All language subtitles for Quincy, M.E. S02E09 (The Hot Dog Murder)

A hot dog?

What's a hot dog?

Murder, Lieutenant.

First degree, premeditated homicide.

Do whatever you think best.

Yes, yes, it's appreciated.

I'm taking him back home.

He's dead.

Just leave him alone.

Certainly you want justice for what happened to your husband?

You want to explain that a dental student has the audacity to supersede their doctor's

findings?

The evidence is there.

According to this, he was a convict.

They moved to maximum security for his own protection.

All it took was a hose of hot dog and five minutes.

Gentlemen, you are about to enter the fascinating sphere of police work.

The world of forensic medicine.

Perhaps the most important thing to remember for what we've discussed here is that the

cadaver is still a human organism.

And if treated with reverence and care, it can tell you many, many things.

But you must listen with your eyes and your sense of touch.

Touch is a tool, like histology, microbiology, pathology, all tools by which we can listen

to what the body is trying to tell us.

The important thing is that we listen and we hear it correctly.

Lastly, even more important, is that you have the courage to act on what they reveal to

you.

Thank you.

Dr. Scheltzer, thank you for that reflection.

Thanks for coming.

I know how busy you are.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

Dr. Quincy.

George, I explained, doctor's busy.

Yeah, you have to get back to the office.

Then you don't believe what you said?

What's that?

That we should believe what we see and act on it?

Talbot, Dr. Quincy's our guest.

What is it, sir?

Well, I'd just like you to take a look at some findings I've made and see if you agree

with my answers.

Mr. Talbot is one of our brightest students, but I'm afraid he's also one of the most imaginative.

Well, some of my best cases have come as a result of my imagination.

Keep on.

I have to grab some lunch.

Thank you for everything.

I really appreciate it.

Well, from the looks of this, you don't need any advice from me on dissection.

You ought to consider surgery.

I intend to, but right now I'm concerned with pathology.

Well, what do you think?

About what?

The posterior of the pharynx.

The internal contusions run all the way to the glottis.

Yeah, but it's very difficult to read contusions in a photograph.

The slide sections show broken blood vessels, crushed cellular structure.

Slides?

You can see where I took the sections.

What is the bottom line here?

Cause of death?

Yeah.

Exfixiation.

So?

Well, the death certificate from the state prison facility at Delamo listed the cause

of death as terminal emphysema.

Well, that matches.

Well, it did, until I found this.

A hot dog?

I found a frankfurter wedged in the throat.

Who was this guy?

Kendall.

John Kendall.

Kendall, Kendall.

That sounds familiar.

According to this, he was a convict.

They moved to maximum security for his own protection.

Brandeis case, huh?

He's a high class chisely.

He runs a conglomerate.

He collapsed one of his companies, an insurance company.

Suddenly thousands of people, mostly old, were without medical coverage.

He's not a nice guy.

I want to see the body.

Sorry, sir.

The family withdrew the waiver and reclaimed the body for burial.

Well, I want you to get a copy of the waiver and a copy of the death certificate and the

hot dog and everything you've got, including your slides.

And if we find we have something, we're going to show Lieutenant Monahan some home movies.

Now go.

Mrs. Kendall?

Yeah.

Oh may I have a meeting?

Mrs. Kendall?

Yeah?

Oh, may I help you?

Look, if you're the guy from the welfare office, uh, I've changed my mind.

We're leaving at the end of the week.

No, my name is Quincy.

I'm with the coroner's office.

Oh, I wanted to talk to you.

When I heard you claimed your husband's body, I felt I had to ask you some questions.

Look, I had a right to see that John had a decent burial.

Oh, of course, yeah.

It's all perfectly legal, all paid for.

Our last cent, but I really couldn't leave John like that.

You see, our faith doesn't allow it.

That's one thing I can't understand.

Do you know why your husband donated his body to the university?

Oh, he wasn't quite himself.

He was terrified from the moment you people locked him up.

He did not belong in there.

Well, he was convicted of embezzlement.

If he had taken the money, we would have had something to defend him with.

He was given seven years, Mr. Quincy.

He was a very sick man, and he knew that he could not survive with those animals.

Is that why he was gonna go to the grand jury?

Look, I've heard about that after he told me from the paper.

I did. It was too late then.

But he was out to get brandized, wasn't he?

What? Nobody's ever gonna get Arthur brandized?

Well, maybe we can.

Have you all petitioned the governor for an inquiry into your husband's death?

Petition?

Yes.

Mrs. Kendall, I believe your husband was murdered.

See, that's not possible yet.

There's just no end to it, is there?

Well, maybe there is.

See, we have evidence now.

Come on, his lawyer had evidence.

There's something you don't understand, Mr. Quincy.

See, poor people are not equal.

I mean, not in the court and not outside and certainly not in prison.

No, I think I know why your husband donated his body to the university.

If something happened to him, he wanted to make sure that somebody could prove it.

And we can with your help.

No.

You don't mean that.

No, I do mean it.

Look, I've got two kids to raise and I'm taking them back home.

He's dead. Just leave him alone.

Well, certainly you want justice for what happened to your husband?

Justice?

You go and speak to the brandized of the world about justice.

I can't afford the price.

Hello, I'm Dr. Quincy.

Hello, my name's Dolores.

I'm a little confused.

I thought I had a business appointment with Mr. Brandeis.

No problem, doctor.

I'm Mr. Brandeis' secretary.

Please come in.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, that's good.

Mr. Brandeis.

Oh, you're the genius.

Dr. Quincy.

Dr. Quincy, how nice of you to drop in.

Look, forgive my wet hand.

But all right.

I'm afraid I'm a little bit pressed for time, but...

I can make it another time at your office.

No, no, no. You don't understand.

This is my office.

Dolores, why don't you get Dr. Quincy one of those specials of mine, huh?

Oh, no. It's a little earlier than me.

Oh, no, you'll love these. They're very smooth.

Besides, you realize, of course, don't you, that...

Thank you, sweetheart.

That it is sundown in Rangoon.

Come on.

Step over here. Excuse me, girls.

Well, I understand from, uh, Dolores that you're connected with some sort of coronary research.

No, no, no, no, no. I'm with the coroner's office.

Oh, well, the laugh's on her.

I mean, that is a little premature. I'm sound as a dollar.

Well, I just paid Sarah Kendall a visit.

Oh, yes.

Mrs. Kendall, I'm afraid where I'm concerned, she's probably a little bitter.

Can you blame her, sir?

No, I certainly can. Her husband stole from me.

Well, the newspapers gave a different point of view.

Surely you don't believe everything you read in the newspapers.

Only the obituaries.

You know what they had the nerve to say?

Huh. They said the day Kendall died was the luckiest day of my life.

Wasn't it?

He dirtied my name.

If we'd gone to the grand jury, he would have been exposed as the liar and embezzler he was,

and my name would have been cleared.

Thanks, sweetheart.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Thompson is on my list.

Oh, yes. Excuse me a minute.

Yes, Thompson? What is it?

No, no, no, no, no. I want that closed by Tuesday.

Look, I've got them in a bind. Now, I want you to put on some pressure.

If you can't do it, I'll get somebody who can.

Yes.

Just do it, will you?

You look surprised, doctor.

I'm impressed.

I hope you're not one of those people who thinks that just because someone is religious,

they can't afford to enjoy the fruits of their labor.

I was just thinking about Kendall.

His enjoyments were cut off.

Oh?

He was murdered.

Can you prove that?

Not yet, but with a little help.

Well, you're welcome to anything we have to offer here.

Dolores, would you see that Dr. Quincy has full access to any of our files,

anything he needs at all?

Well, there are a few questions I'd like to ask you right now.

I'm afraid I don't have that much time, but, doctor, please, come back anytime.

You're always welcome. Now, if you'll excuse me.

He means it, you know.

What?

We're very informal here.

Do come back anytime.

Enjoy.

You can count on it.

Monica, this is fatal pneumonia.

With emphysema, no air spaces.

Show me Kendall slightly, sir.

Lung shows signs of emphysema, but a long way from terminal.

Well, it's a hell of a lot better than John Kendall,

38-meal Caucasian choked to death while trying to swallow a hot dog whole.

You don't get contusions trying to swallow voluntarily.

He's right. Show us that dog, will you, sir?

There it is. See it?

See what?

Sam.

Sorry, boss. I never spend much time in delis.

The skin is not separated from the wiener.

Turn it off.

Whenever you boil a frankfurter, the water gets under the skin.

So?

My guess is it was frozen, or partially so.

Whenever you want a part-time job, you got it.

You can have mine if you'll explain what you're getting at.

Murder, lieutenant. First degree premeditated homicide.

With a hot dog?

And I think we can nail Brandeis with it.

Come on, Quincy. Now, you take it easy. You're dealing with a big man.

Yeah, a big man with an alibi.

Kendall was his bookkeeper. If he could have gotten to the grand jury,

opened up about that swindle, Brandeis would be doing 20 years right now.

All right. You've got a motive.

And maybe, just maybe, you got a method.

Maybe? All it took was a hose, a hot dog, and five minutes.

And opportunity.

You're forgetting that Brandeis was released before Kendall's death.

He's already out in the street.

Oh, come on, man. Everybody knows Brandeis wouldn't do a thing like this.

He could spit in Delamore and get a hit, man.

Quincy, Kendall was in a solitary cell. Maximum security.

Now, you bust that and I move, but not until. Get it?

He didn't sound very encouraging.

Oh, don't worry. We'll beat this thing one way or another.

That means all night on reports, right?

Well, it's only one night, Sam.

The quicker we get this on Astin's desk, the quicker the wheel start going.

I'd like to help. This is a lot more interesting than the anatomy of a bicuspid.

You got it. Get a typewriter.

Well, the innocence of youth.

What is it, old man? What are you grumbling about?

Oh, nothing. I was just trying to remember an old-fashioned eight-hour day.

Oh, boy.

Quincy, really, sometimes I just don't believe you.

It makes us even. What do you think?

I think that you have a sufficient workload in this department

without delving into every cadaver tank in the area looking for more problems.

All I'm asking for is permission to go up to Delamo Prison.

I want to explain to the warden what we've stumbled onto.

Then the proper authorities could take over.

You want to explain that a dental student has the audacity to supersede their doctor's findings?

The evidence is there.

Along with a lot of guesswork. Sam, don't just stand there. You're allowed to talk.

What do you think?

Oh, well, um...

I had trouble buying it in the beginning, sir, but the tissue examination is strong circumstantially.

You see, Sam, you don't realize that's it.

On circumstance, we could wind up alienating the prison board,

not to mention the legislative committee.

What have they got to do with... Hey, even the newspapers know that Brandeis raped his policyholders.

Thousands of poor people have had their premiums wind up in his phony Swiss accounts.

Nobody's even laid a glove on him.

Now, wait a minute. He was convicted.

Oh, let's not talk about the lousy six months he got.

We got a chance here to pull him away for murder.

Sure, I'm what this reporter alleges. It's thin circumstantial, Quincy. Thin, thin.

Wait a minute. Does this mean you're not even gonna send this report in?

I didn't say that. Did I say that? I'm going to forward this to the prison board.

But I have to go through channels. I have responsibilities to this department.

That's all I'm asking for.

So I want you to keep out of it, and we accept their decision however it goes.

Agreed.

You got it. When will we hear?

Hmm?

When will we hear?

Well, they meet again in August. Their agenda's very broad.

August, sure. By then it'll be old business. They'll shuffle around some papers. It'll be forgotten.

Don't you understand? We got a great shot to nail Brandeis.

He's slippery. You don't get shots like this very often.

Quincy, you agreed, remember?

You shook my hand, Quincy.

We agree to let them order an inquiry.

Another nice day's shot. He'll get right into it. I know it. I know it.

He just...

Sam, I know that, but what did he say?

My hand said he can't touch the case until there's a clearance through the prison board.

Oh, that's terrific. What about a direct appeal to the board chairman?

Cashman's a new boy in town, just appointed by the governor.

He doesn't want to make waves without the board behind him.

Oh, boy. Sam, that means we're looking at six months of paperwork and then maybe nothing.

I gotta go to jail.

What, something wrong?

No, no, nothing like that. I want to look around.

I want to find out how they got to Kendall while he was in maximum security.

Now, I want you to cover for me with Aston.

Quince, you gotta stop asking me to tell lies. It's against my principle.

Sam, it's only a little white lie. Besides, cross your fingers when you say it.

I couldn't help but overhear that.

What, are you spying now?

It comes with the territory.

Quincy, do you really want to get in jail?

Yeah.

Most people I know want to get out. You want to get in. Which one?

The Lammo. And I gotta do it by tomorrow.

What's the problem? It isn't like getting in the White House, you know.

Just knock off the bank.

Don't you have some glasses to wash?

Relax. I visit therapy now and then. I know the brass, the whole operation.

How's it help me?

Dr. Carmichael, you know.

The radiologist?

Yeah. He goes there three, four times a month, donates his services.

You think I can do that?

Dr. Carmichael would love to get you.

Danny, you're a genius. You're a pen in the net, but you're a genius.

Next time make an appointment if you want a consultation.

Hello, I'm Dr. Quincy. How you feeling?

Listen, where's the staff?

You're looking at it.

Isn't there a nurse?

Are you kidding me? This is a state penitentiary, not seat of the Lebanon.

This is it, huh?

You're not first on the state's priority list.

Good thing you filled in for Dr. Carmichael.

Dr. Holmes took off last night from Vegas.

Vegas? That's where you and I should be, Vegas.

I heard that. Right on, right on.

Hey, just a tip before you start SIGCALL.

Most of the cons in here have read the medical manual.

If there's a symptom, they know it.

Gotcha.

Oh, and don't forget to make notes.

If you're giving anyone around here, you have to fill out a form and triplicate.

Is it that bad?

I'll ask you after you've seen SIGCALL.

What's your specialty?

Pathology.

Are you good?

I'll ask you after we've seen SIGCALL.

Williams.

What's your problem?

It sounds like a nasty cough. Come on, take a look at it.

I'm joining you here when you cough. Please, where are you?

Gee.

Quincy, about this report on a Marston autopsy,

I can't make heads or tails of this one notation.

Where's the...?

It says a skosh.

Oh, it says a skosh. What?

Skosh?

A tiny portion, a wee bit.

You know, a skosh.

It's one of Quincy's favorite expressions since I made him an honorary Japanese.

What's the matter with him?

He can't put Japanese into an autopsy report.

All right. Then insert infinitesimal indications of purpura.

Sam. Sam, would you mind?

Sam, this is Quincy's report.

Yes.

Where is Quincy, Sam?

He's in a hospital.

In the hospital? What's the matter with him?

Well, nothing serious. He's just confined.

Confined?

Well, he felt that he needed a complete examination.

Checkup time, you know.

No wonder it's so peaceful.

He was certainly in the pink yesterday.

Well, as they say, here today, gone tomorrow.

Oh, is that what they say?

Which hospital is he in, Sam?

He didn't say.

Oh, he didn't say? He told me to tell you not to worry.

He'll turn up here in a few days, one way or the other.

Sam, I have to go.

Sam, would you mind?

It's an emergency. Sam? Sam?

I think I'm losing control.

It was all nasty cut.

Had to put five stitches on.

Did it hurt?

You don't know hurt, mister.

This gonna go on my record?

Well, I have a form I have to fill out.

Oh, oh.

It's impetuous. Take it easy.

Never saw you before in my life.

Okay, you can take the bandage off tomorrow.

What's this?

Health of an orange. You deserve it.

What for?

Oh, good day's work.

I'll drink to that.

Gorda's doing 117 years of bad time.

You're the first person to treat him like a human around here.

A lot of rough things going down here.

Like you see, not all goes on record.

I want to ask you something about a man named John Kendall.

Three months ago, he died of emphysema.

You remember?

How come there was no postmortem?

No reason. Maximum security, no cellmate.

Kendall was tailed for the university.

Do you know what a post would have done?

Would have answered a lot of questions.

You said it.

May I borrow your keys?

Please.

I don't want to know anything about it.

I don't want to know anything about it.

Brandeis, Brandeis.

Cellmate Sam Hutchinson.

Hey, what are you, the border health?

No, just hungry.

Well, then take your numbers.

Say, like, five of them and get in line.

This is the cons food.

The executive dining room is that way.

I try it. It tastes better. What is it?

Oh, you like that, huh?

Oh, yeah.

That's chicken Levine.

It's a special sauce in a curry.

La-veen?

No, Levine. A-9-0-4-6-2. David.

Quincy.

Oh, Wyatt, you're the new doctor?

Mm-hmm.

They say you're pretty good.

Well, you ought to open up a restaurant.

I already had one.

I forgot to pay the IRS a couple of bucks.

See, I play the ponies and...

Listen, have I got a yen for a hot dog?

Where would I go around here?

What hot dog? What are you talking about?

This ain't no ballpark.

Well, you do carry them, don't you?

Yeah, I carry them, but I don't serve them on a cold bun with mustard.

I saute them, maybe use them for a pate, little garlic, peppers, lemon juice.

Where would I get one?

You got to go through me.

You're the only one that has a key, huh?

Me and the dietician will stop passing these around,

and the walls will be bare in two days. You know what I mean?

It's cold in there.

The prisoners are maximum security.

They don't eat in the dining room.

Who brings the food to them?

Well, there would be Claude Whitley and Hutchinson.

There they are.

Gold dust twins.

See, they hustle for the country club set.

When you got the money, there are certain advantages.

You know what I mean?

What about Brandeis?

Brandeis?

He gave Hutchinson and Whitley his color TV before he left.

What did I get? A lousy fin.

Thank you.

Hey, Doc, since you had your hot dog while you were here,

I got this burning sensation. Maybe you can check it out.

Lay off the garlic, the lemon, and the pepper.

Ah, come on, Doc.

Stop by later. I'll give you something to boil.

Hey, right side's good. Your hearing's remarkable.

I could have told you that, Doc.

What am I doing in there anyway?

Preventive medicine. It's a new program.

All the prisoners are doing it.

Will you lie back, please?

Hey, hey, Doc. What is that?

Nothing. Just a little short, that's all.

You sure you know what you're doing with this thing?

You know, hey, uh, what is it anyhow?

Just a machine to check your heart.

Will you relax, please?

Yeah.

Now, we'll talk for a while. It takes a minute or two to warm up.

Hey, can I get electrocuted from that thing?

Well, it's possible, but it hasn't happened in such a long time.

That's why you have to relax and don't move, all right?

We'll just talk.

Tell me about Hutchinson.

Hutchinson, yeah. Him and me, we're in the same cell.

Let's talk about how you and Hutchinson killed Kendall.

Kendall? Hey, hey, nobody ever said Kendall got killed.

I figure that happened just before lock-up, about suppertime.

Hey, what are you talking about? I'm getting out of here.

Ha, ha, ha, ha. Now, you see that?

You must have moved like that. You pull out one of the electrodes, I can't be responsible.

I figured that Kendall was too heavy for you to handle alone, so Hutchinson helped you.

He took the hose, you attached it to the faucet,

forced water down his throat. You had to open him up without any noise.

Doc, I don't think I'm feeling too good.

Who took the hot dog out of the freezer?

Hey, Doc, I swear to you, my mother's grave. I never killed Kendall.

I might believe you. If you tell me who did the heavy work.

I can't tell you that. He killed me, too.

You already answered that.

Now, you can forget about Hutchinson.

Whitley, I want bigger fish than the two of you. Now, who put out the hit?

I don't know, Doc.

Doc, I swear to you, I don't know.

You're lying. You and Hutchinson always did favors for the big money men.

Now, you tell me the truth or I'm gonna blow you apart.

Doc, put that down. Please, please put it down, Doc.

I'm telling you, I'll tell you anything you want to know. Put it down, you're getting crazy.

Okay. Kendall, see, he couldn't do the time.

The wife and the kids on the outside. He was gonna go back to the grand jury.

I swear, Doc, I swear my mother's grave. That's all I know.

One more question. Brandeis, what does that name mean to you?

You don't have to answer that question.

How's it going?

Okay.

Quince, here's that slide you wanted.

Thanks, Doctor.

I hope this is urgent, Quince. You know, it takes me a whole hour to drive down here.

Sam, I need your opinion. If these slides match, we got something to go on.

Now, remember, this is the kids' hot dog, okay? Take a good look at it.

That's my hot dog. What do you think?

Right now, I'd settle for a salami sandwich.

They're exact, or close, anyway.

Of course they're the same.

Well, that's important. And Whitley, he's an inmate. He told me the whole story.

He and another Con Hutchinson, they put the hit on Kendall for Brandeis.

He told you that?

Well, he's not gonna admit it under oath, but yes, he told me that.

Holy mackerel, I got a 736 call in the morning. I gotta go.

What, you brought me down here for this? This could've waited till morning.

And what about the report?

Well, Bill's working on that. Besides, you better get some sleep. You look tired.

What are you gonna do? Stay up late, guys.

Brandeis must've cost a state of fortune.

He's got everything here but open-heart surgery.

The primary complaint was angina. It wasn't fake. He was scared.

I'm sure he was. Holmes diagnosed him as a coronary.

I'm sure he was scared.

He misplaced these, okay?

I'll just find out if you have my high.

Brandeis gives him a cease for the Rams game.

He pays his past two bills in Vegas. He's using one now.

If he finds out, I'll be in trouble, Doc.

I promise you I'll return him. There won't be any trouble.

Okay.

Yes! Huh?

Yes, I'm here. I'm here.

Look, under the circumstances,

I'm going to have to rely on your considerable capabilities.

Yes, whatever you deem advisable.

Yes, of course it's appreciated.

Sorry, girls. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, girls. I gotta go.

Yeah, thanks.

Hello?

There's been an accident. Someone's been hurt in the storeroom,

and he's on the floor bleeding bad.

We need a doctor, quick.

I'll be right there.

Get back in there, Mr. Hot Dog Man.

I heard there was an accident here.

There's gonna be.

We're gonna hang some meat.

It's very cold in there. I got a sinus condition.

It's secured.

Get in there.

Yeah, I was just talkin' to give that

Listen, Doc.

Well, you didn't even work up a sweat.

But you gotta be very careful.

You could open up those stitches.

You're a funny doctor, but you're gonna be a dead one if you don't go home.

I got you.

What goes down in here, Coby don't know about.

Whitley's good for a week, maybe a month,

whatever looks good after what he told you.

But Doc, you ain't good for the afternoon.

Yeah, especially when Levine sees what we did to his kitchen.

I'll tell him I done it.

Yeah, well, I can see why that would work.

Thanks, Coby.

Oh, you're the best polygraph man in the business.

Now, you can't look at this and tell me

Whitley wasn't telling the truth.

But this is an EKG, not a polygraph, Quincy.

This is better than a lie detector, and you know it.

Okay, so Whitley probably was telling the truth.

And he works for you.

Quincy, Brandeis put out a contract on Kendall.

Hutchinson and Whitley killed him.

Oh, that's terrific. That's just great.

You hand me hen scratches on a piece of paper

and you expect me to bust a guy who

buy lawyers by the battalion? Come on.

Quincy, the DA would laugh us right out of the office.

Okay. Sam, show us the graph you made on Brandeis.

This is a breakdown of Brandeis' medical record.

Right here is where he reported to the clinic

with severe chest pains.

Here's a few days before Kendall died.

Look at those blood pressures. Will you pull?

130, 150 going right up.

Why were these taken daily?

Mahomes, the prison doctor, he diagnosed him as coronary.

Brandeis got worried. He checked in every day.

But what do you think?

A building anxiety pattern. No question.

And here was payday.

Could the killers break into the maximum security?

Come on, Quincy.

No, he's right about one thing.

This sure isn't the typical pattern

of a man about to be released from prison.

A little anxiety, yes, but this should be more stable.

All right, Quincy, supposing you are right.

Let's assume all these brilliant deductions

are absolutely correct. What do you want me to do?

I want you to get on his case.

I want you to stay with him.

Don't you understand? Brandeis will crack.

He's an anxiety freak. He can read it right there.

What am I reading this for?

You know what I see in this?

You're proposing police harassment

based on illegally obtained medical reports,

maybe even extortion of evidence in Whitley's case.

Whitley was my patient, remember?

Besides, it's all state property.

So will you be if the DA tries to take this to court?

You know what you need is a smoking gun.

This is just smoke, blue smoke.

Come on, bro. Sorry, Quince.

Really an ingenious try,

but I think Brandeis is off the hook.

Thanks anyway, Paul. I really appreciate it.

Sure thing.

Ready to go to work?

We got two autos, an OD and an apparent suicide.

Why didn't I think of that, Sam?

What, suicide?

A hook. A hook. Maybe they can't get it, but we can.

I just got to set the hook myself.

You cover for me.

What, a lie again?

I know.

VICTORIA US OF missions

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Dr. Quincy.

Oh, how nice to see you.

Nice to see you.

It looks like I picked the wrong night again.

Oh, not at all. I said anytime, didn't I?

Yes, you did.

What can I get you to drink?

Why don't we make it simple this time?

Say scotch and water.

Scotch and water.

Now then, doctor, what else is your pleasure?

Oh, that'll be fine. I'll thank you.

Come on, Quincy.

It's the policy of the house.

Mr. Brandeis wants everyone to enjoy.

Just like that?

All you do is pretend it's Christmas night and make a wish.

Well, it wouldn't be difficult to make a choice.

Make it?

First, I have to see Mr. Brandeis.

He doesn't require that you ask his permission.

Well, this might.

Are you inhibited?

No, I'm just practical. Where is he?

Come on.

Good shot.

Good job, Mr. Brandeis.

Dr. Quincy.

Can I speak to you alone for a moment?

Of course, Dolores.

Would you let my excuses out?

Please.

I like these parties, you understand, but, well, sometimes the crush gets a little bit claustrophobic, if that's the word I want.

Delamme must have been a terrible experience for you.

And how was it for you, Dr. Quincy?

Just about what I expected. You have a lot of friends there.

You'd do well to remember that I have friends all over.

Oh, I remember that. That's one of the reasons I'm here.

Listen, I don't need a truck to hit me, so I want to tell you I'll cause you no more trouble, okay?

Very good. I'm glad you've seen the light.

As far as I'm concerned, Kendall is a dead issue.

You mentioned Kendall, man. I was thinking more of your, well, your inconvenience.

I think you get the full implications of that.

Oh, yes, I do. Believe me, I do.

Come and sit down, doctor. Be comfortable, please.

It isn't that I have to ask for favors, you understand.

When my people see a threat to me, their natural inclination is to remove it with or without my approval.

I can understand that.

The question is, doctor, whether you, whether you choose to be a friend of mine.

Well, I must say, with all this, I can think of a lot worse things.

So can I.

I think that our relationship could be very profitable and pleasant for both of us.

Hello? I understand. Right away.

And to top it all off, I think you could be a valuable friend for me.

Whatever I can do, just ask.

Good. I do like your attitude.

Mr. Randice.

Oh, yes, that belongs to Dr. Quincy.

I hope it is sufficient.

Sufficient? That's terrific. What's it for?

Oh, let's just call it an honorarium, shall we?

I'm sure you'll put it where it will do the most good.

I really have to run along.

Dolores here will take care of your needs.

I would like to see you tomorrow, if possible, I mean, away from all this confusion.

Let's say 9, 9.30.

I'll be there.

Good.

The glass is empty, Doctor. I think we need a refill.

Good morning.

What's good about it?

Can I be of assistance?

Why are you shouting, sir? Where's the aspirin?

Look for aspirin? I can't find aspirin.

Wherever I look, I can't find it.

You might try these.

What, are you hiding them?

Give me the Randice charter next week, will you?

I'll be right there.

I'll be right there.

I'll be right there.

I'll be right there.

Give me the Randice charter next week, will you?

I was just about to send it back to Delamo.

Not yet.

No.

Okay, Sam, what do you say?

What is this, a gestalt test?

Oh, be cute. See, no enlargement of the heart.

No way you want it thickening, right?

Sure.

I'll show you something else.

Okay, look at that.

Transient high BP's during times of hyper anxiety.

Nothing but depressed T wave on the EKGs, right?

Why do I get the feeling that you're trying to get me to say that Randice is in a heart case?

You're a smart boy, Sam.

Randice plays it cool, but he's not cool. He's hot.

And I'm gonna burn him up with his own heat.

You wouldn't want to try to explain that.

Oh, I wouldn't here. Hang on to this in case something goes wrong.

What is it?

Your honorarium for confirming my diagnosis.

My what?

You're shouting against him. Don't shout, it hurts the head.

I wouldn't believe it.

What do you say?

What do you want me to say?

Exactly.

We'll discuss it further.

Quincy, you showed good sense last night.

I like a man who learns quickly.

Well, with you, it's very profitable.

But this is the last thing I thought you would want me for, a physical examination.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

Provided I make it.

It's a drink I picked up in Mexico. You're gonna love it.

What is it? The help's night out?

Dolores dropped somewhere, but there is a time for privacy.

I'll come right to the point.

You know I am expanding my hold-in.

Now, that calls for capital.

Insured capital.

You can qualify me for that insurance, doctor.

Yeah, but insurance companies usually appoint their own examiners as a...

Please, I can take care of that.

But when there's 20 million in loans outstanding,

I can't afford to have a coronary history in my medical reports, huh?

That's why I haven't even been able to see a doctor since I left Delamo.

You got it. I'll take care of it.

Hold is one other thing.

Maybe you can get my other medical records out of Delamo for me.

Consider it done.

Good.

All right, let's see how you did here.

Not bad. Tastes good.

Listen, if you really want to enjoy it, you gotta chug a lot.

It really is a cool drink. Go on, try it.

Come on. I haven't done that since high school.

You serious? All right.

Here goes.

Ah!

Listen, can I have a drink?

Listen, can I get in really bad trouble doing this?

Well, in any successful financial venture,

there's bound to be a certain amount of risk.

Yeah, but, see, my name is on the insurance policy. I want to make...

Ahem.

What's the matter?

I think I, uh...

I think I'd like a chance to talk about this some...

Ah! I'd better be alone for a moment.

I don't think that's a very good idea, you know.

I don't know.

Ah!

Okay.

Take deep breaths. Deep breaths.

Okay. Is this how you felt in the hospital when you went to see Dr. Horst?

Yes.

Breathe. Delores!

Breathe. Breathe with me.

Breathe with me.

What is it? Get an amnesia. Quick!

Breathe with me.

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

I am going to make a fine...

Keep breathing that fighter-shift on the insurance.

You get to cover the heart on the records.

Yeah, that's the least of your problems.

Here. You should hang on to these.

What?

Oh, no.

Will you stop worrying? It only makes the pain worse.

Ow!

Ow!

Hurry up, will you? I got a guy dying back here!

Am I?

You can't lie to me, Mr. Brandeis.

You're in bad shape.

Pardon me. Bad shape.

The pain, the pressure, it's unbelievable.

I know. I know.

Ah!

Oh!

Ah!

Get him to intensive care right away.

Oh!

Ow!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Oh!

What do you want me for, buddy?

Auntie.

What are you up to? What are you trying to do?

I'm glad you're here.

Just don't talk. Just listen or this thing will fall apart.

What are you trying to pull?

A swindler's swindler.

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.

Ah!

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

What does it say?

Well, it tells you the truth.

Nurse, would you give me five cc's of Daz apparently?

Thank you.

All right, Quincy, what does it say?

With a reading like this, there isn't much I can do.

You better get a priest.

No!

Quincy, you've got to help me.

No! Please help. Help me.

Help me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Mr. Brandeis.

I can't help you. It's out of my hands.

It's the same situation you had with Kendall.

Huh? Huh?

Hey.

I didn't want to do that.

You didn't want to do what?

Kendall.

I wouldn't listen.

Money.

Nothing.

I had to have him taken out.

So you had Hutchinson and Whitley to kill him, huh?

Yeah. It doesn't make any difference.

You heard that John Kendall, he had him killed.

I get it.

Have Bro transcribe this.

You're something else.

What about that priest you were calling for?

Oh, you don't need a priest, Mr. Brandeis,

because you're not going to die.

Your heart is as strong as mine.

What?

You're going to live a long, long time in jail.

You know, Quince, you took a real chance.

If Brandeis had a heart condition,

you'd be on the hook now instead of him.

You saw the x-ray, the EKGs.

He had a classic hiatal hernia.

A little tension, a little acidity.

He had to feel that the earth was sitting on his chest.

I still don't know how you did it.

My special sangria cooler.

A lot of vitamin C.

Ascorbic acid?

You loaded him up with ascorbic acid?

No wonder he blew up.

I'm going to give you the mark of a squealer.

Come on, let's go.

Where do we go?

I want to introduce you to a very nice lady, Mrs. Kendall.

She owes you a lot.

Quince, what about the honorarium?

Oh.

Brandeis told me to put it to good use.

You present it to the ladies.

It's an amazing pathology.

Thioew!

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