I can't come now. I'm cleaning this up.
How are you doing up there? You about done?
Lift up.
Hey, give me some slack, will you?
- What the hell is this thing anyway? - What do you mean, "What is it?" It's art.
Hurry up, you turkey.
Do you think you might possibly be finished before the dedication tomorrow?
- Catch. - I can do it.
Hey!
Okay, people.
I don't want any of you to forget there is no extra credit for this.
Don't turn into an angry mob.
Now, listen. I want the term papers in by Wednesday...
...and tell Becky I want it legible. Okay?
Police the area.
- I gotta go. - Okay.
- You really did it. - Yeah?
Yup. I'm really proud of you.
- That's really something. - Yeah?
- You really made a... - Yeah.
...big pile of sticks.
I used you as a model.
I gotta go.
All right, I'm cooking tonight. What do you want?
Just a salad or something, you know.
How about baked Alaska?
- How about a lobster Newburger, baby? - Give me a break.
- How about M&M's? - M&M's sound good.
- I'll see you later. - See you tonight.
Fly ball to second. This will put it away and that's it.
Total of five runs, 10 hits and two errors for the Mariners.
Eight runs, nine hits and two errors for the Red Sox.
Charlie Snow inviting you to see...
Watch your head, Joe.
Gurney coming through. Open it wide. Come on.
How you doing now? Take it easy.
You all right now?
Stay back.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Watch it. That's jagged.
- unit 612. We've got a possible broken neck here.
Trauma, double fractures, lacerations. The man is cyanotic. BP is 160/90...
Move it. Out of the way.
To the right. Off to the right.
Lisa, I need your help. Ventilate this guy.
- Dorothy, 1 gram of Solu-Medrol. - One gram Solu-Medrol.
- Two units of plasma. - Two units of plasma.
Type and cross-match. Possible pneumothorax.
I can feel at least four fractured ribs in this guy. And fractured pelvis.
- Who's the anesthesiologist? - Levinson.
Tell him 15 minutes. Get him into X-ray, stat.
- Right tibia, left tibia fracture and fibula. - You hang in there, pal.
- Come on, you gotta fight. Fight. - Move him out.
You have a fractured right rib puncturing the right lung, so a pneumothorax.
We have a fractured left tibia and fibula, right tibia and fibula.
- God, what didn't he break? - I think this is gonna be our problem here.
- Shit. - He's never going to dance again.
We'll have to very gently fuse this spinal column together.
I can do that. I think the best we can hope for, though, is a quad.
- I want him alive, Tony. - I'll do the best job I can.
- Get started? - Yeah.
- How you doing on your side, baby? - Oh, pretty good.
Okay, now one more knot to go and we are in terrific shape.
Over easy, please.
One, two, three...
Good.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Thought I recognized those shoes. - Well, I wore them just for you.
- Dizzy? You want anything? - I'd like a martini.
He wants a martini. Alrighty.
Now how's that?
- Gin tastes like water. - It is water.
I thought everyone in Intensive Care got gin.
Well, intravenously.
- Hey, honey? - Yeah?
You know that dinner dance next Saturday?
I think we ought to tell them we'll be late.
Okay.
You want to come along, Miss Sadler?
Yes, ma'am.
Good morning, Mr. Harrison.
- Good morning, Mr. Harrison. - Morning, Rodriguez.
- Here's a new face for you. - Hello, new face, hello.
Rodriguez, I thought you were gonna bring me ugly old hags.
Going down.
Orthopedics, Gynecology, Nurses' Station...
...Rubber Goods, Water Sports. - Get the pillows out from under his arms.
Watch it.
Arms over chest.
Down with the sheets...
...and the spread.
- Neatly, neatly. - Why don't you say something nice to her?
You need a haircut.
That's nice.
Ready? And...
...good.
- Now... - Hello, darling.
- My little flesh pudding. - Align the legs.
Up. Over.
- Hear the one about the plastic surgeon? - No.
He melted in front of the fire.
- You get it in the end, don't you? - Terrible.
- Thank you very much. - Now rub.
I see any bedsores, it's gonna be you and me.
Used to dream of situations like this.
- Being injured? - Being massaged by two beautiful women.
Lay off or I'll keep my student nurses out of here.
- You think you can manage? - Yes, ma'am.
Well, be careful. We don't wanna have him on the floor.
Oh, God. Somebody have me on the floor.
I was once had on the floor, Rodriguez. It was incredible.
You are impossible.
Make that improbable.
- So what's your name? - Mary Jo Sadler.
- Most of my friends call me Joey. - That's nice.
Don't let Rodriguez hear you say that. You're supposed to answer:
"Miss Sadler," with a smile that is filled with warmth but not a hint of sex.
- Sorry. - Don't be sorry.
I'm gonna call you Joey when we're alone and you're caressing my backside.
- I'm rubbing your heels right... - Don't spoil it. I can't feel a thing anyway.
- Am I your first back rub, Joey? - Yes, you are.
- I graduate in two weeks. - Really?
- Anybody home? - Joey, quick!
Get under the bed. It's the other woman.
- Hi. - Are you going to class?
Rehearsal.
- Does he ever stop? - Stop? I haven't laid a glove on her.
- I don't know. It's my first day with him. - Oh, you'll learn. I'm Pat.
- I'm Miss Sadler. - And for you.
- Beautiful. - Beautiful.
- Well, good morning. - Good morning.
- How are you this morning? - Okay.
- And how are we doing here? - Fine.
Miss Rodriguez, you promised me you wouldn't send cute ones in here.
Should've seen the one in here last night.
After lights out, she snuck me out. We went skateboarding.
Only trouble was, I was the skateboard.
No, no, no!
- Are you finished, Miss Sadler? - I...
Pillows. Right.
And...
One...
Okay, could you straighten my hand out? And bend the hand down...
...palm down into the pillow?
That's it, that's it. Now smooth the fingers out.
That's it. Perfect.
Now... Now, bend the thumb a little bit in.
That's it, that's it.
That's it. Now relax the hand just a little bit.
That's it. Thank you.
I gotta keep going. Give me a kiss.
Love you, okay?
I got some steps to work out before the rehearsal.
- How's your knee? - It's okay, if I warm it up really carefully.
Kallis is coming again. He's interested in the large nude.
Kallis always was interested in large nudes.
Try and make him behave, Rodriguez. Nice meeting you.
- Bye. Tomorrow. - Bye.
Alrighty.
- Are you comfortable, Mr. Harrison? - Rodriguez, you give great sheet.
- Go to sleep or something. - What's the "or something"?
Stay awake.
- How long has he been like...? - Six months.
- Will he ever be able to...? - Nope.
John, Mr. Harrison's ready. You better do him now.
Well, he ain't going nowhere, man.
- What you say, man? - Uh-oh, a black man with a razor.
Okay, fleet-foot, let's see you tap-dance.
Okay, here we go.
Man, but this is boring, you know.
Shaving dudes all day.
They won't let me near the girls.
All you could get near is the ones with the mustaches.
- Bitchy, bitchy. - Envy, envy.
- Listen, from where I'm laying... - Yeah?
...if I could get off at all, even by myself, that'd be great.
- I hear that, man. I hear that. - John.
Shake it out. Dr. Emerson's making his rounds this morning.
If I shake it any harder, man, it's gonna fall off, you know?
- So how's the punk band coming? - Oh, great, man.
I even added a xylophone to the band.
Punk xylophone? How the hell does that sound?
Man, great. We be jamming and I ain't jiving.
Listen.
Hey, man, this knee needs tuning up, you know.
Hey, John, John, John. This isn't your day.
- What's going on here? - He was testing my reflexes.
Yeah, you see, Dr. Scott, this man's toe bone connected...
...to his knee bone. And I'm just connecting myself...
...to another patient. - Goodbye.
Well, we're all bright and chipper this morning.
Oh, it's marvelous, the courage of the human spirit.
Nice to hear the human spirit's okay.
How's the heart?
- Then they went to the lobby... - Selling tickets.
- You heard that one? - Yes, you told me twice yesterday.
- Our relationship must be on the skids. - You're looking great today, Mr. Harrison.
Take a deep breath for me. Hold it. Let it out.
Okay, I think we can start stepping up your physical therapy now.
To what purpose?
So that you can feel more comfortable and start leading a more normal life.
- More normal, huh? - Yes, more normal.
Meaning I can resume my basketball career?
No, I think you're a little too short for basketball.
- Cute. - Thank you.
I see Dr. Emerson is making rounds again this morning.
- Yes, he is. - Is he gonna do it...
...in the normal fashion or is he gonna walk on water?
Look up for me, please.
That isn't fair, you know.
You're very lucky to have him. He's the best one around.
I'll remember that in my prayers.
Okay, see you in a few minutes.
- With Emerson? - Right.
I won't hold my breath.
Miss Rodriguez, Mr. Harrison seems a bit more agitated this morning.
He's beginning to realize what he's up against.
That's what I thought. Okay, I'm upping his Valium to 5 milligrams.
- Valium, 5 milligrams. TID? - Right. Thank you.
What, in your enlightened opinion, Mr. Hoffman...
...was Mr. Holmes suffering from? - I'd say pneumonia.
No, it wasn't pneumonia. All third-year students say pneumonia.
It wasn't pneumonia and it wasn't arthritis. Hello, Jim.
How long?
About 12 minutes.
- What did you do? - Palpated radial artery.
- Gave him D5W, bicarb and epinephrine. - Why didn't you transfer him to ICU?
Well, his vitals were stable at 6:00. He just went sour real fast.
This was Andrew Dryer, age 56. Out of surgery yesterday.
Cancer of the colon and liver.
What's your name?
- Everett, sir. - Well, Mr. Everett...
...how do you feel about this? - Feel, sir?
Yes, feel. You feel sick when you look at this?
- No, sir. - Why not?
- I'm used to seeing bodies, sir. - Oh, I see.
You been here, what? Three years? Cut up cadavers with the best of them.
Death holds no fear for you...
...does it, Mr. Everett?
- Sir... - Let me tell you. This makes me sick.
It ought to make you sick too.
Look there.
That's the enemy.
The enemy has won.
Mr. Dryer was 56 years old. And I want you, Mr. Everett...
...and I want all of you to feel sick when you see a body...
...that hasn't reached its allotted three-score years and 10.
That's if you want to be doctors. Not just money-grubbers.
Shit.
Oh, sorry.
Dr. Arlene Franklin, sixth floor waiting area, please.
Did you say something to me, man?
I think she likes me.
- Hello, hello. - Hi.
Is that something to put into my face?
It's coffee.
- No, it's not. - Yes, it is.
- No, it's not. - It is.
- It's not. - It is.
- It's caca. - No, it's not.
- Oh, really? - It's good for you. You have to drink it.
- Looks like somebody already drank it. - Take a sip.
- I don't want any of it. - It's not that...
Oh, shit, I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry. It was my fault. - It's all right, I can clean it up.
- I'm sorry. - I'll just change the sheets.
Don't panic.
How someone who can't move a muscle can screw up a whole bed is...
- It's just eating its way through my p.j.'s. - I have to pull you towards me.
- Oh, God. - I feel like Charlie McCarthy.
- Oh, God. - How did the quadriplegic cross the road?
- Oh, I don't know. - It was stapled to a chicken.
Joey! Joey!
- Help! Nurse! - Oh, God, oh, God...
Nurse, help! Somebody help! Nurse!
- Help! - John! Got him.
- Somebody help! - I got him.
- What happened? - I don't know.
- Get him on the floor. - Got him?
All right. Ease him down. Let's just set him down.
- Take it easy, now, watch it. - Watch your head, man!
- Give me a clean sheet. - I just spilled the coffee.
- Okay, get ready to lift him. - It wasn't her fault.
It wasn't her fault. It was just an accident.
Get ready for a lift.
- What's going on here? - Get out of here.
They're just changing the sheets.
That's all for now. See you tomorrow.
- Turn him on his back. - Easy, man, watch the head, now.
- Easy. - Watch him. You got to be gentle.
On the count of three. Okay, one, two, three.
Roll the body.
- Slowly. Slowly. - Easy now.
Out of the way.
- You dizzy? - No.
Pillow, please.
- What happened here? - He almost fell out of bed, doctor.
Really?
- How do you feel? - Great.
It's always good to get out of bed now and again.
Let me take a look at you.
Now move your head.
Gently.
- Does that hurt? - No.
- Are you okay? - Oh, yeah.
- You'll be fine. - Are you kidding?
Have the chart, please?
Miss, can I have the chart, please?
Just breathe normally.
- I see you upped his Valium. - Yes, I did this morning.
The dialysis seems to be holding him stable.
- Just continue the schedule, all right? - Four hours every other day.
- Right. - Okay.
Well, Mr. Harrison, we seem to be out of the woods.
Now, if we can keep you in that bed, off the accident list, we'll be fine.
When do "we" get discharged?
- Pretty soon now, I expect. - Really? Discharged? Or transferred?
This unit is for the critically ill, which, I'm happy to say, you no longer are.
I'll send you to a rehab. You'll be comfortable.
I get it. You just grow the vegetables here. The vegetable store is somewhere else.
- I don't think you understand. - I think I do.
What chance do you think I have...
...of my ever being just partly dependent on nursing?
- That's difficult to say with any certainty. - I am not asking for a guarantee.
I'm asking for a professional opinion.
You think I'll ever walk again?
No.
- Regain the use of my arms? - No.
Or my...
Or my hands?
No.
- Thank you. - What are you thanking me for?
Your honesty.
We were wondering when you'd ask.
Why didn't you tell me before?
We didn't think you'd hear us.
Look, I know it's difficult...
...but it's surprising how we can come to accept...
You mean, things like falling out of bed?
Dr. Scott has prescribed something which I think will help.
- Yes. - Fabulous.
Get Mrs. Boyle in here. Let's start some meaningful therapy.
- Right away. - Isn't that a great idea?
All right, Harrison. I'll stop in on you later.
Be sure to phone first.
- I may not be in. - See you later.
Miss Sadler, let's get a clean gown on him.
What'd you give him, 5 milligrams of Valium?
Yeah, TID.
I think we may have to up it to 10.
- You might be right. - I want him transferred out...
...one month, tops. I have to go to a board meeting.
- Okay. - Talk to some tight-ass tick-tocks...
...about inflation. - I hope you have a wonderful time.
I'd rather have my prostrate examined.
- Excuse me, Mrs. Cole? - Hold on. Yes, doctor?
- Have you given Mr. Harrison his Valium? - No, not until noon.
- Give it to him now. - Now?
- Yeah. - Hold on, let me call you back.
Oh, wait, just a sec. On second thought, let me have it.
I'll give it to him myself.
Dr. Norton, report to Hydrotherapy, fourth floor. Dr. Norton.
- Hello again. - Hello. I was just practicing lying here.
I brought you something to help you relax.
- What for? - What for?
The fall? I'm all right, I'm just angry.
I don't blame you. I'm changing the nurse. She's not experienced enough...
- Don't do that. - Why not?
Because it wasn't her fault. It was just an accident.
At least I should have someone around here I could talk to.
Here, I think this will help you.
- Don't do that. Don't give me that. - Why not? It'll make you feel better.
Quieter, you mean.
Look, Mr. Harrison...
...your body cannot handle all this excitement.
- Now, I think you need this. - Why?
- Lf I wanna be mad, I'll be mad. - It's a very small...
If I wanna make noise, I'll make noise.
Just because you are upset you can't do anything for me...
...does not mean I'm the one that has to get tranquilized.
- However, it is prescribed... - You haven't heard a word I said, have you?
Now, you listen to me, Dr. Scott.
The only thing that I have left is my consciousness...
...and I don't want that paralyzed as well.
You understand that?
- Yeah. I hear what you're saying. - Good. Very good.
So if you want any tranquility, you eat the pill.
You want me to...?
Eat it.
- We'll see. - Good. That's what I always say.
If you're ever in doubt whether to take a tranquilizer...
...sleep on it.
Okay.
Right.
That's bullshit.
When he came here all shaken to hell, he didn't protest the IV saline.
When he was gasping for breath...
...he didn't say, "I don't want any Solu-Medrol."
No, but those were inevitable in emergency situations.
So is this. Look, Clare...
...we'll have to help him to accept his condition.
Then maybe his consciousness will be of help to him.
But how does a depressant drug like Valium...
...really help him to accept his condition?
Listen. Ken Harrison is an intelligent...
...sensitive, articulate, wonderful person.
Yes, he is.
But he's not gonna prescribe for himself.
- Will the owner of a blue Cadillac... - Okay.
... licence PWB 112...
... parked in Emergency, please move it immediately?
This is Dr. Emerson.
I'd like you to prepare Valium. Ten milligrams, IM.
I'll be right up.
Dr. Jackson, outside call. Dr. Jackson, outside call.
They've sent in the godfather.
Why are you giving my staff such a hard time?
Dr. Emerson, I must insist...
...that you do not stick that needle in my arm.
You don't even know what's in it.
Well, I assume that it is one of a series of measures taken...
...to keep me alive.
That's right. You, pal, are a valuable life.
I don't think so.
I've decided I don't want to stay alive.
- You can't decide that. - Why not?
Because you're depressed.
Does that surprise you?
No. In time, you'll learn to accept. Until then, let us help you.
Do not stick that fucking thing in my arm.
Goddamn you!
I specifically refused you permission to do that.
It was necessary.
Now, I want you to sleep.
I don't wanna goddamn sleep. I wanna goddamn think!
When you were sculpting...
...and things weren't coming out right, did you quit?
- No, I didn't. - Well, neither do I.
Is that what I am to you, huh? Emerson?
Wait a minute. Wait a minute!
Is that all I am? Is a lump of clay?
Will you come on? I told you my feet hurt.
And I've ordered three times already. Don't forget.
Oh, my God.
My chocolates.
You like this one?
It's nice.
How's this?
That's lovely.
- Oh, that's it. That's it. Don't move. - This one?
- Well, hurry up. - Stay there. Don't...
Rewind. You gotta go back.
You like that?
Show me the one that's two steps after it.
- With the elbow? - Yeah.
That's nice.
- Sadler, you wanna do some rounds? - Yes.
Okay, let's go.
- And good morning to you. - Good morning.
Back with the sheets.
And spread.
And voilą.
The night nurse said you had a good night's sleep.
Well, I had some help, if you remember, from Emerson.
Like being hit on the head with a soft baseball bat.
But your eyes look bright this morning.
- I've been thinking. - Ready? And...
You do too much of that.
What other activity would you suggest? Jogging, perhaps?
Hey, Rodriguez, you remember that lawyer...
...that came here a few months ago from the insurance company?
- His name was something Hill? - Yeah, I remember.
- You think you could call him for me? - Sure.
Since I'm gonna be around here for some time, I think money would help.
Good thinking in there.
His card is in my top drawer. You'll call him?
Knock, knock. Hi, everybody.
- Hi. - Great day, huh?
I had to park about four miles away. Oh, you look pretty dry.
- Would you ladies excuse us, please? - Yes.
I got some new music for you.
- How are you today? - Fine.
You don't seem the same.
You come here every day.
It's remarkable.
What's so remarkable about it?
- I love you. - Oh, I know.
And I'm honored by that and moved.
What's wrong with you today?
I want to ask you a question.
We make cute little jokes about nurses and hints of sex...
...you know?
Now, obviously, I haven't slept with anyone for over six months.
Have you?
No.
Why not?
Not interested in other men. I love you.
Without self-pity, I am no longer someone to love.
I am an object that has to be taken care of for the rest of his life.
- I don't know why you're doing this. - I have to be on a dialysis machine...
...four hours a day. - None of that matters to me.
Matters to me.
Pat, I know you love me...
...and when I was Ken Harrison, I loved you...
...but that was a long time ago.
At least six months and one spine ago. I am not the man that loved you.
Now, you have been loyal and you have been loving...
...and you have been self-sacrificing.
I don't want any part of it anymore...
...and I want you to walk out of here and not come back.
- Hey. - I just want you to find a new life.
Find a man and get married and have babies.
What am I to do? Go to the Salvation Army?
Patty, if you were laying here...
...and I was standing where you are...
...I'd leave you flat.
You would, would you?
I may still love you, but I'd leave you.
Well, you have got a lot of balls...
...to lie there and make decisions without me about our future.
Everything we've ever done together...
...everything we've had together, or been to each other...
...everything you've given me...
...that's part of me now, and I won't give it back.
I can't give it back.
Do you know that every time that you walk into this room...
...you remind me of the way things were?
Every time I look at you...
...I see what I cannot do...
...and what I will never do again.
And I can't stand it.
I know you love me, Patty.
But if you don't wanna torture me, you'll go now, please.
Don't do that.
You know, I always say that if a man can't use his hands...
...he's got to be a real dumb son of a bitch to cry, you know?
I mean, it's just another way of getting your gown wet, man.
I'm all right now, John. Thank you.
Well, I didn't do nothing except save meself the trouble...
...of carrying a wet gown all the way to the laundry.
Dr. Greenberg, please call Physical Therapy.
Stop it. Don't do that.
- I can't help meself, me dear. - Oh, God.
Now I have to get these instruments sterilized again.
Don't say things like that.
Just the thought of it makes me crazy, you know.
Everything to you here is a big joke, isn't it?
Can't take a place like this too serious, you know.
I mean, one floor people dying of poison air and water...
...the next floor, ladies having belly tucks.
Clean shit.
Well, look what they've done for Mr. Harrison.
Yeah, and how much does it cost to keep him alive?
- Thousands of dollars a week. - That's not the point.
Well, the point is, in Africa...
...people die of the measles, you know, little babies even.
Only cost a few pennies to keep them alive now.
There's got to be something crazy somewhere.
- Well, that's wrong too. - Check.
So how about going out with me tonight? We could discuss it some more.
- I don't think... - Come on. We could get something to eat.
Later, my band is rehearsing. It would be fun. We're sounding good.
I have an anatomy final. It's a real killer.
Anatomy, is it? Well, your problems are over, you lucky girl.
You see, I'm an expert on anatomy.
I could come over and show you the hard parts.
- Yeah, I'll bet you could. - John.
- Are you out of work? - This man in this place? Never.
I was about to start scrubbing the ceilings...
...don't you know?
Miss Sadler, your job is to lower the temperature of the patients...
...not raise the hopes of the orderlies.
Yes, ma'am.
- So who's my blind date? - Hey, it's a real nice lady, man.
- Don't tell me, she's lots of fun. - It's Mrs. Boyle.
Mrs. Boyle?
- Yeah. - Do I have to see her?
Well, Dr. Emerson asked her to stop by, you know.
Well, then I will see her. If I refuse...
...he'll dissolve her in water and inject her into me.
Excuse me.
- Mr. Harrison. - I used to be.
- Kate Boyle. John. - Come to cheer me up?
- I wouldn't quite say that. - No?
Would you like to go over to that corner?
- Sure. - John?
Anything you say.
- How's it going, Ken? - Pretty good. Stick around.
This lady's gonna cheer us up.
We could use that around here.
She's gonna saw us in half or do a belly dance.
Not exactly.
- Well, if that's not what you do... - lf you need me, I'll be over there.
...what exactly do you do, Mrs. Boyle?
- Come to see if I can help you. - Really?
There is a rumor going around that you don't want any more treatment.
- Good. - Why good?
Because I didn't think anyone around here heard me.
I heard you, and that is why I want to know...
...why you don't want any more treatment.
Because I don't want to go on living like this.
Why not? I mean, it's a lousy break...
...but you'll be surprised at the things you'll be able to do with training...
...and a little patience. - Such as?
You're gonna be able to operate a reading machine...
...and I think, an adapted typewriter, maybe even a calculator.
Gee and wow. The three R's.
Doesn't exactly make for an abundant life, does it?
Do you realize that Monet was almost blind when he painted the Water Lilies?
And that Renoir's hands were so crippled, they had to tie brushes for him to paint?
- And that...? - No, no, no. Don't go on, please.
Please don't go on. I know, you're going to read to me...
...from the Reader's Digest "My Most Unforgettable Lame."
You're an artist. Sculpting isn't the only art.
Have you ever thought about dictating into a tape recorder?
You could write a book about sculpture, a novel, poetry.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Do you think you change your art like you switch your major in college?
I'm a sculptor. My whole being, my entire imagination...
...speaks to me through...
Spoke to me through my fingers.
I was a sculptor.
And that was what my life was all about.
Now, you people seem to think...
...that it's about survival, no matter what.
Now, if I'd wanted to write a goddamn novel, I would've done it.
If I'd wanted to dictate poetry, I would've done that.
How do you know you won't wanna do that unless you try?
Because trying isn't important.
The work is important.
The work.
And not the credit and not the... The reward.
And it is the work...
...that I will never do again.
How do you know you won't find new work?
Look, just give it a chance.
Let me bring the reading machine tomorrow.
One try. You might surprise yourself.
Are there many books for that machine?
Yeah. Quite a few.
You think I could make a request for the first one?
Anything.
How about...
... Sculpting With No Hands, Self-Taught?
Okay. You win.
I can see that you are not ready for this discussion...
...so I will just come back when you are.
You know, you are amazing, you know?
All you goddamn people are the same.
Every single time that I say something even a little bit awkward...
...you just pretend I haven't said anything at all.
It's amazing.
Why can't you try to relate to your patients like human beings?
You know what's happening? You're getting very angry.
- I can understand your anger... - Oh, Jesus. You're doing it again.
Just listen to yourself.
I've just said something offensive about you...
...and you have turned your professional cheek.
If you were a human being...
...or if you were treating me like a human being...
...you would've told me to screw off.
Now, can you understand that is why I don't wanna go on living?
And I am more convinced of that now...
...after your visit, than I was before. How do you like them apples?
The very exercise of your so-called professionalism makes me want to die.
What's happening?
- I can't breathe. - Okay, what's wrong?
Just go away, please. John.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just relax. - John.
Is there a nurse? Is there a nurse, please?
I'm sorry.
Is there a nurse here, please?
Relax. Watch out, Mrs. Boyle.
Let the nurse take care of it. It happens all the time.
Watch out! Relax, man. Relax your body.
Get the hell out of the way! Back! Nurse Rodriguez!
Nurse Rodriguez, he can't breathe now!
- Call Dr. Scott. - He can't breathe, man!
You'll be all right, John.
- Open your mouth. - All right.
- Come on. Come on. - Jesus Christ, fix him now.
Hold him, John. Hold him.
- Hold your head. - Hold him.
Breathe in. Breathe in.
- Just take it in. - Okay, just relax. Relax.
- He's gonna be all right, yeah? - Relax. Okay, yeah. He'll be all right.
- He's going to be all right. Okay. - Okay.
Feel okay? Yeah? Yeah. Yeah, he feels okay.
Just get him on the bed.
Hey, man's in bed with his wife, you know.
Turns to the lady and says:
"Why don't you never let me know when you're having an orgasm?"
She looks over at him and says: "Darling, it's because you're never there."
Two, three.
- I think you got a smile, John. - Yeah.
- You got a smile. I hear a laugh. - "It's because you're never there."
- One and... - Yeah. Yeah.
All right. This hospital will kill no quad before its time.
I called Mr. Hill.
He said he'd be here tomorrow. Didn't know exactly when.
Well, I'll be in all day.
Is everything okay in here?
- This must be Grand Central Station. - Is there any obstruction?
No, just a spasm. He'll be fine.
- Hello there. - Hi.
Is your breathing okay now?
What was all the fuss about?
I had a run-in with Mrs. Boyle.
I know I should've just smiled and nodded.
The last thing I wanna do is to get Emerson down here again...
...with his pharmaceutical nightstick.
Yeah. I'm sorry about that.
Well, I don't suppose it was your fault.
- I'll be on the floor if you need me. - All right. Thanks.
Mr. Harrison...
...do you think perhaps I could give you some advice?
Why don't you take the pills?
The dose is so small, it's like taking nothing.
They're not gonna dull your consciousness, not like the injection will.
You have beautiful breasts.
- What did you say? - I said, you have beautiful breasts.
What an odd thing to say.
Why? I know you're a doctor, but you're not gonna tell me...
...that you only regard them as mammary glands.
- No. I know. - You're perfectly safe.
I'm not gonna jump out of bed and rape you.
- Yeah. - Did I embarrass you?
No, you didn't embarrass me.
- You just surprised me a little bit. - And embarrassed you.
- Yeah, just a little. - Why?
I admit it's unusual for a man to compliment a woman on her breasts...
...when only one of them is in bed.
One of the people, that is.
- Not one of the breasts. No. - Not one of...?
That...? It's not the reason, is it?
Look, l... I don't really think this is helping you to talk like this, do you?
Because I can't do anything about it, you mean.
Well, yeah. Right.
You know, I've noticed you walking around this room...
...bending over me, examining my body. It's amazing.
It's amazing how relaxed a woman can be...
...when she's not in the presence of a man.
Yeah.
Look, I'm sorry.
I mean, I'm sorry if I have provoked you in any way...
...because, believe me, it was not intentional.
No, no. You haven't provoked me, as you call it.
But you are a woman.
And even though I only have a piece of knotted string between my legs...
...I still have a man's mind.
Now, the other things I've noticed is that I now engage...
...in sexual banter with young nurses.
I'm constantly searching for the double-entendre...
...in the most innocent of remarks.
Every time they leave the room, I just go cold with embarrassment.
- Is that disgusting? - No.
- Pathetic? - It's sad.
I'm serious, you know, about wanting to die.
Ken, come on.
Believe me, you'll get over this feeling.
- How do you know? - I know from experience...
...from watching other patients who are worse off than you are...
...who go through the same thing. - We all respond the same? We vegetables?
It's probably very difficult for you to know what you want right now.
Well, Dr. Scott, I do, with a free and working mind...
...and it is your moral obligation to accept my decision.
No. Wait a minute. Not according to my morals.
Why? Why are yours better than mine? I'll tell you why.
Because you're more powerful than me. I am in your power.
Well, I think you should try to get some sleep now.
You've had a tough day. I'm afraid I have to get going.
I was just in the middle of another patient.
Oh, I thought you were just passing through.
- Dr. Scott. - Yeah.
You still have beautiful breasts.
Well, thank you.
That's it. That's it. Let's go. Come on.
Good. Way to fire it. Playmaker, let's go.
All right, good.
That's in, that's in, that's in.
Mr. Hill.
- How are you? - Oh, I'm better.
I had a terrible cold last week.
I was, you know, flat on my back for...
You know, I couldn't move...
You know, those guys are very good, just like a real team.
No, their dribbling sucks.
Well, I've got all the papers here, and...
I don't wanna talk about the accident.
I can understand that, Mr. Harrison, but I'm afraid that we really must.
No, no, no, I don't wanna...
I didn't ask you to come here because of the insurance claim.
Mr. Hill, do you think you could wheel me over to that table?
Thank you.
You have to undo the brake under my right elbow.
Okay.
Let me ask you a question.
You don't work exclusively for the insurance company, do you?
No. I'm with a... A small firm.
So there's no reason why you couldn't represent me independently?
No. Is this all right?
- That's just fine. Thank you. - All right.
I'd like you to do something for me, if possible.
All right.
I'd like you to get me the hell out of here.
Well, I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean.
It's really very simple. I'd like to be discharged from this hospital.
- To another hospital? - No.
Well, they wouldn't keep you here any longer than necessary.
You wouldn't think so, would you?
Mr. Hill, I can't exist outside this hospital.
They have to keep me here in order to keep me alive.
And they do seem rather intent upon doing just that.
But I have decided that I do not wish to go on living like this...
...and so I would like to be discharged so that I could die.
And you want me to represent you?
Tough luck.
Astonishing request.
My sculpture isn't very orthodox either.
You mean, just lie there somewhere...
...and die? - And die, yes.
- Well, what's the hospital say? - They don't know about it yet.
But do you realize what you're asking me...?
I do realize that I am not asking you to make any decision...
...concerning my life and death.
I am only asking you to represent my position to this hospital.
Now, lawyers, as a matter of course...
...represent criminals who they know to be guilty, don't they?
Yeah.
So...
...don't you think I have the same rights as any ax murderer?