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White hair.

Gun, Winchester pump.

All I remember. Came in so fast.

Chain was off. He unlocked the door.

Who unlocked it?

Ross. Like he was expecting someone.

How is my leg?

Hold on, Carl,

we'll be there in a couple of minutes.

Get out of the way.

To the right.

Let's go.

Scissors, Jones.

Somebody get the blood pressure.

Oxygen.

Can I have an ABD pad?

Can you move your hand?

Say, do you want to step out? Your buddy

is all right. His leg should be okay.

Somebody get X-ray.

How's Stanton?

He'll be all right,

but he's busted up. Ross?

I don't know, Frank.

You better call Stanton's wife

and get her over here.

Okay.

Here you go.

What is it?

What's his blood pressure now?

Scissors.

It's down to 90 over 70.

Suture.

Scissors.

- Better let me tie this one.

- Okay.

Get some balm, please.

He's dropping.

Pulse is also going up, now.

What was it pre-op?

BP pre-op was 140 over 90.

Kahn, take this.

Now it's down to 90 over 70.

How much blood do you have?

We have four up here,

and we've ordered four more units.

How much have you given him?

- We're starting the first one right now.

- You'd better bring me another one.

Mayo, please.

- This is the subclavian.

- Here's your wipe, Doctor.

Thank you, Deanne.

What are his chances?

No more than 50-50.

We stopped the hemorrhaging, but they

got some of the major blood vessels.

Thank you, Doctor.

How is he doing?

Holding.

Stanton?

Okay. He's sleeping now.

I want to talk to you.

I got the report back from the lab.

Nothing at the hotel.

How come they got in?

Ross got to the door,

unhooked the chain from the inside.

He let the killers in himself?

Why would he do a thing like that?

I'm waiting to ask him.

What about the setup?

What do you think about that?

Shotgun and a backup man. Professionals.

Yep.

I had to call Chalmers.

And?

It didn't go down too good.

It's the main event for him.

You know,

the Senate Subcommittee hearing.

He can't produce the big surprise

he promised everyone.

He may try to make up some mileage

by laying it on us.

Play it by the book from now on.

Does Chalmers run the case, or do I?

All I'm interested in is results.

Do whatever you think is best.

I'll try to back you up.

Excuse me, sir.

Are you the policeman who hasn't eaten?

Yes, ma'am.

- Thank you.

- Surely.

Where is he?

How is he, Doctor?

As well as can be expected.

He's still under the anesthesia.

I'm Walter Chalmers.

Is there any possibility of my getting

a deposition from Ross before Monday?

That's impossible to say at this time.

He may remain in shock.

I thank you for doing all you can, Doctor.

Get the supervisor.

Now, what went wrong, Lieutenant?

- Who else knew where he was?

- What?

Who else knew where he was?

What are you implying?

They knew where to look for him

and they used your name to get in.

Are you suggesting

I disclosed his whereabouts?

Somebody did.

And it didn't come from us.

That's hardly the issue.

Well, it certainly is.

I've got an officer with a family.

And he's shot up pretty bad.

And I've got a witness who can't talk.

I want to know about Ross.

What was the deal you made with him?

Deal?

Lieutenant, don't try

to evade the responsibility.

In your parlance, you blew it.

You knew the significance

of his testimony.

Yet you failed to take

adequate measures to protect him.

So to you it was a job. No more.

Were it more, and you had the dedication

I was led to believe...

You believe what you want.

You work your side of the street

and I'll work mine.

Lieutenant, I shall personally

officiate at your public crucifixion...

...if Ross doesn't recover

during the course of the hearing...

...so I can at least present his deposition.

And, I assure you, I shall not suffer

the consequence of your incompetence.

And even if there wasn't any...

...I'm rather certain

I can prove negligence on your part.

There may be another attempt on his life.

I'll be back in the morning,

with my people.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'd like to have Dr. Willard replaced.

I think he's too young and inexperienced.

I'd prefer my surgeon.

Inform the administrator.

But Dr. Willard is one of our...

I'd like him replaced, if you don't mind.

- I'll report this to our administrator.

- Thank you very much.

Doctor?

A relative of mine,

he's here with a gunshot wound.

Could you please tell me

where I can find him?

Why don't you try at the reception desk?

There's no one there.

He could be up on the second floor

in the emergency room.

Thanks, Doctor.

Yes?

Oh, Lieutenant. It's for you.

Thank you.

Yes?

Dr. Kenner. This probably isn't important...

...but a man asked me

whether a relative of his...

...with a gunshot wound

was in the hospital.

I thought you should know about it.

Was he about 5 foot 10? Gray hair?

I'm afraid I told him

that he was on the second floor.

Thank you.

Delgetti.

Our man is in the building.

He was tipped where to find Ross.

- You take the ground floor, okay?

- Got it.

Get in Ross's room. Nobody in

except Dr. Willard and the nurses.

There's a man down the stairs!

Polly, call Anesthesia

and bring the crash cart!

Doctor, there's a cardiac arrest in ICU.

Get Delgetti.

You and the patrolman cover the lobby.

Okay.

I can't get a blood pressure.

Go.

Do you want to defibrillate again?

Not now. Not with that complex.

- How much bicarb?

- Fifteen.

Go ahead. Push it in.

- Do you want some lactose?

- Draw some up.

- Any pupillary reaction?

- No. Dilated.

Get some calcium up, too.

What's that now? What's he got?

No activity.

I need some more epinephrin.

Half a milligram, please.

I need your help.

What is it?

I want this kept open.

If Chalmers finds out that Ross died,

he'll fold this up.

- I want the man who killed him!

- I understand.

I don't want your head on a block.

I understand.

His chart could be misplaced.

You filed it. It's missing.

I'll take the responsibility.

All right.

Call the coroner's office.

Tell them to put Ross under a John Doe.

I want a private ambulance,

unmarked, and I want it quiet.

Far as you go, Doctor.

Take it slow.

City morgue.

Let's go.

Fresh today!

See if Dr. Willard is still in the hospital.

Get It. Bullitt on the phone.

I'm sorry, Joe.

He's been transferred to another room.

May I have an outside line, please?

May I speak to your supervisor, please?

I'm afraid she's busy at the moment.

I'd be grateful if you would tell her

that Chalmers wishes to see her.

Immediately. It's very urgent.

Yes, Mr. Chalmers.

I'd like to speak with Dr. Willard, please.

Thank you.

Yes? Can I help you?

I wanted the other supervisor.

The night supervisor went off duty

an hour ago.

I'm Mrs. Francis. May I help you?

You may, indeed. There was a patient

here. His name is Johnny Ross.

- And he seems to have disappeared.

- Disappeared?

He was in Intensive Care, but there's no

record of his whereabouts in the hospital.

That's impossible.

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