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What's wrong with her?

Tonight, on St Elsewhere...

Mrs Henriquez...

That's the sort of bump I want put in it.

Usually, people want bumps taken out.

Doesn't she have a perfect nose already?

Don't start, Victor.

I don't feel old, so why should I act it?

You have to rethink this.

You have to live with Harriet and me.

I'd rather die.

And I cut it, and I cut it, and I cut it!

Stay away from me, I know what I'm doing!

Pete and I might have hepatitis.

Drop 'em.

Ah!

I've had it with her. Who?

Your patient. Evelyn Milbourne.

Really? I'm surprised. I've been her doctor since Harwood died,

she hasn't given me trouble.

Well...

You asked me to see her in the morning.

I take time out from a busy schedule to do you a favour.

Yes, I appreciate it.

Whenever I try to explain how delicate her condition is,

she makes fun of me.

I don't like being mimicked.

Now, I have finally decided what I want my new nose to look like.

That's the sort of bump I want put in it.

You know, usually people want bumps taken out.

Good morning.

Good morning, Donald, what can I do for you?

I have to be in surgery in 15 minutes,

so maybe you could be a little more cooperative?

"Mrs Milbourne, I have to be in surgery in 15 minutes."

See what I mean?

Evelyn, I think you should listen to what Dr Craig has to say.

Well, all right, with you here to translate.

Her PVCs and atrial fibrillation responded to medication.

However, there is a good chance of stenosis

in the left anterior descending artery.

If you look here,

her EKGs show Q waves in leads two, three, V1 and V2.

Translate?

Well, we think that when you fell and broke her hip,

you might have had a heart attack.

I didn't have any chest pains, it must have been a very slight one.

There's no such thing as a slight heart attack.

A broken hip that is mending poorly and a heart that is threatening -

it's nothing to smile at.

Or to laugh at either.

I'm not laughing at my heart, I'm laughing at you.

What do you mean?

Do you ever talk to yourself in the mirror?

Sane people don't talk to themselves in mirrors.

Try it.

Look in the mirror and pretend you're talking to me

on the other side. And watch how you hold your head

and how you purse your lips

as though everything that you say is a jewel.

Try it, you'll laugh.

Medicine is a serious business, and I'm due in surgery.

Evelyn, you have to be nice to our doctors.

Well, I told you, I don't want to see any doctor but you.

Besides, I hate hospitals.

Who doesn't? All right, I'll check in on you later.

Try to behave.

No.

Fine, but what I think you should do is wait for Dr Weinberg

to get back from Caneel Bay.

No, uh-uh, I'm not going to wait. No.

It's obvious to me that getting a suntan is more important to him

than doing my nose.

I want the swelling to be down before my son's graduation

from Valley Forge Military Academy. He is my only child.

I want to look right, you know, for the commencement, you understand?

You can understand that, can't you?

Sure.

Thank you, good.

Then, we're on the schedule for tomorrow.

Oh, thanks so much.

Bye.

Excuse me, may I borrow this magazine?

Well, certainly, take it.

You look awfully distinguished to be in a ward,

why aren't you in a private room?

To save money.

I thought so. Me, too.

What are you in for?

A broken hip and myocardial infarction.

I broke my hip once two years ago.

You know I didn't even need a pin?

It just healed by itself.

My son had a poem in here once.

That was quite a year.

Poem in the Atlantic

and valedictorian of his graduating class at Harvard.

My only child.

You look very young to have a son out of college.

Oh?

I married young, but thank you, really, that's very kind of you.

Wayne, you got a new cap.

Alley of the good.

You look like your old self again - ridiculous.

Hi, I'm Dr Fiscus, what's your name?

Do you know your name?

Yes.

Ma'am, did your husband bring you in?

Oh, I'm not married.

Your chart says Mrs.

I'm not married.

Um... I'll be right back.

'Mr Klein, utility room, Four West. Mr Klein...'

I'm Angelo, her husband.

Can you tell me what happened?

Well, I don't know. This morning she left to go shopping,

I was away on business and the kids called hysterical

because she hadn't come home.

So, we all went looking for her, and a little while ago,

the police said they had brought her here.

Does she have a history of heavy drinking?

No.

She forgets her name, her car keys, she forgets the kids' names.

Last week she told me I ruined her life.

Another time, she stopped in the middle of dinner

and she stared at me and the kids and said,

"Every night, it's more strangers."

Is she taking any medication?

No.

Has she blacked out?

Doctor, you got to take her in.

Are there any other illnesses?

Headaches, visual disturbances?

No. What's wrong with her?

I don't know.

What, honey?

Angelo. It's OK.

I want to go home.

Admit her, please.

The doctor just wants to take a few tests.

No, I would like to go home.

Don't worry about it.

So, as usual, we had a fight and I walked out.

Mom said she didn't want to see me again until I rinsed the blue out.

I told her to rotate.

Well, you are welcome to stay at my house if you think it'll help.

Thanks, Gram. We'll see.

But, please, wear a hat when you're out feeding the animals, will you?

What has she got?

I don't know.

I don't stick my nose in other people's business.

Her name is Mrs Henriquez.

Yeah.

She has Eastern equine encephalitis. It is very debilitating.

Do me a favour, go home and do the things that I asked, will you?

Thank you, darling.

And just being different, don't forget,

from your mother and father, doesn't make you independent.

I'll be back tomorrow, Gram.

I think Dad is coming, too.

Oh, that should be a treat.

I can't wait to see the latest spring fashions in mourning wear.

I assume Harriet will be making an appearance, too.

Have no fear, we'll leave Mom home.

Bye.

Bye.

Oh, I like her, Evelyn.

Your granddaughter is really special.

How do you know my name?

Well, I looked on your chart.

And you live alone. Me, too. I love it. What about you?

Oh, not now, dear, I'm reading.

What are you reading?

What did you say you were in for?

They're not sure yet.

So, you get a three-dimensional picture of my brain this way? Uh-huh.

You see, the CAT scan takes a series of X-rays from different angles

and the dye we injected into your body helps give them contrast.

What happens to the dye later?

It just naturally passes through your system.

I know this thing looks terrible, but it doesn't hurt at all. See you in half an hour.

How's it going?

They're just starting.

I was on my way to your office, I had made an appointment.

I know, but it felt like a walk.

What's her problem?

Well, for a while, Mrs Orso was perfectly fine.

She's logical, she's coherent.

And then all of a sudden, she's off.

I mean, she doesn't recognise friends or relatives,

sometimes not even herself.

Head trauma?

No.

Spinal tap?

Fluid's as clear as a bell.

Has she been up to Psych?

First day. I'm stumped.

I was wondering if I can impose on you to give her a look.

I'd be glad to.

But what about talking to Doc Simon? He's our top neurologist.

He's in New Haven on a consult.

Blowing his own horn, no doubt.

She's breathing funny.

Don't you think her breathing sounds funny?

Well, I hadn't really noticed.

There is an awful lot of unnecessary surgery done.

Doctors like to make profits.

No, I mean surgery that the patient wants that isn't life-threatening.

Like, uh... Circumcision!

Oh, but circumcision isn't really the patient's choice, is it?

I get the feeling sometimes that you go on a little too long,

Mrs Gallagher.

Oh, please, just call me Paige.

You must be tired.

Yes. A lot of tests.

Here we are.

Thanks for the ride.

This is for the bed and this button buzzes out to the nurses' station.

Now, if you want nobody to bother you for 20 minutes, push it.

Thank you.

And the bathroom is right over there.

Thank you.

Hi.

Hello.

Time for lights out, everybody.

You can keep your overheads on to read, if you like. Good night.

Well, sweet dreams, ladies.

My, I feel like I'm back in summer camp.

When are they going to blow Taps?

Good night, Mrs Gallagher.

Nighty-night.

HEAVY BREATHING

What's wrong with her?

Mrs Henriquez.

Mrs Henriquez.

Stop shaking her and call the nurse.

Oh.

Oh. Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Hurry! Hurry!

Do something.

Go back to bed.

Right now!

We were just trying to help.

Code blue, room 4202. Code blue 4202.

The best you can do is go back to bed.

It's probably nothing.

What's with all those machines?

OK, what's the story?

She's been in a coma for three weeks and is on nasal oxygen now.

OK, give me a 23 ET tube and a curved scope.

Last week, she developed a urinary tract infection and a septicaemia.

BP 60, palp.

OK, just open the IV according to the chart.

The patient is "do not resuscitate".

Shouldn't somebody call her family?

OK, that is it.

Are you Mrs Henriquez's physician?

No, I never saw her before just now. Velasco is the attendee?

Uh-huh. Ok.

You'll want to notify the family.

Not me.

Right.

Are they going to leave her here all night?

Oh, I'm sure someone will come by.

Of course.

Well, good night.

Good night.

Sweet dreams.

By the way, my name is Rose.

Ah.

I just couldn't take any more from Mom,

so last night I packed up and moved over to your place.

What have they got planned for you this time, the rack?

No.

It is called an EEG, am I right?

It sounds expensive.

I've gone this far.

Hello, Mother.

I got these from that little man on Milk Street,

where Father used to buy you flowers.

Jennifer.

Hi, Dad. Is Mom coming, too?

No, she, um, had an appointment she couldn't break.

I'll bet.

How come you're not at school at 9.30 on a weekday morning?

I'm on my way, OK?

I just stopped by to see Gram and tell her I fed Toby.

You've got to learn,

when things are not going the way you want at home,

the solution is not running off to Grandma.

Fine.

And call your mother.

Let her know you're still on Earth.

I can't believe the way that you and Harriet are raising Jenny.

You keep out of it, Mother.

Well, I can't for the life of me understand why you won't allow her

to express her individuality,

let her become what she's going to become.

I know you don't approve of the way we live our lives.

That's all right, you've never approved of the way I live my life.

(LAUGHS)

Well, at least you can still laugh.

I had a long conversation with Dr Westphall yesterday afternoon.

You had a heart attack.

How could you have a heart attack and not mention it to me?

Sometimes I find your behaviour absolutely astounding.

I was going to tell you today. I had a heart attack.

There, I told you.

Do you feel more included?

Your condition is far more serious than you pretend.

Apparently, it's too dangerous for you to live alone any more.

Really? Yes, really.

Well, what do you suggest?

It's obvious, isn't it?

You have to come live with Harriet and me.

I'd rather die.

Would you rather go to a retirement home?

I'm not going anywhere.

Least of all to your house to live with you and Harriet.

This isn't... going well.

No, it isn't.

I guess I should be... Going.

Thanks for the flowers.

Don't let the door hit you on your way out.

I'll come see you tomorrow.

Uh-huh.

I find it hard to believe that he's your son.

So do I.

Yep, spring is finally here.

Yeah.

Oh, did you and Dad get the... get the pictures I sent you?

Yeah?

Weren't they great?

Of course I took them.

Well, David is right, I had a great time.

Yes, I got a parking ticket.

Could you transfer me, please?

You couldn't take this phone? Thank you.

Wait, what do you mean?

Yes, I'm a doctor.

Are they sure it is hepatitis?

I got a parking ticket while I was in an emergency.

Which type?

Yeah, 11052.

Did Dr Fogel take it while he was here?

Fiscus says this works every time.

If he did, that means that Pete and I have hepatitis.

What are you talking about? You've got hep?

Are you crazy?

Incubation period is anywhere from 15 to 45 days.

Hello?

Yeah. No, that wasn't the emergency.

If you're feeling lousy lately, that would account for it.

Never mind, OK?

I can't get sick now, I got the national boards coming up.

Tell David I'll try and call him.

I love you, too.

Dr Westphall. Uh-huh.

Do you have a minute?

I'm late for a lecture, do you mind walking along with me?

Not at all.

You've got to help me.

You told me she'd be able to check out tomorrow.

Where is she going to go?

She's not willing to make any compromises

about her living arrangements?

Absolutely not.

Mother and I have never really gotten along.

She is my mother and I love her, despite the fact that

if she moves in with us, it will be a nightmare.

I just want to know that she... she's being taken care of.

Do you want me to see what I can do?

I would appreciate that, Dr Westphall. Thank you.

Don't thank me yet, I don't think my talking to her is going to make

much of a difference anyway.

Excuse me.

17 down.

Morocco.

Ah. Uh-huh.

I do crosswords in pen,

do I look like someone who needs help?

Yes. Come on, try me.

All right.

23 across, eight letters,

plastic silverware.

Oh, oxymoron.

Yeah, a rhetorical figure in which contradictory terms are combined.

10 across, a named gadget or trinket, six letters.

Quawor.

How do you spell that?

Q, U, A, W, O, R.

Yeah, that's what the aboriginal tribes of Borneo used for barter.

Oh, my, that is a scary place, Borneo.

Yeah, I lost a lot more there than travellers cheques.

Are you certain?

Yes. Mm-hm.

But then again, I might be reaching.

I wish Dr Carlisle was here, she's given him all his other shots.

Relax, it will be over in a minute.

He had a real bad reaction to his second DPT shot.

I would do it myself, but...

Forget it,

you don't want to be the bad guy.

You know how to squeeze the muscle, instead of pinching the skin?

Jack, do you want to wait outside?

No. No, no, no.

0.25ml, right?

How are you feeling?

I'm fine.

With the national boards coming up next month,

this would be a hell of a time to come down with anything.

Everything all right?

Serum immune globulin shot.

My brother who stayed with us just came down with hepatitis.

Infectious?

According to the doctors in Seattle.

Pete and I got tested, we'll have the results today.

How are you feeling?

I'm a little tired.

Just give me a little warning, I'll try and distract him.

It's over.

What?

That's it, button him up.

What a trooper!

You're next.

Jack, I'll need a list of all the patients you've treated

since you came in contact with your brother.

I don't have any symptoms.

Just in case. You should notify your friends, too.

Give them the option of having a shot now or later.

Dr Westphall, should we inoculate the rest of the staff?

Yep, I'll get that started.

Drop 'em.

I don't believe this.

Ah!

(CRIES)

The worst part is, Angelo encourages him.

Is that vanilla or butterscotch pudding?

Naturally, he doesn't want to study.

His father has convinced him he has a million-dollar career

kicking a football.

I don't know, I don't know.

He won't listen to me.

Didn't you get pudding?

No, I didn't. Peach cobbler.

I am so hungry, can I have just a little taste?

Now, now, no food before surgery.

I know, I know.

I went through the same thing with my son in grade school.

He's in high school now, you now.

I thought you said your son had graduated Harvard.

What?

Yes. Don't you remember? Last night, you said your son was valedictorian

of his Harvard graduating class.

Oh, did I say that? You know,

I am always doing that. Lord, what I meant was my sister's son.

You see, he's like my son. Yes, Bradford.

Was he or wasn't he valedictorian?

What are you talking about?

I think we got off the track somehow.

Now that I think of it,

the nurses keep on calling you Miss Gallagher.

Who is that?

What are we talking about here?

Rose, are you all right?

Oh, I'm fine.

I'm fine, I just forgot what I was about to say.

I'll remember it, but I forgot what I was about to say.

My God!

I smell a dog.

Do you smell a dog?

Oh, I remember what I was going to say.

Five years ago, I had long hair, very long hair,

it was very beautiful. And I decided to cut it,

because one day I woke up and I could hardly hold my head up.

My husband, he didn't like the idea, my kids, they went crazy.

They screamed and they cried, but...

My husband thought it was a work of art.

But it was very heavy for me, so I cut it.

I'm the only one that didn't miss it.

When I cut it, I felt as light as a kite.

Rose, what you doing?

I know what I need to do.

Don't come near me, I know what I'm doing.

I took my hair and I took it to the side, and I started to cut it.

And I cut it and I cut it!

And I cut it!

Rose, dear, we're friends.

We're not friends! I don't even know who you are!

You can't tell me what to do!

And I cut it and I cut it.

You stay away from me, I know what I'm doing!

And I cut it and cut it until I was done.

That's it!

Leave me alone.

How are you feeling, Jack?

Mm.

Pete's doing great. I just took his temperature, 98.5.

100.6. Uh-oh.

Oh, for crying out loud, and get out of here.

Do you know someone you could leave him with for a night?

Pete's never been away from me overnight.

Well, just till you get a handle on this thing.

I'd love to take him,

but my sister and brother-in-law are in from Oneonta.

I've got my hands full with Tony and Elizabeth.

We're down to day workers.

Oh, all right, I'll take him.

Not this second!

I can't drag him along on rounds.

Susie in Accounting watches him for me.

Yeah, well, dump him down there.

Not you!

Would you go home, Morrison? You're ruining everyone's day.

Hey, see you later, sport.

I love you. I'm going now.

See you later. OK?

Jack, you are not putting him up for adoption, just go.

His food and things are in here, in the baby bag.

We'll manage.

OK, thank you.

Pete will be fine, Jack.

All right. I'll call you later.

BEEP

Uh, Mr Glover again.

Dr Craig, you know where Accounting is, don't you?

Don't forget to get your shot.

Well, this is turning into a hell of a day.

Judy, 1% Lidocaine with epinephrine, please.

Thank you.

Victor.

Sorry.

Nasal speculum.

Mind if I ask a question?

I mean, I don't mean to sound like a dolt or anything,

but doesn't she have, like, the perfect nose already?

Look, the septum is deviated 25 degrees to the right.

Big deal, who's going to be looking inside her nose?

Please don't start, Victor.

Talk about a hooter.

What's her name? Marcy Pinover, there was a nose.

So big she could pop balloons. It was always running.

Remember what happened the last time you assisted me?

Yes, I'm sorry.

I really don't want to throw you out of the OR again.

Fine, I'm done.

Periosteal elevator.

I'm done.

I will be creating a small elevation in the septal cartilage.

Janie Havemyre, there was a nose!

Talk about big. Find my car keys and we'll drive out.

I'll just... I'll go outside

and I'll be out there a minute, then I'll be done.

Knife.

Your progress is remarkable.

I'll be ready for the marathon.

85 years, step after step, always on my own.

I plan on leaving this hospital that way.

So, my son came to cry on your shoulder, eh?

Evelyn, I think moving in is a good idea.

It might not be the best of all possible worlds, but still...

I enjoy living alone.

I want to listen to my own thoughts in the morning,

not someone flashing in the next bathroom.

I want to walk out on my own back porch and watch

the animals in the yard eating the food that I leave for them.

You need someone to help out.

No!

Now, you listen to me. Since I first examined you four years ago,

the sight in the right eye has gone from 2060 to 2200.

You have developed degenerative arthritis in both your hips.

You are recovering from a broken hip

and you have experienced irregularities in your heartbeat.

Well, I don't believe in charts, I believe in feelings,

and I don't feel old, so why should I act it?

You have to rethink this, Evelyn.

My best friend, Ana, was put in a nursing home.

I went to visit her once, I never went back.

I didn't like what she had become.

No. She was alive, but she was without hope.

I don't care that life is easier if it means giving up.

I love my home.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to work.

I wish we could be more conclusive.

The only way is with a brain biopsy, and that is rarely done.

It's just that...

She's not a whole lot older than me.

This is your patient, Wayne, I won't say anything unless I have to.

Yes, sir.

Mr Orso. This is Dr Auschlander.

He's been helping me with your wife's diagnosis.

Hi. You found something?

Let's talk in there.

Stay right here.

All of Mrs Orso's symptoms

and tests indicate a progressive dementia,

often confused with senility.

Your wife has Alzheimer's disease.

Yeah, and?

There is an excessive loss of brain cells.

Her brain is dying at a much more advanced rate than her body.

But Rose is so energetic, she's only 41 years old.

I mean, how could...?

Just like that? She got it just like that?

It's possible it's been going on for some time.

But she has been able to cover it up till now.

Why would she...?

What's going to happen to her?

That's hard to say.

Try. Because to me, one and one equals two,

and I've got to know what'll happen.

She won't get any better.

Over the next three to five years,

her mental condition will continue deteriorating.

She'll become incapable of being able to take care of you...

and the children.

And eventually,

incapable of taking care of herself.

There is a lot of research going on, no cure, at least not yet.

I'm sorry.

Come on, honey, take it like a man.

That's easy enough for you to say.

Oh. I broke my hip and now this.

You come into a hospital with one thing

and then you limp out with another.

When I was in the Peace Corps, I inoculated hundreds of natives,

I know it hurts like hell.

You're so doped up from your operation, you won't feel a thing.

Ow! Oh.

Do you want to bet?

Oh.

Be right out, kiddo.

Smart girl, you got yourself put in restraints to avoid getting stabbed.

No, practising hairstyling without a license.

They thought I'd hurt myself. What are you going to do?

I'm going to give you the shot.

Oh.

Ow.

Oh, that hurts.

I'm sorry I can't undo the restraints.

Stupid. >

I mean, this is really stupid. >

No, no. I don't know if you should.

Maybe I am crazy, Paige.

We won't let anything happen to you this time, promise.

I'm sorry I ruined lunch.

Oh, don't worry, they'd already ruined that in the kitchen.

I don't know what comes over me.

My mind goes to an empty and horrible place.

And every time it does,

I become more and more of a stranger than who I really am.

I love my family so much.

I'm really afraid I'm going to lose them.

I've got such wonderful memories,

and I think I'm going to lose them, too.

I don't want to hurt myself, I don't want to hurt anybody else.

Paige, please come back.

Put them back.

Yes.

Is that too tight?

No.

Hi.

How are you doing?

Oh, a lot better than the last time you looked in on me.

Thanks for taking off the restraints.

Want some company?

Yeah.

Sure.

So, I guess you got my test back by now, huh?

What's wrong with me? Am I crazy?

No, you're not going crazy.

The tests indicate that the brain tissue has been affected in some way.

And I would like you to stay over. I want to run a few more minor tests

and explain to you a little better what's happening.

You a Red Sox fan?

Inside and out.

Me, too.

You know, when I was little, in the season of '51,

that's when my dad started taking me to Fenway.

I used to measure the games in terms of Italians.

Yeah, I did. Tom DiMaggio played center for us.

But his brother, the great Joey D played for the Yankees.

They also had Rizzuto, Raschi,

and the great Yogi Berra behind the plate.

That was the thing.

I think that is why they always had the edge over us, better Italians.

The Yankees always featured outstanding Italians.

Are you Italian?

Lithuanian.

Not too many legendary hardballers come out of Lithuania.

That's right.

Oh, don't look at my hair.

I'm so embarrassed.

Enjoy the hat.

Oh! Really?

Really.

Oh, thanks. Hey, do you know what?

On Sunday, the Yankees are playing at Fenway.

A doubleheader!

Maybe I'll see you there.

Yeah.

Have you spoken with your mother yet?

No. I don't feel like slam dancing with Mom right now.

Jenny, whenever you have fought with your mother,

I was glad to have you come and live at my house.

Oh, me too, Gram. I love it.

Look, I've run out of options. I'm getting old, I need help.

Well, that's OK, I'll take care of you.

The two of us, we can live at your place.

Oh, you wouldn't be happy.

How do you know?

I've decided to sell my house and try moving in with your parents.

Why? What for?

I've had plenty of time to think lying on my back.

I've spent my whole life pushing people away

in the name of independence.

I don't regret it, but I have realised that

I've never allowed your father or your mother to get close to me.

I'm serious, Gram, I can take care of you.

I'm giving up my independence

and you're at an age when you're just getting yours.

You can't be tied down to taking care of me.

I love you!

Well, I love you, too. But you're almost 18.

You can move out and dye your hair any colour you please,

if that's what you want.

Well, what do you think, huh?

Do you want the truth?

Of course.

You look like Joe Frazier after the Thrilla in Manila.

Really?

Well, I think you'll look great when the swelling comes down.

But between you, me and the lamppost,

I thought you were beautiful before the operation.

Oh, no. I hated my old nose. It was a white-bread nose,

the product of generations of homogenisation.

It lacked character!

You take your nose, for instance.

You see, that's a normal nose, but it's conceived on an Italian face.

Oh, yeah? Thanks a lot.

Listen, that's a compliment!

I have always wanted to be ethnic,

to be Italian, or Jewish, or something.

Those people always have character.

Nobody ever stood out in my family.

How about your son, the valedictorian?

I don't have a son, I don't have any children.

You're kidding me.

I don't even have a southern accent.

You are kidding!

I lied about everything.

What the hell for?

Because I'm a boring person!

I don't have any character so I thought that I would be one.

But no more of that, that's exhausting, you know?

I mean, you get caught, it turns people off.

You know why I had this operation? For my mental health.

Yeah, I thought the nose would give me character

so I wouldn't have to be one. Crazy, huh?

Listen, I give you my solemn promise I'm not lying any more. Uh-uh.

You are hysterical.

You made a choice to go nuts and here I am, with no choice,

going nuts. Two nuts. In the same room.

You make me laugh!

'Dr Wolf. Dr Michael Wolf to maternity.'

Next. >

You better go before me, I got to use the phone.

I said next.

Oh, Dr Cavanero, there must be some mistake in my files

cos I remember having hepatitis in 1975.

Luther.

You see, I remember catching it at my Uncle Nadel's wake.

Just because you have had it once,

doesn't mean you can't have it again. Come on.

I just don't like to waste medicine.

Today, Luther! >

I'm not afraid. Don't get the wrong idea, I'm a man.

I mean, The Hawk is not afraid of nothing.

OK, Doc, hit me with your best shot.

Oh!

Angelo, sweetheart, I love you, but we cannot afford a private room.

I want you to have it.

But I'm happy here.

Dr Fiscus and the old guy said what you need is privacy and quiet.

Besides, nothing is too good for you.

Why do I have to move in the middle of the night?

Would you shush?

You shush!

Rose, you don't have to make the bed,

Please, Angelo, you know how I am,

I like to leave things the way I find them.

Here comes the Angelo Orso express. Come on, Rose.

Come up and visit, huh?

Paige.

Listen, thanks for our little talk, huh?

Yeah.

Evelyn, thanks.

I have a feeling you're going to outlast everybody here.

Oh, I intend to, Rose, I intend to.

OK.

Bye-bye. Goodbye, Rose.

Drop us a line.

Oh, I will, I will.

My hat.

Bye. Bye.

(PETE CRIES)

Ellen, it's your turn.

Where do you get this "your turn" baloney?

When Stephen was a baby,

I was the one that always got up with him in the middle of the night.

Oh, I love your selective memory.

1960, Hurricane Donna.

Who calmed Stephen down?

It took me the better part of an hour to convince him

that thunder wasn't the least bit dangerous.

It's the lightning that's going to kill him.

Oh, Pete, you're just lonely in there, weren't you?

Here, honey,

say hello to your Uncle Mark.

There we go.

There.

You're just going to leave him sitting there?

Tell him a story. Try Goldilocks.

That's not funny, Ellen.

Is that the one with the wolf?

No, the three bears.

My mother didn't raise me to be a raconteur.

Um. Once upon a time...

That's a nice kickoff.

Three bears went into a house.

There was the baby bear

and the father bear and the mother bear,

who was no help at all.

Good night.

And the father bear said, "Please, baby bear, don't cry any more."

"I have to perform bypass surgery in the morning."

Well, just you wait, Donald, in a couple of weeks,

I'll be tap dancing in to see you.

I believe you.

Hello, Dr Westphall.

Your mother's all set.

I brought someone to see you.

Toby! Toby, darling.

I'm sorry, Doctor, but every once in a while,

you've got to break the rules.

I better get out of here before the charge nurse catches us.

I'll see you in two weeks.

I hate hospitals, but as hospitals go, this one isn't bad.

Goodbye.

Bye-bye.

Mother, I've made a decision.

And I don't want any ifs, ands or buts.

I don't care what you say or what Harriet says,

I'm putting my foot down, you're coming with us.

Are you telling me that Harriet doesn't want me?

Well, she threatened to divorce me, but I told her to go stuff it.

Good for you.

You're coming to live with us, that's final.

Well, we can at least give it a try.

Do you mean it?

Yes, I've made up my mind.

Three months trial run.

Is that OK, Toby?

Is Herriot still allergic to dogs?

Yes, yes.

Oh, I guess that this is goodbye.

I didn't really mind all your stories, you know?

They're called lies.

Well, they were fun.

Goodbye.

Bye.

Hello.

Goodbye.

I counted on a private room. They should have told me

they were going to put me in with other people.

Yes, Ms Coleman.

Here we are.

This is for the bed and this button buzzes out at the nurses' station.

So, if you want 20 minutes of nobody bothering you, push it.

The bathroom is over there.

Excuse me, how did the woman in that bed before me do?

Do how?

Did she make it?

Oh! Great.

Good.

What happened to your nose?

My nose?

Did you have some kind of accident?

Hey, didn't you read about it in the newspaper?

No.

Do you follow roller derby?

I did once, yes.

Yeah? For years I skated with the New Jersey Chiefs.

You look awfully slim to be a roller derby skater.

Were you a jammer or a breakaway?

I specialised in breakaways. I could go like the wind.

You know, sometimes, just to keep it interesting,

I used to skate backwards for several laps.

I see. What does that have to do with your nose?

Oh, I'm getting there, just a second.

Now, one Sunday afternoon game, it was what, I don't know,

Hartford, Baltimore, one of those, I can't remember.

I was doing my famous trick of skating backwards, you know,

and I didn't realise how close I was getting to the pack.

As I turned around, the back of the pack jammer elbowed me,

broke my nose, I got a deviated septum.

You seriously expect me to believe that story?

Hey, lady, if you care to, I got a team picture in that drawer,

why don't you open it up and look for yourself?

I believe you.

They were my happiest days.

My roller derby period. Yeah.

I just went by everybody like a blur.