All language subtitles for Doogie Howser MD s02e06 Doogie Sings the Blues.eng

Hey, man,

put that stuff back!

Everything you touch
you got to pay for.

They charge $20 for an aspirin.

Would you shut up?

I checked it out.

They got a free clinic here.

Hello, gentlemen.

I'm Dr. howser.

Are you a fully accredited
physician?

Yes, I am.

No wonder this place is free.

I'm going to, uh,
need your full name.

Well, that's, uh,
blind Otis lemon.

Lemon.

Mr. lemon,
i may not have

many years of
medical experience,

but I'm going out
on a limb here...

I don't think you're blind.

Well, see,

seeing's got nothing
to do with it.

It's just something
they call me.

Put it down...
Blind Otis lemon,

the apple of a woman's eye.

Tell me why you're here.

He got a real bad sore
on his leg.

He sure does.

Too bad he's not here

to tell you for himself.

Where do you live,
Mr. lemon?

Well, there's uh,

no fixed address.

I'm sort of
in between domiciles...

He's homeless.

I'm not homeless.
I'm just houseless.

You're houseless, all right.

You're also apartmentless,

condominiumless,

and it looks like

you're about to be
shopping cartless.

I can always transport my stuff

in your
cardboard u-haul.

Lie down for me, sir.

Mr. lemon?

You got to talk on my good side.

Your leg's infected,
but we'll clean it up.

How long have you
had trouble hearing?

The right one's long gone,

but I hear pretty good
out of this one.

You ever experience
headaches or dizziness?

Well, sometimes,

but mostly I do fine.

Um...
As a precaution,

I'd like to admit you
for some tests,

maybe have a specialist
look at your ear,

and fix your leg.

You mean stay overnight?

Look, uh, i don't know.

See, Joe here

is useless without me.

Useless?

I'm on vacation without him.

Ray.

This gentlemen's
joining us this evening.

I'll get him admitted.

"Blind Otis lemon"?

Are you theblind Otis lemon?

Yeah, that's right.

This is incredible, man.

I'm your biggest fan!

Yeah?

Yeah!

You know this guy?

Are you kidding?

This is blind Otis lemon,

one of the greatest
blues players ever!

I was with the high rollers.

Now he's with the low rollers.

The man practically
invented rock 'n' roll.

Practically?

I did.

All the way from a to z,

rock 'n' roll belongs to me.

All right!

So I tell him,

"Mitch, a zit can't get that big

"without exploding.

Pop that sucker
before you put somebody's eye out."

Exploding zits
are relatively rare,

but it could happen.

Lucky I caught it in time.

Hi, mom.

Hi, Mrs. h.

Hi, guys.

Have you ever heard

of a blues singer named
blind Otis lemon?

Well, sure.
When I was in college,

I used to sing one of his songs,

I got the down and dirty
cornbread blues.

No offense, Mrs. h,

but that's like
Julie Andrews singing James brown.

Anyway, today i admitted a guy

who claimed to be Otis lemon.

Ray says
he influenced everyone...

The Beatles, Elvis,
the rolling stones...

Raymond kept going on and on.

No kidding?

The guy's a living legend
or something?

Yeah.
According to Raymond,

he's the original
hoochie-coochie man.

I think Otis lemon
supposedly died...

God, what?
20 years ago.

So he's a dead living legend.

Lots of homeless people

claim to be other people.

Last week
it was Abraham Lincoln.

You're kidding?

He tried to emancipate
Raymond three times.

I think it would be nice

to know Otis is still alive.

Give it a rest, big mama.

Thanks.

Jimi Hendrix played that.

Hendrix stole that from you?

Nah.

Hendrix stole that
from leadbelly.

Leadbelly stole that from me.

So why do they
call you blind Otis?

Something to do with
the way you play?

Nah. Truth is
it's on account of my driving.

After a gig in Memphis,

I ran smack into this tree...

Splot!

And that's when our bass man,

toothless Leroy Lewis,

started calling me blind Otis.

That's when i
started calling him toothless Lewis.

Oh, man.

You should've
never stopped playing.

You were the best.

It's the same old story.

I thought I had to
drink a lot of booze

to play them blues.

I guess it made me an alcoholic,

only back then
they called you a drunk.

I started missing gigs,

disappearing
for weeks at a time.

Soon, most people
thought I died,

including
an ex-girlfriend

who was tracking me down
to put a hurt on me,

so it wasn't all bad.

Do you still, um...

I don't drink no more.

I'm into clean living now.

Never stop playing.
Blues is happening.

Hey, I know a guy
with a club downtown.

The audience would say,
"blind Otis who?"

No way!

As soon as you're out,
I'll take you there.

It would be good to play again.

Mmm.

Blind Otis lemon,

back making sweet lemonade.

I'll confirm your suspicion,
Dr. howser.

100% loss of hearing
in the right ear.

The cause?

The scarring suggests
chronic infection,

probably since childhood.

Exactly.

Inoperable and unassistable.

What about the left?

Well...

There's, uh...
Acoustic neuroma.

Very good, doctor.

The tumor's quite large.

This could become
life-threatening.

Unfortunately,
the removal of such a tumor

usually results
in a total loss of hearing.

You have another alternative?

So when do we do it?

We, Dr. howser?

How did I know

that when you
innocently asked for my opinion

a "we" would somehow evolve?

Because you're
the best there is.

If anyone will save
his hearing, it's you.

I read about
your work...

You're out of your league.

I've been seduced by the best.

Besides, I'm booked solid.

No, it's ok.
No need to explain.

I'll find someone else...

I hope.

It's just that, well,

this guy's homeless.

We'll just have to release him,

and we'll probably
never see him again.

But, hey, you can't
save everybody.

All right. All right.

Have him prepped and ready

at 7:30 A.M. tomorrow.
Sharp.

You mean
i ain't going to hear nothing?

Uh, that's very likely,

but Dr. stoessl's
the best around.

It's been nice
knowing you, little doc.

Otis, this tumor's large.

With this operation,
you may prolong your life.

I'm 71, broke,
and on the streets.

Maybe I don't want
no prolonging.

I don't believe that.

I don't believe you're someone

who's given up.

I got two things
that keep me going...

Listening to music

fussing with Joe.

You'd take that from me?

It's not the end of the world.

You just don't get it.

Me and Joe look out
for each other.

We take turns sleeping.

If I can't hear
somebody sneaking up,

what good am I?

I might as well give up.

Look, I'm just
a 17-year-old white boy

who lives in brentwood.

I don't know the streets.

All I know is,

you've got a close friend

and I've got an operation

that may save your life.

You don't give up,
that's for sure.

Otis, don't quit.

Well...

I guess a deaf Otis lemon

is better than a...

Dead Otis lemon.

I've got surgery
scheduled for the morning.

Well, ray, I can't play
if I can't hear.

We'll do it tonight.

Do what tonight?

Otis is playing
tonight downtown.

Sort of a comeback.

Come with us.

We'll bring the girls.

Otis has surgery
tomorrow morning.

So one aspirin,

one drink of alcohol,
one bite of food,

and the surgery is history.

Dr. howser,

report to pediatrics.

I got to go.
Sorry, Otis.

But, doog...

No buts, Vinnie.

How can you do this?

This could be his last chance.

I don't know Otis
really is Otis.

What if he is?

Even so, he's
a 71-year-old man

who's having surgery
in the morning.

He needs rest.
I say he's grounded.

Will the neurosurgeon on call
please report to E.R.?

That was so easy, it's a crime.

Ahem!

We could have snuck
the pointer sisters out.

Vinnie! Ahem!

Vinnie! Ahem!

Oh, dad!

Vinnie.

Vinnie!

He's dead.

He just got back from Florida.

Hurry up! I'm tired
of being dead.

Don't worry about it.
We're almost there. Just act stiff.

Shh.

Go.

Ohh.

Ooh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, that's good.

I'm glad you're
enjoying yourself, Mr. lemon.

You got any cotton swabs?

I mean, you know,
a sponge bath ain't completely satisfying

without cotton swabs.

Mmm.

Hello, Mr. lemon.

Oh, I thought you were gone.

Now I'm back and you
have something to tell me.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Elvis has left the building.

Nurse, would you excuse us?

Certainly, doctor.

Oh, nurse, nurse, nurse,
when you come back,

could you bring me
some water, please?

I like it tepid.

Where is Otis?

You're asking me
to betray a sacred trust

between best friends.

Which you will do
if you want that sponge bath.

He went to Jimmy's downtown.

Hey, baby, how you doing?

- Hey.
- Hey, what's up?

Smells like a juke joint.

Stale beer, old cigarettes,

sweaty women.

Man, that's good.

Hey, there's Jimmy.

Otis!

Busted.

Otis, we're going
back to the hospital.

Let him play, doogie.

What are you doing?

You could lose your job.

I'll take that chance.

It's worth it to us.

Doog, he was with us
the whole time.

He didn't take aspirin,
had no food or drink.

Good. Now let's
get him to the hospital.

Look, little doc.

I'm an old man.

I squandered
the best part of my life on drink.

If I can never hear again,

I can never play again.

I need
this chance to find that part of me

I used to be proud of.

One song.

No way I am going to put
this old man on stage.

Jimmy,
this old man really is blind Otis lemon.

Everybody knows
Otis lemon died in '68.

Look, if I died in '68,

how could I be
standing here talking to you now?

I saw Otis play in mobile

in the summer of '58.

You don't even look like him.

Summer of '58?

That would have to be Wilma's.

Yeah, that's the place.

Only played there one night.

I know.

Right after our last set,

I was eating some ribs,

and all of a sudden
Wilma stuck me

with a barbecue fork

'cause I was flirting
with that barmaid Ruby instead of her.

Ain't that some nerve?

I don't know.

Any fool
could stick himself with a barbecue fork.

Maybe he isn't
blind Otis, but what if he is?

You would blow
a lifetime opportunity.

Come on, Jimmy.
Have a little faith.

You got five minutes.

That's it.

Good luck, Otis.

Good luck, buddy.

It's not a matter of luck.

It's a matter
of divine intervention.

This better not be a joke.

Anybody got a bottleneck?

Sure.

Thanks, man.

My god, it is blind Otis lemon.

Arthur!

Raise the price of the drinks!

Can you hear me?

Oh, come on,
listen hard, o...

Come on, Otis. Listen hard.

Come on, man, hear me.

You couldn't hear
with that bandage, either.

Oh, come on, Otis,
come on, say something.

Talk.

Joe, will you shut up?

Oh, lord, thank you.

O.K., all right.

Next, you're going
to want to pucker up.

We'll observe you,
then release you.

Can't I get out by Friday?

We didn't know you had
a pressing engagement.

It's not a pressing engagement,

it's a gig.

Jimmy begged me
to play his club.

Ooh, you got a job?

Three nights a week.

And good money, too!

All right, we're with
the high rollers now.

Me and you all the way.

Remember our slogan?

Thank you.

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