All language subtitles for Doogie Howser MD s04e21 Eleven Angry People And Vinnie.eng

By being asked to serve
on this jury,

you've been given a great honor

and a great responsibility.

The defendant has been charged
with felonious battery.

Whether you choose
to acquit him,

convict him on this count,

or convict him
on a lesser count,

please, remember,

you hold in your hands

more than the fate
of the accused.

You hold in your hands

the very integrity
of our justice system.

Good luck. The bailiff
will now escort you

to the jury room.

No wonder the legal
system moves so low.

All that talk, when any fool
can see the kid's guilty.

No kidding.

Let's grease
the wheels of justice,

take a vote right now.

Sounds good to me. Lakers are
playing the Knicks tonight.

Any objections?

- No.
- No.

I'm the jury foreman,

so I'll count the hands.

Uh, on the top count
of felonious battery,

who votes guilty?

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,

6, 7, 8, 9,

10, 11...

Not guilty?

Come on. Aw...

You're not serious.

Soon you'll be seeing the name

of eastman medical center
in lots of new places.

The board's given the go-ahead

for a publicity campaign,

including billboards
and print ads.

It sounds a little crass,
but times are changing.

If we want to afford
programs like.

Dr. Randall's free
immunization clinic,

we've got to sell ourselves
like everyone else.

Does this mean we're
going to have a jingle?

Rossman weld,
our advertising agency,

has come up with
a very tasteful campaign.

Our first billboard
will be on the corner

of Wilshire and San Vicente,

with other locations
soon to follow.

Now, say hello, please,

to the faces of eastman,

where experience and new
ideas go hand in hand.

Awfully embarrassing,
don't you think?

Oh, yeah. Miserable.
Can't stand it.

Dr. Randall, this way.

A few more candid shots.

It's for the hospital, Emmett.

Just keep telling yourself that.

Bet they never told you it'd be
like this in medical school.

No. I graduated from
medical school in 1952.

Back then, doctors
didn't advertise.

Where did you study?

Iowa university.

Really? Then you must've
studied with Eric pierson.

Didn't his work
on the dpt vaccine

pretty much turn pediatric
preventative medicine on its ear?

That was so long ago,
I can't remember.

Oh, I must have
the dates mixed up.

You'd remember Eric pierson.

I heard he gave anatomy lectures

in a skeleton costume.

You know,
I'm beginning to realize

this campaign is a sham.

I'm supposed to
represent experience,

but half of what I've done
I can't remember.

- Were we in the same courtroom?
- Yeah.

- Did you hear the witnesses' testimony?
- Yeah.

He hit his boss, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Then he's guilty!

No! I don't know.

I have my doubts, o.K.?

Reasonable doubts.

Why don't you read your notes?

The boss said, "stock
these frozen dinners."

The kid just slugged him.

End of story.

No. No. Not exactly.

Not exactly.

His words were, "stock these
frozen dinners, maggot."

This, after the defendant
asked repeatedly for a break

'cause his fingers
were freezing.

That's not black and white.

I give up.

Why are you being so stubborn?

Why would they put
a kid on a jury?

Think! Think! Use your brains!

Think!

Where you going?

Um, I'd like... I'd like
to talk to his honor.

O.K.

You are in contempt, sir!

You make a mockery of justice!

Mr. delpino, how can I help you?

Listen. I'm afraid I'm...

I'm going to have to
resign from your jury.

I can't allow this

unless you have an
insurmountable time conflict

or a significant illness.

Well, see, my best
friend is a doctor,

so... So, um...

I've been able to identify
certain telltale symptoms

of a virulent strain
of influenza.

What symptoms are these?

What symptoms?

Um, well, congestion,

stomach pain, chest pain...

Also eyelid pain.

Nasal pain.

Um, ankle pain.

I guess I'll have to excuse you.

Thank you, your honor.
Thank you.

It's too bad, though.

I think you would've
made an excellent juror.

Really? Me?

Yes, Mr. delpino.

I watched you during the trial.

You were very attentive.

Oh, yes, sir, your honor.
Look. I took copious notes.

I see you took an
opportunity to review them.

But I'm as confused
as the day we started.

Excellent!

Excuse me?

Most people don't realize it,

but when it comes to your
average moral dilemma,

confusion is actually
sophisticated thinking.

Really? Then you have no idea

how sophisticated I can be.

A jury room can be
a very volatile place...

Arguments...

Anger...

Accusations.

What's a juror to do
in the face of all that?

Should he give in and vote
against his conscience?

- Should he quit?
- No, no.

If he's got what it takes,
he should stay and fight.

Does he?

You know something, judge?

It's a miracle.

All of a sudden,
my symptoms just cleared up.

I must have been hit by one
of those hit-and run bacterias

that's been going around.

I'm glad to hear it.

Now, get out of here
before you give it to me.

Thank you very much.

Pierson was at Iowa in '52.

Thank you, brain. I was
beginning to doubt you.

A fake doctor?

He's a fake doctor?

Doog...

Doog, I'm in shock here.

The very idea
gives me the chills.

I let doctors touch me in
places I won't touch myself.

If you can imagine that.

It's the worst breach
of trust possible.

How does he get away with it?

He's using the license of a
doctor who died 34 years ago.

That swine.

All so he can rake in those
fat-cat doctor dollars, huh?

Actually, he's famous for not charging
patients who can't afford it.

Who knows? Maybe he's
on a monster ego trip.

You said everybody
loves this guy.

Why not?
He's friendly to people.

Wouldn't you be if you were
defrauding an entire hospital?

Well, I don't know.

I mean, a nice guy

who didn't get rich
when he could've?

Maybe he's not the ogre
you're making him out to be.

People like Randall
don't deserve sympathy.

They deserve to be
nailed to the wall,

and I'm the one to do it.

Know what's becoming clear?

What?

You are not confused enough.

I beg your pardon?

What people don't realize

is that when it comes
to your average moral dilemma,

confusion is actually
sophisticated thinking.

I think jury duty's
affected your brain.

You've been listening
to too many lawyers.

Hold on. Just hear me out.

It's like this movie.

The good guys wear white hats,

and the bad guys
wear black hats.

That's how you tell them apart.

You're comparing my situation

to a cowboy movie?

Get out of here.

No. That's my point.

Real life is much more
complicated than old movies.

In real life,
there is no black and white.

Good people do bad things,
and bad people do good things.

What this Randall did was bad.
No doubt.

But before you round up
your posse

and hang him
from the highest tree,

walk a mile in his boots.

You don't wanna say
anything to that?

I want to say
you're a bone head,

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

But I can't.

Bye-bye.

O.K., next.

Well.

Hi, there.

They don't make doctors like
Emmett anymore, do they?

No, dad, they don't.

Can you use a hand, Emmett?

You bet.

This may feel a bit cold.

Hello, son. You look
like a brave young man.

Well, I'm not. I hate shots.

I want another straw vote.

Oh, please, not again.

Want to vote whether to vote?
That's fine, too.

All right, let's
just make it quick.

Guilty?

Yep. Yeah. Yes.

Not guilty.

- Ohhh...
- Aw, jeez.

You see? Everybody agrees.

You kids. If you're not
punching out your supervisors,

you're gumming up
the justice system.

You're wrong. All we're
trying to do is our jobs.

In his case, it's a
lousy minimum-wage job

for a nasty, name-calling boss.

Aw, come on, will you?
Give us a break.

Why do you defend this kid?

Anybody can see he's no good.

Come on, just look at the
hair, the snake tattoo.

It's plain as day. Kid's a punk.

Wrong. He's just a metal head.

Oh, excuse me.
I stand corrected.

You don't convict a man

on the way he looks.
It proves nothing.

It proves he won't follow
rules like everyone else.

He doesn't want to fit in.

Drop by any high school.

Dozens of kids
look just like him,

and all they're trying
to do is fit in.

Nobody here ever did anything
rebellious to fit in?

Like hitting my boss.

- Yeah.
- No.

I did.

What?

All right, Mrs. linson!

My mother begged me
not to do it.

She said I'd regret it
the rest of my life.

Of course, that only
made me want it more.

Oh!

- Oh!
- What is it?

Does anybody have any pepto?

O.K. All right. Now, did this
tattoo make you a bad kid?

Just a foolish one.

Straw vote!

Aw, jeez, come on!

Come on, will you?

Hey, it's my right.
Anybody can call one.

Who says guilty?

Here.

I do.

Here.

O.K., not guilty.

I never had a tattoo,

but... I wanted one.

Well...

We know what's not relevant
to the proceedings.

Let's look what is relevant.

Suddenly, he's Jimmy smits.

What's relevant is, he had
no right to hit anybody.

I'm not saying he had a right.
He had a reason.

Look. O.K. Right. He was
handling frozen food

for four straight hours.

He had no gloves, so
his fingers are freezing.

He made a reasonable
request to take a break,

and his boss said, "no."

Then he called him
a very unkind name,

just to add insult to injury.

All right. You listened
to the bleeding heart.

Now listen to the truth. Kids
have to learn their limits.

I don't care how far
anybody pushes someone...

There's no excuse
for swinging at a guy,

and that's all there is to it.

I guess that makes sense,

coming from a tree
stump like you.

What?

Anybody who can't tell a
comb-over from real hair

probably can't tell truth
from fiction, either.

Watch your mouth.
I'm older than you.

Older, fatter, balder, stupider.
You got it all over me, gramps.

I'm warning you, kid.

Instead of combing the hair
straight over your head,

why not spell something
with it, like, cue ball?

- Oh, hey!
- Hey!

Is he all right?

Ohhh...

I went too far, didn't I?

I had that coming, didn't I?

What do you say we take
one more vote?

How about that ad campaign, doc?

Youth and experience
at the same hospital?

How could it be more perfect?

I mean, I'm 19, and you're 105.

Well, I know I look old,
son, but not that old.

Well, that's funny,

because according to the
California medical board,

Emmett Randall got his
medical license in 1912.

I've waited 30 years for this.

You'd think I'd
be better prepared.

Does anybody else
know about this?

Not yet.

Well, I'm at your mercy, doctor.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to tell me why.

The real...

Emmett Randall was my uncle.

He was the kind of small-town
doctor people worshipped,

me included.

So when I went to Korea,

I wanted to follow
in his footsteps.

I signed up to be a medic.

I got basic battlefield
medical training

and more hands-on experience
than I like to remember.

But I made myself pretty useful.

Remember the first time
you saved a life?

Yes, I do.

I never wanted
that feeling to stop.

I thought of med school,

but I'm not much good
with books.

My parents were dead.
I had no money.

A few months later,
my uncle died.

While I was going
through his things,

I came across
his medical license.

All I had to do was renew it.

It seemed almost...

Too easy.

Well, I have to say
one thing for you...

You haven't been sloppy.

You don't have one grievance
or malpractice claim.

I've been very careful.

You've been very lucky.
There's a thousand ways

someone could've been hurt.

It kills me how little they do

to bogus doctors like you...

A fine and a suspended sentence.

Your patients are going
to suffer more than that.

They put their trust in you.

What happens to me,
I can accept.

But for my patients,
I'd like to ask one favor...

Let me be the one to tell them.

They deserve that much.

Have you reached a verdict?

Yes, we have, your honor.

Will the defendant please rise?

As to the first count of felonious
battery, how do you find?

We find the defendant
not guilty.

Thank you.

As to the second count of misdemeanor
battery, how do you find?

We find the defendant
guilty, your honor.

Very well. It's clear
from your verdict

that you have found reason

to look beyond
the letter of the law

and show this defendant mercy.

In sentencing him, I will try
to honor your intentions

and show a similar compassion.

The court thanks you
for your excellent service.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Emmett, could I speak
to you for a moment?

In private.

- Surprise!
- Surprise!

You didn't think
we'd let you retire

without a party, did you?

I never thought I'd see the
day when you left medicine.

It's so sudden.

My wife and I have been
dreaming about a world cruise

for 10 years.

I guess we finally decided
to stop putting it off.

Let's hear from
the other face of eastman.

Dr. howser.

Right. Come on, doctor.

Speech!

Speech!

Um...

I guess all of us

have learned from Emmett Randall

at one time or another.

If there's one thing
he's taught me,

it's, uh... Always put
the patient first.

Hear, hear.

Bravo...

Emmett.

Well, vin, I have to thank you.

You get older, you
start to see the world

has more shades than
black and white.

There's also black and blue.

Listen, which goes better
on a swollen eye...

Eggplant parmigiana
or a popsicle?

Mmm. Actually...

Frozen vegetables.

It molds to the injury.

Succotash?

I'll say this... I'm so
lucky you're a doctor.

Ohhh.

Mmm.

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