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Pretty woman like you shouldn't act.

Tugwell doesn't want her.

Why? Because she's a woman?

Do you realize what this can do to her confidence forever? She's barely hanging

in. A blow like this... My major concern is a broken down cowboy with a ruptured

spleen. Oh, Consul, I'm afraid.

I can't go through with it.

I do think that your walking out of medicine is a good idea.

Okay.

47.5.

I had nine minutes with a 15-second margin. That's it. I got it with two

seconds to spare.

Gons, I don't believe this. I'm sure the Market Street traffic would hold them

up.

You're welcome.

Okay.

Who ordered the triple pepperoni? That's me.

That's you?

Okay. We got double pepperoni right here.

That's for her. Double sausage, extra cheese. Okay.

Peanut butter and anchovies. Who was that? Peanut butter.

Okay.

Oh, this is great.

You know, Tony's pizza's usually rock cold by the time it gets here.

Oh, well, the driver made all the lights. No matter what color they were.

Good thing Trapper doesn't know about this.

Does Stanley, does he know about it? Does Stanley know about what?

I hear we're up for renewal on our county contract.

Has the examiner arrived yet? No, not yet. And I hope you all realize that

this inspection could have a significant effect on the future of this hospital. I

expect the full cooperation.

What is it? What do I smell?

What's going on here?

You can't have food in this area. Get rid of this. I'm working on it. A person

can only chew so fast, don't he? Well, get rid of it before the inspector

comes. And Jackson, you get back to emergency.

There's work to be done.

Hey, Gonzo.

Who is that?

Excuse me, please. Where would I find X-Ray? Oh, yes.

Right down that way, the last door.

Thank you.

She's a new staff surgeon.

Her name's Nancy Crawford.

She's from New York, went to school in Cleveland, interned in Boston.

She's 5'7", and her physical condition is excellent.

No kidding.

So that's it? Come on, Starch.

Well, Trapper put the file away after that. You know how hard it is to read

upside down?

New surgeon, huh?

Guess I'm gonna have to show her the ropes.

And the doctor's lounge and the Titanic?

No, no guns, no way, uh-uh, uh-uh.

I don't think you're her type.

Not her type?

What do you mean?

No, not even a first base with her. I can tell about these things.

Well, I was right about the pizza. Why break a streak when you're hot?

Ten bucks says you can't get anywhere with her in, say, 24 hours.

You got it.

Can I have five of your action, Gonzo?

Sure, Starch. I think Jackpot and Joy's losing money.

This won't take long.

How old is she?

Well, Stacy's five, and of course, Mr. and Mrs. Tanner will want to meet you

before the surgery.

Oh, that sure is a lot of trouble for a little kid.

But she's now at the age where surgery is indicated.

Oh, yes.

And you're going to be on your feet for about five or six hours.

Don't you think that I have the stamina for it, Dr. McIntyre?

Because I assure you, I have performed more open-heart surgeries than either

one of us can count.

Well, I have no reservation about your competence, Dr. Coffer. I just thought

you might want some time to get oriented.

Oh, why would I need time to get oriented?

I'd like to schedule surgery for tomorrow morning, if that's all right

with you.

Fine.

Good. Then I will order the preoperative studies for this afternoon.

Excuse me.

You want to see me, Trevor?

I do.

Oh, yes, the angiogram.

Forgive me for intruding like this.

Oh, I'm sorry, Dr.

Coffer. This is Dr.

Gates, another of our staff surgeons.

Dr. Coffer has just joined us.

Gonzo. Nancy.

Nancy, would you care for a slice of pizza? It's a little Monday afternoon

tradition we have around here.

Thank you.

I have a vintage Bartolino that goes perfectly with this. I don't want to

flaunt tradition, but I have rounds in a few minutes.

I would be happy to accompany you.

Oh, but I'm sure that you need to stay here with Dr. McIntyre and talk about

that angiogram.

How about lunch tomorrow?

I'm scheduled for surgery all day, but I'm sure we'll see each other sometime.

Thank you, Dr.

McIntyre.

Want some stupid pizza?

Oh, you know me. I love tradition.

Friend of yours?

Funny. What happened?

Well, a bull got me on the ground and he hooked me.

But it's nothing but a bump and a scratch, so if you just stitch me up,

I'll be raring to go. If it's all the same to you, we'll examine you anyway

inside.

Oh, no.

Not today.

I don't believe it.

Hey, Joe!

Go back!

Go back!

There are no veterinarians here. Howdy, Doc.

How you doing, Joe?

I'd have been here sooner, but the damn car wouldn't turn over. Do you mind we

try to work under sanitary conditions here?

Dr. Riverside?

Just hold your horses, Miss Br... Ooh-wee!

Look at that.

That's all right, isn't it?

Maybe I ought to get myself stomped on more often. What is it, Miss Brancusi?

Mrs. Englehart is here, sir.

Who is Mrs. Englehart? The county examiner.

Tell the inspector I'll be right there. You, get your horse out of here.

Now let's get this clown into an examining room.

Can

I

be of any help?

Nancy Coffer.

I need clues, Dr. Watson.

Forget it, kiddo.

She's a gunner.

Strictly business.

No hobbies, no outside interests.

Extremely dedicated.

She already has open-heart surgery scheduled for tomorrow.

Who's assisting her?

I gave her Hollis.

Thanks a lot, Trapper. And she gets Hollis.

I knew you'd understand.

How we doing? Washable, non-toxic exterior paint on all car to surfaces?

Absolutely. I checked that myself.

What percentage of the nurses on duty are bilingual?

Well, at least half.

It's hard to tell sometimes.

Doctor?

Yes? Excuse me. Oh, you're Dr. Riverside? Yes.

I'd like to see that emergency patient with the abdominal and chest trauma.

You're Dr.

Crawford, the new surgeon?

I'd like to see him right away. I have three more workups before my lecture at

four. Yahoo!

There he is in room four. For Pete's sake, please, put a muzzle on him.

Oh, no.

Isn't that disgusting?

Isn't that... You know, it's the kind of help you get nowadays. There's just no

pride in their work that... Just stay very still and I'll be right back.

Another one.

Now, that's what I call service.

Well, hello, nursey.

I'm Joe Tugwell.

You think a fella can get a drink around here?

I'm not a nurse.

Hey, Joe, maybe she's going to give you a manicure.

I'm Dr. Coffer. I've been assigned to your case.

Oh.

Now, what's a pretty little lady like you want to be a doctor for?

Hey, Joe, ask her to kiss it where it hurts to make it feel all better.

Probably you.

I understand that you've stained quite a blow to the abdomen and may be bleeding

internally.

I agree with Dr. Riverside about admitting you for further tests.

We may have to operate.

Operate?

You mean you're going to cut me open?

Mm-hmm.

Now, you sure you ain't got me confused with a chicken?

Yeah, maybe she's going to fricassee you.

Order a spleen scan and an ultrasound of the abdomen. Yes, doctor.

I know what you're trying to prove, little lady.

But to my mind, a girl like you ought to be in a pretty little dress, in a pretty

little house.

And I intend to leave here with everything I came in here with.

So now you just stitch me up and pour me north.

Because I am leaving town tomorrow.

I'll see you in the ward, Mr. Tugwell.

So, you ready to unwind after your first big day at the hospital?

Oh, I am unwinding.

With a little light reading on radioisotopes?

You got any better ideas?

Maybe a little dinner?

Take in a movie?

Dr. Gates.

Gonzo.

Gonzo.

It's true that underneath this shapeless medical smock that I'm a woman who

should have been a little bit more genuinely flustered by your approach.

Okay. Okay.

So it could use a little improvement.

It had all the polished aplomb of a first-year med student with the hots.

I goofed, right?

I should have come at you with acute renal shutdowns that have mystified me,

or the balloon-tipped catheter as a replacement for coronary bypasses.

Well, it would have been more of a turn-on.

Okay. Before you start jumping to any macho conclusions.

May I enlighten you, Gonzo?

Sure.

I enjoy the company of men.

And I've experienced my own share of emotional pinnacles.

But never, and I repeat never, is a man going to ever forget that I'm more than

a sex object.

Good night.

Dr. McIntyre, we know how difficult this operation can be.

Are you sure that surgeon can handle it?

Dr. Coffer is a very bright and capable surgeon.

I mean, you're lucky to get her. But has she ever operated on a little girl as

sick as Stacy, all alone?

Of course she has.

And her record is perfect. She's never lost a patient. And she's not alone.

Dr. Hollis is assisting her, and he's one of the best on our staff.

It was a lot rougher than we thought.

Thank you for helping me.

It was a pleasure to assist you, Dr. Copper.

Is Stacy all right?

She's a very strong girl, Mrs. Tanner.

And her response to the surgery is very encouraging, but we still will have to

wait and watch.

In the meantime, she's being monitored very closely.

When can we see her?

Oh, I'd say in an hour or so.

In the meantime, why don't you try to relax?

Maybe get something to eat.

We'll notify you when she's awake.

Thank you, Doctor.

And thank you too, Dr. Hollis.

Hollis?

If you gentlemen will excuse me, I have a patient to look at.

Wait a minute.

What happened to Hollis?

He had to fly suddenly to Washington.

He had a phone call from the Latvian embassy.

And naturally, he asked you to replace him.

Pleaded with me. It's the very least that I could do. Excuse me, Trapper.

This is costing me money.

Dr. Payne, go to receiving.

Dr. Payne, you're wanted.

Do you know something?

Your work reminds me of Kenderly in Boston.

Really? Mm-hmm.

He is incredible, isn't he? Oh, yeah, yeah.

Do you know him?

We've met.

Gonzo, about last night, I want to apologize.

I was a little bit on edge. Oh, no, no. You were right about me, Nancy. I was

coming on too strong.

Does your schedule include dinner this evening?

I promise, absolutely nothing but shop talk.

Tropical diseases, aneurysms, post-op complications you won't believe.

I'll meet you out front at 7.30, okay?

Great.

Six,

seven, eight, nine, and ten. Half of that goes to starch.

Let's do this every day, Jackpot. I'm starting to like it.

Cardiac arrest.

And Nancy's in surgery.

Get a hold of her. I'm on my way up. Right.

Who is it? Stacy Tanner. She isn't responding to CPR.

Give me 100 watt seconds.

Okay, stand back.

Let's try it again.

Doc, you just had a page for the CIC.

Gonzo's there now.

Thanks.

Stacy Tanner?

Yeah.

How is she? What's wrong?

We couldn't save her, Nancy.

She's dead.

You did everything you could. You have to believe that.

I know you're trying to protect me, Dr. McIntyre, and I appreciate it. Come on,

I am not trying to protect you.

But I do know the facts.

Both of you did everything in your power to save that kid's life.

And what happened could not be helped.

I've never lost a patient before.

How do I face them?

Comes with the territory, Nancy.

What do you say to somebody whose child is...

Well, you want me to tell them?

No.

No, I'll finish it.

It's part of the job, right?

Dr. Riverside, when was the last time you checked these fire extinguishers?

Just last week. And we have a fire drill every Thursday morning.

At what time?

8 a.m. promptly. 8 a.m.? Doesn't that interfere with the patient's breakfast?

Well, no, no, not at all. You see, by then, all of their trays have been

cleared away, and they're all ready and waiting for a little exercise.

You mean just the ambulatory patients? No, ma'am, everyone.

Everyone? Well, not everyone. I mean, some of them are in no condition to be

moved, so... Oh, you just leave them here to be burned alive?

Yes. No, no, I mean, we take special precautions for all our patients.

What are you doing?

Relatives, visitors.

Sometimes they get a little rambunctious. And you permit this sort

of behavior?

Well, our security police are specially trained to handle these rowdies. This

way, Mrs. Englehart, please.

You're harder to rope than a hip or a wheel. I am not a calf, Mr. Cuff. Give

me that rowel.

Dr. Crawford, I'm afraid I... I understand, Brancusi. As of now, I am

taking you off corral duty. Thank you.

Get in bed.

Oh, shut down.

I'm just trying to have me some fun.

I'm sorry we only provide nurses instead of cattle for your roundups.

Do you have any idea what you could have done to yourself? I have you on bed rest

for a reason.

Well, I'm going to tell you something, little lady. If I don't get out of this

bunkhouse soon, I'm going to start me a stampede.

You're just playing scared, Tugwell.

Joe Tugwell, scared?

Ha, ha, ha, ha. Yeah, the top rodeo clown from coast to coast.

Well, let me tell you something.

Well, I rode broncs that have rattled these shinbones like castanets.

I fought bramables that were so bad that they'd convert these hawks into sour

mash if they lit right.

You know something?

I flirted with death so many times you would think we was going steady.

I know that you think that you're indestructible, but you're still scared.

No word.

The knife.

Once they will you in there, you're no longer in the saddle. You're out of

control, cowboy.

Well, maybe that is part of it.

What's the other part?

You know, I used to own a little filly just about like you.

Called her Princess.

Boy.

Boy, she was pretty to look at.

She was a high stepper, you know, good for show.

You know something?

She couldn't get within two feet of a sow without bucking.

You think I can't handle this case?

Pretty woman like you shouldn't have to.

You're just like my father, Tuckwell.

To him, a woman wasn't meant for anything but looking beautiful and

raising beautiful children.

The day I graduated from medical school, with highest honors, incidentally. Do

you know what he said to me?

I'll give you a year and a half, doll.

One year to furnish your offices, and six months to find a man who can

tolerate you being as smart as he is.

Damn both of you.

Have you seen Nancy?

She went home.

Oh, she ran another spleen scan on Joe Tugwell.

Shows a probable subcapsular rupture, but he's fairly stable.

Is he going to operate?

He's on the schedule for tomorrow, but if his hemoglobin drops, she's going in.

But I've been taking her off the Tugwell case.

Taking her off?

Why?

Because what happened yesterday with the Tanner kid? It's out of my hands.

You're taking over. Now, wait a minute, Trapper. What's going on? In here.

It comes down to this.

Tugwell doesn't want her.

Why? Because she's a woman?

He doesn't have to explain why. It still is a privilege.

It is because she's a woman. And he's a jerk.

He may have heard on the hospital grapevine that Nancy lost a patient

yesterday. And now this?

Do you realize what this can do to her confidence, Trapper? She's barely

hanging in. A blow like this... Well, I'm aware of all of that. But my major

concern is a broken-down cowboy with a ruptured spleen.

And she doesn't count?

Of course she counts. Look, we've all been there at one time or another.

I mean, it hurts like hell, but it isn't terminal.

She'll get over it in time.

Do you mind if I tell her?

You figured out a way to go easy on her?

Who said I'd go easy on her?

I don't want you to bring over a thing of chop suey.

Phil, will you listen to me? I... Hold on just a second. It's the door.

Sorry.

Always just a friendly neighborhood rapist.

It's a bad joke, Phil.

Honest.

It's one of my colleagues from the hospital, Dr. Gates.

Look, I can't talk with you right now, okay?

Yes, I love you too.

Bye, Phil.

Sounds like you and Phil are going steady.

It's my father.

Phil?

Out of pure self-protection.

Now, if I called him Dad or Pop, he would probably smother me with his kind

of love.

Would you care for a cup of coffee?

No, thanks.

Well, I...

You know, he has still not accepted the fact that I'm a doctor.

He must be very proud.

Feel proud?

Well, maybe when he stops worrying about his little girl in pigtails and

pinafore.

He spent 27 years on the New York police force.

Ended up detective first grade.

But to Phil, women were always either mothers or wives or daughters. Each and

every one of them was a potential victim of a mugger, a rapist, or... some

weirdo.

See this?

$2,000 worth of orthodontics.

Just so I could find me some nice man who would take over his job of

protecting me.

And he's still protecting me.

Sorry. Just leftovers from an old therapy session.

Well, shall we talk about something else?

I think I will have that cup of coffee.

Good.

I saw Tugwell's tests.

Well, everything confirms that he should have surgery.

Oh, Conso, I'm afraid.

What's worse is that Tugwell is afraid of me.

And he has every right to be.

I can't go through with it.

When did you decide all this?

Oh, it's not just Tugwell's operation. It's the whole thing.

I need a vacation.

I thought I could handle it. I can't.

The only thing going through your head is what happened to Stacy Tanner

yesterday and how it could happen again.

That's right.

And there is nothing that you can say that's going to relieve me of that fear.

I have no intention of trying.

Nancy, I've been thinking a lot about what I told you yesterday.

And I still don't believe you could have saved Stacy Tanner, but I do think that

your walking out of medicine is a good idea.

It's not your thing.

I have a feeling.

That what you really want is to be that helpless little girl who

needs protection from the big bad world.

And you know something?

I think you would look terrific in a pinafore.

Dugwell, you're a first-class, triple-A bonehead.

Well, now, you're not going to get much argument out of me on that.

You took me off your case, didn't you?

You had to tell McIntyre that you warned me off out of pure, unadulterated

terror.

And don't you call me little lady either.

All right, honey.

I want to tell you something. You're all wrong.

I don't want anybody on my case.

You know something?

All I really need is a decent meal and a good woman.

You're looking at a good woman, you idiot.

Someone who can take that broken body of yours and put it back together again.

When are you going to catch on that you're wasting your time?

Tell me something, would you, little lady?

Sure.

Why is it so all-firing important for you to cut me open?

When I was a kid, my old man used to stuff me with graham crackers and milk

and forced me to watch Hop Along Cassidy.

All right.

All right. You sold me.

You got the job.

I mean, what the hell? You know, if I ain't gonna pull through anyway, I might

as well go out with some style.

You're a hard man to like, Tugwell.

But thanks for the great vote of confidence.

That seems to cover everything, Dr.

Riverside. Good.

Oh, yes. We forgot the wheelchair inspection.

Wheelchairs? Safety code, brakes, and so forth. I don't need to see them all.

Bring a couple and I'll be on my way.

On your way. Good. Right.

Wheelchairs.

Wheelchairs.

wheelchairs where are all the wheelchairs all right ladies and

gentlemen the last pigeon judge on your mark get set

Would you decide on Tulip Festival in Holland or a winter cruise to Acapulco?

Well, I probably deserve that.

But I put myself back on Tugwell's case.

Hey, that... Does Trapper know that?

Not yet.

But he's still my patient. I got Tugwell's consent.

Really? Uh-huh.

Will you assist?

Coax me.

You okay, Tug?

Just get me out of here, boy. Okay, I got your clothes in the truck.

Tugwell!

You're a bigger fool than I thought you were.

You have to be the... Go get a gurney, hurry.

Are you all right?

You gonna pull me through this, Doc?

Would you believe Tugwell called me Doc before he passed out?

Ready, Doctor?

Scalpel.

Call Dr.

McIntyre. We're going to need some help.

Let's go.

Is Tuckwell... He wants to see you.

Hi, you little lady.

How we doing?

Oh, you're gonna be up and roping pretty nurses before too long.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I just... I just wanted to apologize to you for giving you such a

hard time.

It's just a crazy kid in me that makes me clown, you know.

What I really wanted to say was thanks for patching up this old carcass for me.

I guess I owe you my life, huh?

Where'd you get that idea?

Well, Doc Gates told me.

That's true, ain't it?

No, it's not true.

When it came down to it, I panicked, just like that show horse that you

called Princess.

I spooked Tugwell.

Just like you said I would. I cut and I ran.

I want to tell you something, too, Doc.

He's right about me.

Boy, I just plumb scared.

You know something else?

Last time I seen that little filly she went spooky She's

just fine Well The

important thing is that you're gonna get better

You live a very full life, doctor.

In the morning, life-saving surgery, and after lunch, a triple bypass on your

fuel pump.

And without an assistant.

Just what right did you have to tell Joe Tugwell that I performed surgery on him?

I didn't tell him.

He just assumed that you did, and I didn't bother to set the record

straight.

Anyway, what difference does it make? He's alive and doing okay.

It's a lie. That's the difference it makes.

He might have gone on believing I was some kind of angel of mercy when I'm not

Just how hazardous do you think that would have been to his help?

When are you gonna get it through your head that I want to be judged by the

same rules?

Same rules as what as you or anyone else?

I Have always wanted to be a great doctor.

I Knew it'd be tough for a woman, but I took my chances Well, okay, I didn't

make it

But if I had, I would have wanted to take the credit for myself.

And by the same token, I want the right to take responsibility for my mistakes.

No big deal. We all make mistakes.

Exactly.

And if I fail, I don't want to be patronized or protected simply because

I'm a woman.

I want the right to be judged as a human being.

who can mess up things just as royally as a man.

Yeah.

Well, it's not the end of the world.

Good luck, Nancy. I'll see you around.

Say, do you have me that wrench over there?

Get it yourself.

Wheelchair races, pizzathons, baby derbies. I'm amazed this hospital hasn't

been raided. Why don't you think of it as a form of relaxation, doctor? You

know, a way to release tensions. What about my tensions?

I mean, my father, who just happens to be chairman of the board... Yes, I know.

...expects me to take care of the county board of review.

Now, if Mrs. Englehart goes back to them with a negative report, we'll lose

our... That's a pizza box. This

is a pizza... I've got to get rid of this. Wait.

Uh, this can be explained.

Oh, it was very generous and thoughtful of Dr. Jackson to provide us with this

repast. Dr.

Riverside.

Dr. Jackson?

No, it's just the liver, Doc. It's fresh and hot. Come on, have some.

We got three boxes.

Very thoughtful indeed.

Oh, hi, Phil.

No, I'm not sick. I just came home early, that's all.

All right, if you must know, I quit my job today. That should make you very

happy, shouldn't it?

No, I don't want you to come over. I want to be alone. I have a lot of

thinking to do.

Excuse me, my Chateaubriand's burning. I'll talk with you later.

Dr.

Nancy Coffer?

Yes. A package for you from Dr. G. Alonzo Gates.

He says to tell you bon voyage.

Thank you.

In addition to Tugwell, do you think you could handle two more of Nancy's

patients? Like whom?

Mr. Thornton's about ready for his gastrectomy, and Mrs.

Lazarus is sweating out her... A pulmonary nodule.

Procedure that I happen to be very good at.

The pinafore didn't fit.

Will this do?

Doctor, may I try it again?

Take over, Doctor.

I might get a little wobbly at times.

Would it be too much if I asked for your help?

You got it.

You don't have a monopoly on the wobblies, you know. We've all been there

at one time or another.

Should have seen me and Nam the first few days under fire. I was a basket

case. Oh, did your CEO cure you with a pinafore?

He brought you back, didn't he? He helped me win $10.

On what?

Your return.

You were that sure that I was going to come back?

That reminds me, I'm holding a special meeting tonight in the doctor's lounge

at 9 o'clock. I'd like you there, Gonzo, along with all the other hospital

hustlers.

Game is called poker.

Easy to learn, lifetime to master.

Nice, quiet, clean way to lose your money.

Five bucks.

Bye-bye.

Good night. I'm gone.

I'm in.

Raise you two.

Can you spare it?

I'll see you at two and raise you five.

One, two, three, four, and...

Four, twenty-five, fifty, seventy-five, five dollars.

I got you this time, Doc. I called, dead man's hand, aces and eights, huh?

Full house.

And all royalty, too.

Enjoy your donation.

Did you see what I came in with? Did you see how much money? You gave it your

best shot.

Trapper, can you lend me ten bucks?

What for?

I've got a date with Nancy.

Let her buy. She's working.