Bad Medicine Page #8

Put this over her

nose like this, ok?

Ok?

Ok, Estrellita.

Ok, honey. Ok.

Ok, relax.

Breathe.

Breathe. Ok.

Breathe.

Oh, geez!

Aahh!

What? What?

It's coming!

Oh, my god!

It's a breech!

Oh, no!

Go back in!

What's a breech?

Nothing

to worry about.

Nothing to worry

about. Relax.

Relax and sleep,

But keep breathing.

And breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe and relax.

Go back in.

The head has to

come out first.

Oh!

Uh!

Uh!

Oh, god!

Don't let me

screw up!

There's your mom.

Yeah!

It's a boy!

Igracias!

Here. Here.

You. My friend.

A gift.

Gracias, amigo.

Good morning

And congratulations,

doctor!

Looks like you

and your fianc

Had a wonderful time.

Well, you deserve

some pleasure.

It's extraordinary

to me, Gomez,

How you always manage

to misread the situation

And say

the wrong thing.

Get out of my sight.

Because I don't want to

see you anymore today

Or any other day.

Dr. Madera!

What is it?

We've been robbed!

Oh.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ahem!

What's that?

Sandoval.

Dr. Madera wants to

see the girl.

Are these familiar

to you?

No.

No.

You know that we are aware

of your illegal clinic

And band

of renegade students.

Gee... I don't know

what you're talking about.

Why do you lie?

You don't have to lie.

You're safe here.

After all, I cannot have my

wife involved in a scandal.

I thought your wife

was dead.

No, I meant you.

I'm not your wife.

No, but you have

committed a crime,

And you must be

punished.

Marry me.

Yes, you are speechless.

That's completely

understandable.

But, in spite of the fact

that you are a criminal,

You are beautiful.

And I believe that god,

After depriving me

of a son all these years,

Has sent you to me

so that I may spawn.

Now listen to me,

dr. Madera,

I'm very flattered.

But you wouldn't

want to marry me

If I didn't love you.

Yes, I would.

I'd better go now.

There's someone else,

isn't there?

That boy,

that American boy.

No, there isn't.

Why do you

torment me?

I saw you the night

that you left me,

And that day,

the next day,

Running hand in hand

with him

And giggling

to yourselves.

When I was adoring

you from afar,

You were fornicating

under my nose!

Get out of here!

Wait! Don't go.

In light of

the present situation

I... I have no choice

But to expel you

and your friends

From school.

And with that, any hope

of a medical education

Will come to an end.

However...

I will rescind that order

if, as a wedding gift,

You will marry me.

Where are you going?

To pack!

Well, it was inevitable.

Who did we think

we were kidding?

How long did we think

we could get away with it?

It was my fault for getting

everybody involved. No, no.

Will you knock that off? Look, we

all knew what we were getting into.

There's got to be

another medical school

Somewhere

that will take us.

I hear there's one

in the Philippines

That will take

anybody.

I think we ought to steal

some school stationery

And forge ourselves some

letters of recommendation.

That's what I think.

We could go to jail,

schmuck!

I suggest we leave

the country.

It's the end

of the clinic.

Oh, yeah, Madera is

gonna close it for sure.

Let's contact

the red cross.

Maybe they'll

take it over.

Sure, we're allowed one

phone call from prison.

And after prison,

What happens

to our careers?

We can always

become chiropractors.

Aaah.

Dr. Madera?

You are the devil.

I want to talk to you.

I want to give you

the chance to be logical.

I can't talk now.

I'm a very busy man.

You can't throw us

out of school.

You stole from me.

You disobeyed me

on everything.

You promised those people

medical aid!

That's what we gave them.

You can't punish us

for that.

What we did was right.

Don't you dare

tell me what's right.

You want justice, boy?

The pistol in my

country is justice!

I know that, sir.

That's why I brought one.

You dare to bring

a gun into my house?

I'm going to be a doctor,

and you're not gonna stop me.

I've already

stopped you,

So if you want to

kill me, go ahead.

I'm not afraid to die.

Shoot me or

get out of here.

I will. I swear to god,

I'll shoot you.

I'll shoot you

right in this room.

You kill me,

I'll kill you right back!

I'm not leaving this room

until we resolve this thing.

There is no resolution

Except that your medical

career is at an end.

No, it isn't.

Yes, it is.

No, it isn't.

Oh, yes, it is.

Well, I'm not gonna

let you do it.

Well, there's nothing

you can do.

Oh, yeah? Yeah?

That's right.

That's what you think.

Yes, that's what I think,

and that's what I know.

Dr. Marx is here

looking...

Can...

Hi, dad.

I'm not necessary

here.

What the hell's

happening here?

Those are real guns.

Dad, you don't

understand.

It's good to see you.

Can you go outside?

I'm not going anywhere

Until I find out

what's happening here!

Your son

is a thief.

He stole drugs

from me.

He thought

it was time

To open

his own clinic.

Bull crap.

I will show you

where it is.

Is this true?

Umph!

Ok, senior.

How much is this

going to cost me, huh?

How do you get paid down here,

in pesos or in dollars?

You cannot bribe me.

You are so arrogant,

you Americans!

You think you are

superior to everyone.

I know about you.

Here!

There is my degree

from UCLA,

The university

of California

In los Angeles,

Where I was an intern

in the hospital

And where I watched

dying patients,

Their eyes

looking past me

Searching for

an anglo doctor.

Well, here, I am

the establishment.

You are the Chicano.

I mean, stealing drugs.

What?

You needed the money?

It wasn't

for the money, dad.

We start...

What?

What!

You posed as a doctor?

Tuesday and Thursday nights

and weekends, dad.

That is fraud,

for Christ's sakes!

If you want to

look at it that way.

Ohh.

Ugh.

What?

It's my stomach.

It's all right.

I'm having

an ulcer attack

From all this.

What the hell

do you care?

Someone, I know,

will take our place.

You won't be abandoned

without medicine.

But you've got to,

for yourselves, remember...

And cook your pork.

What is it?

What is it?

Who's that man?

What's the matter with him?

I hope he's a lawyer.

Jeff, who is that?

It's my father. I just want to

get him inside. What's wrong?

Let me take

his other arm.

I'll get the door.

Careful on those steps.

Ow! Ow!

Jeff,

where am I?

It's gonna be ok,

dad.

Is this the hospital?

Sort of.

Get a blood pressure on him.

Where's the doctor?

You're looking at him.

Stick your tongue out, dad.

What?!

You're salivating.

Feeling nauseous?

I'm having

an ulcer attack.

Lymph nodes are normal.

My peritoneal wall

is burning up.

Get me a doctor.

Yep, he's got fever,

Rapid pulse,

diarrhea.

I know what I have.

It's my ulcer!

Get me a doctor

and some Maalox!

No, dad, I don't

want to give you

Anything to mask

the symptoms.

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