.

You're on.

How about tonight?

Got a date.

So you mind if I borrow some roses from your garden?

Rose says this must be really serious.

Fellow police officer?

No, as a matter of fact,

it's your very own Judith Randall.

Judith, my favorite nurse?

That's great, what did you get taste?

By a taste, I wouldn't be drinking your coffee.

Help yourself to the rose garden.

Hey, Steve.

You're sure this time's okay?

You're nervous about seeing Rachel Walters

after all these years.

Little bit.

Well, smile a lot, she won't know, is it?

Oh, listen, pick pink roses.

That's Judith's favorite.

Pink, good, thanks.

Hot tea and honey.

Huh?

For the cough.

Honey soothes your throat

and the hot tea helped your sinuses.

I think about cutting out those cigarettes

while I was at it too.

Who are you, my doctor?

I never know.

Okay, here's what I'll do.

Six to one, six to one.

You're making me laugh.

You know, I can get eight to one from JoJo Banner.

You know what you're doing to me?

You're killing me, that's what you're doing.

You're killing me.

Take it easy, relax, take it easy.

Hey, what's with him?

You're gonna be all right.

You're gonna be all right now.

Are you really a doctor?

Yeah.

You feel any better?

Yeah, what'd you do?

Just the carotid artery massage

that regulates your erection.

It's about 85 now.

Call the hospital for an ambulance.

Come on, time out, no way, no way.

No, no ambulance.

I got calls from the guy at business.

Oh, geez.

At least let me take you there.

You can call your own doctor.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

Okay, I'm right over here.

Take it easy, take it easy.

Wanna shake it?

Yeah, yeah.

You're gonna have to stay here a while for observation.

Eddie will get you in your room, Bernie.

I'll be around in a few minutes

to get you all squared away.

Great, great.

Hey, Eddie, you play the horses?

'Cause I have got a winner, the trifecta, the fifth.

And Tylea, you're gonna love it.

He's gonna make you a wealthy man.

Hey, I wondered where you were.

Your new skates came in.

My skates.

These are great.

You're supposed to be much, much faster.

You know, I was talking to somebody about you today.

Can't think of his name though.

Oh, well, that's all right.

I think I know who you're talking about.

I gotta run.

Okay, for you, thanks.

As you all know, Dr. Walters refined

her cardiac catheterization procedure

at the Boston Medical Center.

In the past year, she has performed her procedure

at major medical centers in 10 cities

as a way of educating her colleagues

in this life-saving technique.

We are most indebted to Dr. Walters

for including Community General in her series

of teaching demonstrations.

Community General is the hospital with a fine reputation

and I am delighted to be here, thank you.

Isn't she terrific?

Mm-hmm.

Ladies and gentlemen, my assistant will be happy

to provide you with material detailing

Dr. Walters cardiac procedure.

Thank you for coming.

So, I'm thinking to myself,

Amanda loves to go backpacking, Amanda loves hiking,

and Gary offers me this condo for the long weekend.

It's so beautiful up there, you will love it.

Nice try, Jack, but a long weekend hiking

is not exactly what you had in mind.

Amanda, no, I swear, just two people exercising

and eating granola and going into the forest

and the moon and stuff.

The next week or so, I'm gonna be right here,

watching Dr. Rachel Walters perform her new surgery

and attending her seminars.

Oh, wait, wait, wait, the hospital will videotape it.

You can watch it when you get back.

Jack, can you honestly tell me that you would have

passed up a chance to watch Christian Barnard

perform the first heart transplant?

For a weekend with you?

Yes.

Nice try, Jack.

Oh, jugs, excuse me.

Mark?

Rachel.

Mark, what are you doing here?

I thought you were still in Chicago.

Well, I've been here for years,

practicing medicine, still giving fast service.

Yes, yes, and still colorful.

Oh, Mark, I had no idea you were on staff yet.

Well, there's no reason you should.

I mean, we're not all famous.

Oh, gosh, I've done such brilliant work.

Rachel, I should have known you.

Oh, I'm so surprised.

I don't know what to say.

Well, you can start by telling me how you managed to stay.

So beautiful, all these years.

Oh, Mark, you haven't changed at all.

You always make me feel so special.

Well, that wasn't hard, you are special.

Well, time has been good to you.

How about life?

Well, I have no complaints, and you?

You're looking at a contentment, man.

Yes.

I bet you married a terrific woman

with a wonderful sense of humor.

I did.

She needed one to put up with me.

Yes.

I've been a widow three years now, Rachel.

Oh, Mark, I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

But I was lucky.

All my memories are good ones.

You mean children?

Yeah, one, a boy, and I was lucky there again.

Not yet.

This is my knee stop shaking, I have to go.

Your knees are shaking?

Why?

Are you nervous talking to me?

A little bit.

No.

Well, how long has it been?

You better not say.

You better not.

Another word, I promise.

If you'll have dinner with me at my house tonight.

Well, I'm making a speech at that cocktail reception

for Dr. Bristol, aren't you coming?

I've got patients till seven.

I'll pick you up.

You got a deal?

Oh, good.

See you then.

Yes.

Oh, this is great.

Oh, I don't believe how stupid I am.

What is it?

I left my notes for my speech back at the hotel.

No problem, I'll take you back.

No, no, no, I don't want you to be late.

You go ahead and tell him I had to fix my hair or something.

I'll borrow the car and be right back.

Are you sure?

Positive, go ahead.

And then, when you got the skeleton from anatomy class,

and you put the wig, and you put the coat on it,

and you put it in the back of the chemistry class,

and that, what was it, professor?

Bowden, no.

No, no, Bowden.

Bowden.

Dr. Bowden, your side of Dr. Bowden

kept asking you questions.

Oh God.

I can't, if one of my presidents did that today, I'd--

You would laugh.

No, I'd kill him, that is the oldest joke

in medical history.

Oh Mark, you've always had a sense of humor about yourself.

That medicine, you were always serious.

Not like me, I was always a drone.

No, you're always brilliant.

A little under serious, though, you may be.

Wanna go to the living room?

Huh.

Oh, Rachel, look what you've done with your life.

Oh, you mean my career.

Well, look at the contributions you've made,

the medical technique, the teaching.

Must give you great satisfaction.

Dedicated my life to it.

Any regrets?

Only that I didn't get to marry a sweet man like you.

Oh, I think we both learned that it's not possible

to have everything.

Well, maybe not all or everything.

A little bit of everything.

Taste, maybe.

I think what's important is that what we have

makes us happy.

What makes you happy?

Yes.

Yes, it does.

I made a choice right on the back.

Ever, ever.

You remember, the time you scheduled me,

48 hours straight for duty, and I was so punchy.

I couldn't even stand up straight,

and you wanted to go dancing.

You went to?

Yes, I did.

You were the belle, the murky street ballroom that night.

I haven't danced since.

I never know.

Hi.

Oh, Dr. Sloane.

Well, the instruments are all sealed and sterilized.

Oh, I can see that.

I just wanna make sure everything's perfect on our end.

No reflection on you, Judith, if you're the best.

Hey.

Hey, how'd you like the roses?

They were beautiful.

Out of my heart.

Wow.

Okay.

What are you doing here?

I wondered why you didn't call.

Then I find out you're operating on Cabot.

I really don't wanna talk about this.

I do.

Just what the hell are you up to?

I am not up to anything.

Now, you don't belong here.

This is a surgical suite.

Go.

I will call you later.

I promise.

Hi.

Hi.

Your lovely dancer.

You haven't forgotten a thing, have you?

No, we haven't.

I couldn't help noticing that argument

with the guy down in the halls.

Everything all right?

This reporter.

What's he doing here on surgery?

Pressing me for an interview.

Told him he didn't belong here.

See inside, I got a scrub.

Jack?

So who was that reporter?

The guy in the dark suit?

Yeah.

That's not a reporter.

That's Dennis Chapin.

He's the assistant DA.

My father had a lot of run-ins with me.

Why?

Nothing.

Your service was taken.

Good luck, doctor.

Okay, Senator.

There's a gap between the two beds.

Please slide on over.

Bring your pillow with you.

Feel the edges of the new bed.

It's narrow.

Thank you.

I'm just gonna get your arm out of the sleeve.

Patient's ready, doctor.

Cap'n?

Cap'n.

He missed that expunge.

You're now inserting the catheter.

Right femoral artery.

We are home.

Scitches.

Scitches.

Scissors?

Damn it, nurse.

What kind of operating room are you running here?

Sorry, doctor.

We are through.

So what you're saying is you don't know what's wrong.

What I'm saying is your arrhythmia

could turn out to be coronary heart disease

and we have to find out for sure.

That's why we got you on a 24-hour heart monitor.

24-hour heart monitor.

You're just trying to keep me away from the phone,

that's all.

First of all, I want you to stay in that bed.

Now the nurse has told me that she's caught you twice

in the stairwell smoking cigars.

And you believed her?

And I,

Bernie, I'm gonna keep you alive in spite of yourself.

Code blue.

Stay calm, Bernie.

Hatter. - Watch out.

Watch out. - Clear.

Yeah, it's okay. - It's missing.

50 milligrams of lidocaine.

Pass the lidocaine. - Clear.

Let me in that way.

Somebody get them deep in charge.

Yeah, yeah.

Cardiologist is on his way.

Cardiologist.

If you don't hold it. - What's happening?

It looks like massive septicemia.

He went into shock and then rest.

Oh, those line came.

The nurse didn't hit so fast.

I'm coming around.

Okay, get the function line going.

Clear.

See how the line ends?

Yeah.

Okay, whoa, whoa, watch your back.

Right away, doctor.

Over here, bring it in.

Come on, if you're not busy then get outside.

No, it's on the side.

Okay, get back, everybody clear.

The pathology lab confirms patient morbidity result

from staphylococcal infection.

The probable primary source in the aorta

and left ventricle at the heart.

And the origin of the contamination?

Judging by how rapidly the infection spread

and the suddenness of onset after surgery,

the original staph contamination

must have taken place in the OR.

In other words, Dr. Bentley Jackson Cabot died

from an infection you probably picked up

in the operating room?

That's the way it looks.

I'm so sorry, Judith.

I can imagine how you must feel.

You're saying this was my fault?

Well, I can understand you being upset.

What I'm trying to say is it could happen to any one of us.

Why are you accusing me?

It's not my place to accuse anybody,

but if the sterile surgical environment was compromised

and it was, that is your responsibility, isn't it?

I am so sorry.

I mean, perhaps I shouldn't have said anything.

Rachel, I am the head of the standing review board

and I'll investigate this with an open mind,

but I think it would be better if none of us

were too quick to place any blame of all the facts.

Judith, you're the best nurse in this hospital

and you didn't do anything.

Yeah, Dr. Sloan, you know what happens to nurses

who make mistakes in OR.

While other surgeons don't ask for you anymore,

they ask for other nurses.

And pretty soon you're out of it, John.

This is Judith's reputation, Dan, I know.

Don't worry about it.

We'll get to the bottom of this and that is a promise.

Thank you.

Mom, I'm still on duty, so see you later.

You bet.

So how does this kind of infection happen?

Well, it was either contamination in the operating room

or a surgeon infected.

Everyone who was in that OR was examined for staff

after Cabot died, including Dr. Walter.

She wasn't infected.

She couldn't have contaminated him.

Not unintentionally.

But what if she brought the infection in deliberately?

Well, that's unimaginable.

Well, it's not possible.

Steve, what you're suggesting is murder.

Dad, I'm a homicide cop.

Look, if the OR was clean and the surgeon was clean,

you're just gonna have to look at the possibility

that this death wasn't accidental.

What are you gonna do?

Well, it's my responsibility

to investigate all the possibilities.

No matter how remote.

Let me know if you need any help.

And please, give me a post-it on this, will you?

I'll go in.

See ya.

Why would Dr. Walters intentionally infect Jackson Cabot?

I don't believe it.

I don't know.

Dr. Sloan.

Yes, I believe Mrs. Cabot's expecting me.

Cliff Rand.

I'm in charge of the Cabot's security.

Come in. - Thank you.

Dr. Sloan to see you, Mrs. Cabot.

How may I help you, doctor?

I realize this is a terrible time for you, Mrs. Cabot,

but I am the head of the review board

of the community general.

Let me see if I can simplify this for you, doctor.

I have no intention of suing the hospital.

Well, I'm sure the hospital will be very pleased

to hear that.

My husband's memory is very important to me.

It's his desire to donate a pediatric wing

to your hospital.

I intend to see that his wish is honored.

There's no reason why.

His tragedy should undermine your hospital's fine works.

It's very gracious of you, Mrs. Cabot.

I'll write out a partial payment for the gift

and then you can publicize it.

Have your pen.

Yes.

Actually, Mrs. Cabot, I came here to ask a few questions

regarding your husband.

Yes.

Did either you or your husband know Dr. Walters

before the surgery?

No, actually, it would never matter why.

Do you know of any reason anyone would wish to

harm your husband?

Why are you suggesting that it wasn't an accident?

Oh, I'm not suggesting anything.

My husband was loved and respected by all who know him.

No one in his past might have felt differently.

Dr. Sloan, my husband dedicated the last 20 years

of his life to philanthropic works.

That's how he'll be remembered.

I hope you respect that.

Oh, I do.

You understand I have to examine all the possibilities.

Well, if there's nothing else.

Nope.

Oh, on behalf of the hospital, thank you.

No, no, I won't have an investigation.

I won't have it.

Don't get hysterical, Marilyn.

Oh, I will not allow anyone to ruin

my husband's reputation.

Look, you're in this too, you know.

What about this Macon man?

Where is he?

This is his responsibility.

He's in the study.

I told him we might need some damage control.

Look, go and get him.

How do things go with Mrs. Cabot?

Not very well.

Sloan, did you tell Marilyn Cabot

that we think our husband's death was due to foul play?

Well, not really.

Why'd she call?

You left her very distressed.

Well, listen, before you get too anxious,

here's a check she wrote for the pediatric wing

for more to come.

Oh, well, this is nice.

Try not to bother her further, right?

Right, right.

Listen, I overheard Mrs. Cabot

tell her I had a security that stopped me

from looking into this.

How's he supposed to do that?

Some guy named Macon is supposed to take care of that.

I took his address off his car registration,

202 South Lakuoma.

That's a nice address.

I'll look into this, okay?

Okay.

What has any of this got to do with Rachel Walters?

That's something I'm hoping you'll help me find out.

Surprise!

When I told your secretary I wanted to cook you dinner,

she gave me your spare key and her recipe for meatloaf.

Why is everybody so surprised that I can cook?

You can cook?

Oh, not you too.

Bristol told me Mrs. Cabot made a sizable donation

to the hospital.

Oh, she was very generous.

They also told me you upset her.

Well, got a little awkward.

What happened?

Well, I opened up the possibility

his death was not an accident.

Surely you don't think that you isn't--

No, I don't.

Are you suggesting that--

Rachel, I'm not suggesting anything.

But you are investigating me.

Well, I wouldn't quite put it that way.

Well, I would.

I mean, I was the surgeon, that's your job.

Do you have any questions?

Couple.

That man you were talking to

just before cabbage surgery.

He wasn't a reporter.

That was Dennis Chapin, the assistant district attorney.

Why'd you lie to me?

Because I was upset and I didn't want to have to explain.

Dennis and I are friends from a long time ago.

He heard I was in town, he wanted to get together.

I didn't.

I'm afraid I was rude.

Is there anything else?

These are the records of the patients Dr. Bissell offered you

as candidates for cardiac surgery.

Yes, there were 12 of them.

Yes, and of the 12, Jackson-Cabbas prognosis was the worst.

Now, how would you pick the one patient

whose health was too poor for the procedure?

You're not gonna like my answer?

Oh, Rachel, I need to hear it.

Because he was famous.

I thought if I performed the procedure

on somebody famous, it would attract attention.

Never struck me as the type to chase the spotlight.

Not for myself, for the program.

Mark, you know as well as I do

that good publicity attracts funding.

Now, I travel all over the country 15 times a year

teaching my procedure.

I want to do it more.

So you thought that operating successfully

on a high profile patient would bring more money

into the program?

Yes, yes, I did.

But now it seems that I'm not only jeopardized the program,

I jeopardize my reputation as a surgeon.

I'm sorry I upset you.

Oh, you haven't upset me.

I just think under the circumstances,

it's better for both of us if I leave.

Rachel, don't go home.

No, really Mark, I think this is best for both of us.

We've watched Cabot's catheterization a dozen times

and I still can't see a mistake.

Mark, I just can't believe that you would do this.

Well, I certainly don't want to think so.

You know what we need is a closer up mark.

We need greater detail.

You think maybe we could get a blow up of this?

I don't know, I'll do my best.

Oh, thank you.

See you later.

Dad, Judith's gone.

What do you mean gone?

We had a date and I went to a place

and this note was taped to her door.

Lane lady says she packed up and left this morning.

Dear Steve, I can't face the doctors and nurses I work with

knowing that they think I'm guilty of negligence.

Please understand and love Judith.

I don't know where to start looking for her.

It's obvious she's going to Cleveland.

It is?

Well, Steve, look, she's written it in blue India ink.

All the handwriting slants to the right,

it has that faint odor of heliotrope.

That tells you she went to Cleveland?

No, but her mother lived there.

Sorry.

Look, I know you're worried about her,

but Judith is a very level headed young lady.

And if she want to get away from the pressure,

I'm sure she went someplace safe and familiar, right?

Home.

Thanks, Dad.

Where are you going?

Find a Cleveland phone book.

I'm going to call her.

Oh, okay.

Give her my love.

Oh, and tell her everything's okay.

Nice kid.

Yes.

I'll be right there.

This is Andrea Balford.

Andrea is a housekeeper over at the Crane Hotel.

The assistant manager brought her in.

Now since yesterday, she's had the shakes,

the chills, a rapid heart rate, drop in blood pressure.

Septicemia.

Good, you've got it on antibiotics.

You heard me all right.

Now the big news is that the Crane Hotel

is where this hospital puts up its guests,

like Rachel Walters.

Now Ms. Balford claims that she cut her hand

and probably got the infection on some broken glass

when she was cleaning a bathroom.

Rachel Walters bathroom.

Mrs. Cavan.

I just wanted to tell you again how very sorry I am.

We know there were risks.

Is there anything that I can do?

Thank you.

You're very kind.

I was wondering,

might I speak with you privately?

Well, this isn't really a very good time.

It's about Dr. Slum.

Come into my study.

May I speak to you confidentially?

Please do.

On behalf of the hospital,

I would like to apologize for Dr. Slum's behavior.

Dr. Bristol told me how he upset you.

Thank you.

It's not really necessary to thank you.

Dr. Slum is very loyal to community general.

He'll do almost anything

to preserve the hospital's reputation.

I gather it as much.

But I'm afraid.

As crazy as it may seem,

he's determined to prove

that someone wanted to harm your husband.

He just won't accept the fact that it's negligence.

How can't you people stop him?

Well, I've tried.

Just won't listen to reason.

What did he ask you?

Well, for one thing he asked if we met you before.

I can't imagine why.

May I make a suggestion?

Please.

Perhaps you should alert your staff

not to cooperate with Dr. Slum.

He can be incredibly persistent.

Thank you for your concern.

I appreciate the advice.

I'd really better get back to my guests.

Dr. Slum.

Mrs. Cameron, I'd like to--

Dr. Slum, you're not welcome here.

But I just want--

I'm asking you to leave.

No.

Of course.

Do something about that.

Now it looks like Macon's gonna hit on the waitress.

How much longer are we gonna trail this guy?

We've been here, we've been here almost an hour now.

Little did I.

You said to Dr. Walters fan,

I'm surprised you even came with me.

I just wanted to see it for myself.

Oh, and have you got Shirley Beller's phone number?

Shirley Beller?

Yeah, I'm not going up to that condo by myself.

I cannot believe that you would take Shirley Beller.

Oh man, you're such a snob.

I bet you believe all those rumors about her, right?

It has nothing to do with the stories.

I'm not a snob.

It has everything to do--

Other way?

Yeah, I'll have another club soda.

Nothing for me, thanks.

One club soda?

So how's it going, Trudy?

Can't complain.

Do you want me to complain before you?

You're too good to me, Mr. Macon.

Thank you, that's all that's going on.

Amanda, why don't you go wait in the car?

I beg your pardon?

Well, the waitress obviously knows Macon.

Maybe I can get some information from her.

I'll make sure that's all you get from her.

Hey, you look like a lady in a hurry.

I am.

Is there time for a drink?

Not this time.

Got a minute?

Sure.

I was just shocked at the way Mrs. Cabot treated you.

Tried to explain you were only doing your job.

Oh, thank you.

That wasn't what I wanted to talk to you about.

No?

Thought maybe you could help me.

This maid from your hotel came in yesterday

with a staff infection.

Oh, dear.

She all right?

Well, she told the head of housekeeping

that she cut her hand off some broken glass

in your bathroom.

Well, I better tell the hotel to disinfect my bathroom.

That could be very serious.

Well, I've already had that done

after we examined the bathroom.

You examined my bathroom?

Well, I showed the maid this

and she said it looked like the jar that was broken.

The Petri dish.

I completely forgotten.

She broke a jar of my hand lotion.

I guess the woman was still confused

when you showed her that.

Yes.

Well, I would explain it.

Well, why would you show her a Petri dish?

I mean, did you think that I would be carrying around

contaminating goods?

No, I didn't assume you were.

It was just that the jar she described

sounded like a Petri dish.

Oh, and you had to check out every possibility.

That's the idea.

Phone message for you, doctor.

Oh, excuse me, Mark.

I have a meeting with Dr. Keating in anesthesiology.

You know, for what it's worth,

I'm trying awfully hard not to take this personally.

So am I.

Nurse, isn't this Dr. Keating's day off?

That's right.

I don't want to talk about this here.

I made reservations with the zenith.

Fine.

Let's go.

Whoa!

Bring it down!

How long's he been here?

About half an hour.

Dad?

Dad?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's definite.

How tight is external?

Most people call us swimmers here.

I'll tell you what, when you get out, come by my office,

I'll give you some cortisone drops for that.

And in the meantime, don't wash that ear

for about three weeks.

Yes, that's not a problem.

Hey, Steve.

This is my son.

All right, now remember all you guys.

Don't forget to come by the pre-clinic for a checkup

as soon as you make bail, okay?

All right, see ya.

Come on, son.

My accelerator was stuck.

You suppose somebody might have tampered with it?

Oh, come on, dad.

Your car was a mess even before your rec--

Hey.

Besides, who would wanna do something like that?

Somebody that doesn't like my investigation.

You talk to Judith?

Yeah, she sounds glad to be home for a while.

Of course, I was kinda hoping she'd hear my voice

and miss me so much that she'd--

Come back, huh?

Well, yeah.

Look, Steve, this is a really bad time for her.

Be patient with her.

Oh, can you drop me to Zena's restaurant?

Sure. - Get in.

Thanks.

Am I supposed to believe this death was an accident?

You're well out of it, Dennis, just relax.

Mitchell, what a surprise.

My lunch date stood me up.

I guess I'll be eating alone today.

Well, why don't you join us?

Oh, no, I wouldn't want to interview him.

Oh, I'm finished, but I'd be happy to sit with you.

Well, you, well, great, thanks.

Say, you're Dennis Chapin.

I've read about you.

You're a terrific prosecutor.

I don't believe we've met.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Dr. Mark Sloan, old friend to Rachel's.

Oh, nice meeting you, doctor.

Well, I have to get back to the office, so I'll call you.

Doctor, pleasure to meet you.

Pleasure.

See you at the nice lunch.

You're wondering why I lied to you

about my meeting with Dr. Keating.

Well, yes, there was.

Well, after you and I split up, Dennis was my lover.

He's married, I was trying to be discreet.

You know, Rachel, I've been puzzling about

that broken glass in your bathroom.

Now, the question that keeps coming to me

is what if the maid wasn't a mistake?

And what's your answer?

Well, what if you brought in some contaminated materials,

in fact, a cabinet, but the maid broke the jar

and followed up your plans?

Well, even if that far-fetched theory were true,

I still couldn't have done it.

Unless you got some staff somewhere else,

like in the hospital.

If I wanted to do that, how would I?

I mean, I haven't been left alone for a minute.

You could have slipped into the hospital at night.

The security guard would have seen me.

No, why?

He didn't, I checked.

Oh, okay.

You see, you could have gotten in unobserved

with a passkey to the garage.

But I don't have one.

But Bristol does.

He told me that you borrowed his car

the night before a cabin surgery.

What?

The passkey is on his keyring.

But I went to the hotel.

The desk clerk doesn't remember you asking for the key.

That's because I always carry it with me.

And besides, even if I didn't go to the hotel,

it doesn't mean I went to the hospital.

That's true, except maintenance had painted parking lines

in the hospital garage that night.

When I looked at Bristol's tires, they had white paint on them.

That white paint could have come from anywhere.

I'm afraid you don't have anything conclusive, Mark.

It's true, but I just keep slogging along.

Why would I want to kill Jackson Cabot?

I didn't even know the man.

Well, it seems to me if you're going to kill somebody,

you should at least have a motive.

Jackson Cabot was a stranger.

You can't for the life of me imagine

why you would do such a thing.

For what it's worth, Mark,

I know you're only trying to do your job.

You can come to me anytime.

And if you interrogate me sweetly,

I'll even throw this button on.

Nurse tells me you had a rapid pulse rate this morning.

Yeah, I don't get it, Doc, I did everything you asked.

I left the monitor on, I never left the room.

Yeah.

Hey, Lou, what's the drill?

Listen, I can't talk to you now,

but I owe Johansson big time,

and what do you mean you can't cover me?

Do you know who you're talking to here?

Sorry, Lou, doctor's orders.

This won't go, Bernie.

Come on, come on, Doc, I gotta raise money,

or else this Johansson guy's gonna kill me.

You won't have to do anything to you if you keep this up.

Who do I get ahold of this, Johansson guy?

He owns an import company,

Johansson Imports downtown, why?

Well, I might be able to work something out.

It's not possible, Doc, it's just not possible.

Well, I can try.

Meanwhile, pal, you're under quarantine.

Mark, are you all right?

I told him about your car.

It's getting pretty serious, Mark.

I'm fine.

Dad, may I speak to you for a moment?

Yeah, sure, excuse us.

What's the door?

What's that?

I heard you needed some information

on an ex-cop named Macon.

I pulled his police jacket.

Am I supposed to do that?

No, of course not.

And you lecture me about playing with the rules, Mark.

Come on, just take a look.

Now, what do you make of this, Dad?

Your buddy Macon had a very important friend, a senator.

Can you get me a copy of this?

Sure, thank you.

Now get this back before you get caught.

Oh, seems you're a little nervous

when the shoe's on the other foot, huh?

Bye, Dad.

So what's up with Steve?

Ah, just a little fatherly advice.

Come on, we got work to do.

Hi there.

Change your mind about that drink?

Oh, we haven't got time for that now, Mr. Macon.

Do I know you?

Not yet.

But I know somebody who's very interested in talking to you.

Said they make it worth your time.

I don't know.

My time's worth a lot.

Is it worth a hundred grand?

Who are you?

Well, why don't you take a ride and find out?

Tell me you're here.

I'll go get the car.

Nice of you to drop by, Mr. Macon.

And just who might you be?

My name's McNeil, perhaps you've heard of me.

No, I haven't.

Well, obviously I've heard of you.

You're a very loyal man, Mr. Macon.

Poor price and talented.

For instance, you know how to tamper with cars.

See you, McNeil.

But you haven't heard my offer.

You've got some information

worth a half a million dollars, Mr. Macon.

You get me my money.

I'll give you a finder's fee.

20%.

That's $100,000, Mr. Macon.

What information?

It's about Jackson Cabot.

I don't know anybody named Cabot.

About a year ago, it was a very serious hit-and-run accident.

The officer in charge didn't make an arrest.

As a matter of fact, he closed the files.

Two months later, that same officer left the force

and has been living very well ever since.

You've been living very well, Mr. Macon.

Now, I happen to know the driver of that car

was Jackson Cabot.

Where did you get that?

Never mind how I know.

I know.

Now, you tell these people to pay me.

They get the information in this envelope.

I keep quiet, you get 20%.

We don't get that $500,000, Mr. Macon.

We're gonna have to go to the national informer.

They pay pretty well, too.

This way, nobody gets hurt.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You tell your people we'll be here for an hour.

After that, they can read about it at their supermarket.

How long did this McNeil say he'd be there?

About an hour.

We'll make it.

Well, confirms that part of the story.

You know, all we gotta do now

is tie it to Rachel Wilkerson.

Yeah, that's all.

Hi.

Hi.

Suppose you're wondering what I'm doing here.

As a matter of fact, you're right.

I'm still exploring the theory.

That I murdered Cabot.

I'm going to figure out how you should've gotten

some infected blood.

And how did I do it?

Not sure.

Let me show you what I'm playing with.

The patient who was here in 324

was the only one in the hospital

who was recovering from Staph infection.

So let's say it's the night.

You've used Bristol's keys to slip into the hospital.

But you can't get to 324

without being seen by the night nurse.

So what did I do?

In this room, this gentleman's call button was pushed,

which caused the nurse to come in,

which according to my stopwatch gave you time

to sneak into 324, draw some tainted blood, and get out.

Well, how do you know the patient

didn't push the call button himself?

Of one thing, he was asleep.

Maybe he bumped into it during the night, they often do.

This man is recovering from a stroke.

His right arm is paralyzed, he couldn't have.

Perhaps the unit malfunctioned.

No, no, I had it checked.

No, someone drew blood that night from the patient at 324.

The day nurse noticed a bruise

where the needle had punctured the skin.

See, somebody in the dark in a hurry could have done that.

Possible, but very hypothetical.

I know.

Fascinating.

But, I have to go.

You will keep me posted, won't you?

Yes, yeah, I will.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

It's Mike, and we'd like a room with a view.

Something up high, she likes height.

Maybe something on the ninth floor.

And it's got to be an odd number.

She thinks odd numbers are sexy.

Excuse me just a minute.

Mark would never approve of this.

That's why I didn't tell Mark.

You can do this by myself, you know.

I have 909 available.

Lower.

907 is being made up.

A little lower.

903, that's all.

Fine, I'll get you a room key.

Thank you.

Someday you'll suffer for this.

Someday soon?

Right.

903.

Behind this door is Rachel Walters' room.

904.

Jack, was your family really as crooked as his family?

Well, let's put it this way.

My Uncle Les taught me how to do this when I was a kid.

Last time I spoke with Uncle Les,

he was on the other side of a glass wall,

and I had to use a tonic.

Hey, look at this.

Shove over.

Any messages for me?

Ah, yes, there are, Dr. Walters.

There you are.

Thank you.

Hurry up.

I'm trying, there's two combination mods on either side.

There's one.

You know what, Jack?

Mm-hmm.

I'm really glad that you're taking

Shirley Beller this weekend.

Me too.

I mean, it just proves to me

what you had in mind all along.

Well, with Shirley, I don't have much choice, do I?

I am.

Jack, leave it alone, let's go.

All right.

Hang on, pick up the second one.

Oh man, look at the entries in this checkbook.

I really didn't want to believe

that she was involved in this.

I know.

Sorry I gave a hard time about it.

That's okay.

Thanks.

She's coming.

Knock, knock.

Hi, you two.

What have you been up to?

Um, a little research.

I've been going over and over the blowup of this operation.

I can't catch anything out of the ordinary.

Jack, I tell you what, order me a copy of the tape

of the operation she did in New York last week.

Okay.

I'd like to compare the two of them.

You look guilty.

Are you guilty?

Well, we have something for you.

Yeah, we went through Rachel's checkbook

and found something we think's pretty important.

You went through Rachel's checkbook?

How did you manage that?

Mark, don't even ask.

We'll all be a lot happier.

The thing is that Rachel has been writing checks

to Dennis Chapin for $2,000 a month.

$2,000 a month to Chapin?

Do you think that Rachel's paying Chapin off for something?

I would sure like to know.

Is Mr. Chapin in?

No, but I am expecting him back for a meeting.

They're gonna tow his car.

What?

Well, he's blocked Judge Henry's car

and the judge already called the tow company.

You better come talk to them.

Well, maybe I bettered.

Who's Judge Henry?

Uh, you know, Judge Henry, the real tall guy.

Always wear a couple of dresses, too.

Buzz me if you see Chapin.

Mr. Chapin?

I'm sorry I'm early.

Your secretary said I could wait in here.

Well, nothing wrong with being early.

What can we do for you?

As I told you in my letter,

the Department of Water and Power

is a cesspool of corruption.

No pun intended.

And I'm ready to blow the whistle.

Are you listening?

Oh, yes, absolutely, please go on.

I can prove with these records,

which I've cross-referenced,

that several top employees have embezzled

over $3 million in the last four years.

Did I come at a bad time?

No, no, this is fascinating, please go on.

What I've got here, I think we can expose

not only the DWP, but the city controller

and at least seven members of his staff.

Anything else?

Well, I can also prove payoffs

to four state senators, six assemblymen,

and the lieutenant governor.

Interesting.

Uh, excuse me, I'll be right back.

If you're looking for Mr. Chapin,

he said he'd be right back.

Rachel wrote a check every month

to Dennis Chapin for $2,000.

Not great.

Then Dennis Chapin would write a check

to the Sunrise Institute for $2,000.

Okay, wait, wait, what's the Sunrise Institute?

And why is it a connection between Rachel

and Jacks and Cabot, I don't understand.

I don't know, Dad.

I've got something you're gonna like.

This is the late Senator Cabbot's card.

This is it.

Are we getting the rights?

I know my rights.

I want to speak to an attorney.

So, Mrs. Cabbot.

Are they in your pocket, sir?

Give me a minute with her.

My son's a police officer, Mrs. Cabbot.

How nice for you.

He's been doing some checking for me.

He found two very interesting people.

Well, I have not up to meeting

interesting people right now.

One was a mechanic who identified your husband's car

as the one he repaired the day after the hit and run.

The other's a woman, the only witness to the accident.

The witness your man Macon told didn't need to testify.

Now, both are going to testify to your trial

for covering up your husband's crime.

Well, Dr. Sloane.

You must be very proud of your son.

Yes, I am.

Do you know anything about the Sunrise Institute?

No.

You're quite sure about that, Mrs. Cabbot?

I've never heard of it.

And you have my word on that.

Thank you.

Dr. Sloane.

Cabbot's so persistent.

And we'd all be better off.

Think about that.

I do.

I wonder why Dennis Chapin

would send Rachel Walters' money here.

Hope they have a room with a view.

I'm Sharon Marshall,

the Institute Administrative Assistant.

How may I help you?

Oh, I don't know.

Now, fuck up, Dad.

You're doing the right thing.

Oh, I hope so.

My father, Mr. Sloane,

is looking to find a permanent residence.

I'm 80.

I mean, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm.

I understand.

You want to be certain your father

is in comfortable pleasant surroundings

where he'll receive the very best care.

What correction are the wounds?

Oh, certainly.

Dad, it's your decision.

Why don't you go ahead?

I'll wait here for you.

Oh, thank you.

If you'll just follow me.

Thank you.

Oh, it's lovely.

Well, the room is just lovely.

Then you'll be considering

the Sunrise Institute for your new year's.

Well, when are your aerobics classes?

Aerobics classes?

For dancing?

Dancing's good for my joints.

Well, dance classes.

Well, how about jogging?

Do you jog?

You know, perhaps I'm a little lively

for your facility here.

We've taken up enough of your very valuable time.

We really ought to be moving on.

Dad, well, if your father ever needs

a more sedate environment, we're here to serve you.

Thank you, I'll remember that.

You've been very kind.

Dad.

Eh?

The person they've had, Dennis Chapin,

and Dr. Walters, is supporting us.

Catherine Moore, she's in room 207.

That's upstairs.

You can stop that now.

No.

She's as beautiful as her mother.

Her name is Catherine.

She was a straight A student at Columbia,

studying medicine.

I wish I could believe that.

She didn't even know I existed.

Is the coma reversible?

She's had massive brain trauma.

Dennis is her father.

He was married when I met him.

I know I didn't love him, but...

She was missing you.

When I first got pregnant,

shit, this is a fantasy.

Then I would have the baby, and I would raise her,

and we'd be a family.

So, sorry you didn't have that chance.

No.

I wanted a baby because I was lonely,

because there was no love in my life,

and I thought a baby would make up for all that.

When I realized that I wanted a baby

for all the wrong reasons,

I did the one unselfish act of my life.

I placed her for adoption with a family

that wanted a baby simply to love her.

And they did, they loved her.

And she loved them.

But I could never let go.

I used to drive by their house.

I'd probably get a glimpse of her.

Sometimes I was lucky

to be playing out in the yard.

And I thought, well, remember, this was my fantasy.

And one day, I would open the door,

and she would be there.

And she would say, "I've been looking for you, mother."

And I would take her in my arms.

Well, that'll never happen.

Thanks to Jackson, Cabot and his drunken hit and run.

He killed her adoptive parents.

He destroyed my daughter.

And he drove off, and he never looked back.

He left them to die.

I can't imagine the heartache you've been through.

And then, Jackson Cabot covered up what he did.

He was a powerful man, Mark, he could do that.

Dennis found out that he was too afraid

of Cabot to do anything.

So, when you were invited to community general,

Jackson Cabot was offered as a patient for surgery.

You accepted, and you killed him.

He took your daughter's life, you took his.

Yes, I did.

And I would do it again.

I'm trying to understand the pain

that must have driven you to this.

My God, Rachel, you committed murder.

And you'll never be able to prove it.

I don't see anything.

How are you doing?

Serious eye strain.

The tape of her doing the procedure in New York

is showing us really nothing at all.

At least not the last six times that we've watched it.

There, look, she finished the procedure.

I don't notice any difference between the two.

Well, the rest of the bad news is she's leaving today.

Hey, hey, look at that.

Look at what?

Of course, we've been paying attention

to what she did during the procedure.

We haven't paid any attention to what she did

when she was finished.

So when is your flight?

Eight o'clock tonight.

Dr. Bristol, have you seen Dr. Sloan?

No, I haven't.

One of his patients has just gone into a severe arrhythmia.

Where is he?

Cardiovascular.

I'm on it.

Nurse?

Hey.

Hey, you look very familiar, do I know you?

Lie still and be quiet.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, I remember.

You were on the back stairs the other night.

Relax, you're gonna be fine.

10 cc's of scopolamine, I really want 'em out.

Get him ready for surgery in 20 minutes.

I'll be scrubbing, I want him in OR7.

But he's Dr. Sloan's patient.

He's not gonna be anybody's patient

if you don't get him ready soon.

Scalpel.

Okay.

Your patient needed a pacemaker.

He was suffering from severe arrhythmia.

Lucky I was here.

Retractor.

Retractor.

The nurse said Bernie recognized you.

Clam.

Clam.

He saw you in the hospital that night.

Sponge.

Rachel, listen to me.

Dr. Sloan, conversation in the OR

interferes with my concentration.

This is not Jackson Cabot,

this man does not deserve to die.

Don't do it, Rachel.

I told you, doctor.

Pulse is dropping.

Pressure's dropping.

Rachel.

Okay, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go.

That's easy, and then we'll quickly--

Filthy mark.

Right here.

Nope, nope, defib, let's go.

Paddles, paddles.

Power.

Okay, clear.

Again.

Clear.

Again.

Clear.

Science rhythm.

Good, he's back.

Good, everybody.

When you're finished here, I have something to show you.

It's clear.

I finally figured out how you did it

after I watched the blow-ups of the operation tapes.

I was looking for something sophisticated,

something highly technical.

But quite simple, here's how you did it.

This is how you switch the clean sponge

to the contaminated one.

Simple sleight of hand.

Very clever.

Or as far as it goes.

Well, I realize it's just speculation

and it doesn't go far enough, but this, I think, does.

This is the tape of the procedure

you did in New York last week.

What?

Before you leave the room,

you remove your surgical gloves

and you toss them in the waste can.

So?

But when you did the cabot procedure,

you take off your gloves,

roll them into a ball,

and toss them in the waste can.

Why exactly does that prove?

That's how you got rid of the contaminated sponge.

It was inside the rolled up gloves.

That's gonna be difficult to prove.

Oh, I don't think so.

We've contacted the disposal company,

we've impounded the waste cans,

two men are going through them right now.

We'll find your gloves.

How you can't prove they're mine?

Funny thing about surgical gloves,

your fingerprints are always inside them.

So will Rachel.

Sorry.

So am I.

Hey, Jack.

Ready for your big weekend away?

No, Shirley canceled on me.

I gotta work.

Oh gee, that's too bad.

You're working too, right?

No, I'm using Gary's condo this weekend.

What?

Yeah, well, Shirley and I

decided it'd be fun to go hiking and camping.

Equinola.

See you Monday.

You're a kid.

Well, don't imagine I can buy you dinner.

No, I'm sorry I'm having dinner with Steve.

Or maybe not.

Hey, Dan.

Hi, Jack.

Judith just got back.

Great.

And you two are having dinner together.

Do you mind?

No, go have a good time.

Later, bye.

Mama, I can't thank you enough for what you did.

You just did.

I'll buy dinner.

Good.

We'll grab a bite at Luigi's.

We'll go over to my place afterwards.

We'll watch the replay of the Raiders game.

Sound good?

Just great.

Me neither.