Doctor Bull Page #3

Synopsis: Dr. Bull is an old-fashioned country doctor whose affair with the widow Janet Cardmaker is creating waves in the small town where he practices. When there is a mysterious outbreak of typhoid which the doctor is slow in reacting to, it all comes to a head. The townspeople hold an emergency meeting and decide to give Dr. Bull the sack and bring in a new doctor. Dr. Bull must find a way to save his job, his reputation, and a young man's life, whom all other practitioners have written off as a permanent invalid.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): John Ford
Production: Fox Films
 
IMDB:
6.6
PASSED
Year:
1933
77 min
154 Views


Oh, wait a minute.

Say, wait a minute.

It don't make any difference now,

does it?

- Hello, Doc.

- Oh, hello. Hello, boys.

Hello, Doc. How are you?

Frank, give me about

a quart of coffee, will you?

Sure.

What's the matter, Doc?

You look like you've had a hard night.

No, it wasn't me had the hard night.

It was my patients.

- How's Claire?

- She's fine, thanks.

- How's your folks, John?

- The baby has the sniffles.

I'll get over there this afternoon.

- There you are, Doc. See if that's strong enough.

- All right, Frank.

Say, Doc, I've been having trouble

with my side again...

and it just kept me awake

all night last night.

I took six of those pills

that you told me to take...

and it didn't do me a bit of good,

and I just don't know-

Oh, shut up, will you?

After anybody being up all night with real

sick people, they'd want to hear you whine?

Oh, well, Doc, I'm real sick too.

I'm one of your best patients, and I

wanna know what's the matter with me.

- Hello, girls! Well, goodness!

- What you gonna have?

- We want five chocolate malted milks.

- That's what's the matter with him.

- Yeah.

Five sweet malted milks

for five beautiful girls.

- Oh!

- You're kidding.

I'm not kidding.

Y'all going to the dance Saturday night?

- Sure!

- Oh, boy. I'll be there.

I'll be there if I don't have

that pain in my side again.

Aw, don't you feel good, Larry?

I just have pains all the time. I just don't

know what I'm gonna do about it.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

- There. Will you dance with me?

- Sure!

That is, providing

if I don't have that pain.

Yeah. But don't have

that pain that night.

- Well, I won't if you don't want me to.

Here you are.

It's got double ice cream in it.

- Oh, that's swell.

- Just special for you.

Say, Mr. Snyder.

I hope you're keeping that camp

of yours up there sanitary.

Sure. We'll be pulling out

of here next week...

and New Winton will have

plenty of electric power.

Yeah, and pay plenty

of money for it too.

We know your attitude

about modern improvements.

Dr. Bull would have us riding around

in a horse and buggy if he had his way.

- Yeah? We wouldn't all be

making payments on it anyhow.

Had no business ever putting that camp

so near where the town got its water supply...

but Mr. Banning insisted on it...

and, of course,

he has his way all the time.

But you better keep it clean,

I'll tell you that!

Well, hello, Doc Verney.!

How are you?

- How are you, Dr. Bull?

- I'm good.

Say, that's some car you got there.

Yeah, I made an awful mistake

by trying to learn medicine...

instead of being a diagnostician.

- There's many a tonsil in there, Doc.

- Look at that field truck of mine over there.

- Oh, yes.

Oh, by the way, Dr. Bull...

how's that paralyzed case

I x-rayed for you?

- Oh, Joe Tupping?

- Yes.

None too good.

You'd better take my advice

and get him into a state institution.

He'll never walk again.

Well, his wife's

got a kind of crazy idea...

that I'm gonna be able to help him.

Oh, I see.

Yeah, but I'll keep on doctoring

on him anyhow, see what happens.

Good luck. If I can help you-

All right. Thanks, Doc.

Here's a little snip of toddy, Kenneth.

Kenneth? Don't call me Kenneth.

I'm still the Reverend Ephraim Bull's

son, George...

but calling me "Kenneth" ain't gonna

keep me from taking this little snip.

Of course, George.

I must be getting old.

Near a hundred.

- You're feeling tough?

- Tough?

Oh, gee, l- I'm tired, Aunt Myra.

I'm gonna try to take a little nap.

Lige Perry came in today

with three dozen eggs to pay his bill.

Yep? I'll bet you half of them's

hatched by now.

- Oh, Lord. That there phone.

- You answer it, will you?

- Yes, I will.

And if anybody's tractor's broke down...

tell them to grease it with castor oil.

If anybody's sick...

tell 'em to do the same thing.

- It's me.

- That's what I was afraid of.

Oh, but I need you again, Doc.

Yeah. I need a lock on that door too.

Oh. Oh, honest, Doc. I'm awful sick,

and I've been having the terriblest dreams.

Honest. Last night,

I woke up in a cold sweat-

a cold sweat

and terrible pains in my chest.

And I dreamed I was in a big room

with a lot of doctors all around me close...

and they were dressed in white,

and they had me on an operating table...

and they come up real, real close to me

and pointed at me and said...

"You're bad sick,

and it's gonna kill you, Larry.

"There's a growth on your kidneys,

and it's gonna kill you...

and we're gonna take it out."

Then they put me on this table, and then

they had all these knives and hammers...

and saws and tongs around.

A-And one of the doctors grabbed one-

one with a long, gray beard-

and he sat right on my chest

and opened my shirt and just-

- And I woke up.

- Who woke you up?

I woke myself up.

If you're that smart, cure yourself.

Oh. Oh, I can't do it, Doc.

You gotta do something to help me.

Honest.

Aw, go take a big dose of castor oil...

and cut out that dreaming.

But I can't stop dreaming.

I've tried. Honest, I've tried.

- Stay awake.

- But I feel worse when I'm awake!

Oh, go to sleep then.

Oh! Aw, you're gettin'

hard-hearted, Doc...

and the people in town

are talkin' about it.

And it ain't gonna do you

any good if I die.

- You think it ain't.

- Oh!

Oh.!

Hello. Yes, Mrs. Banning.

Hold the line.

Hello. Hello, Torrington.

New Winton calling Dr. Verney.

One moment, please.

Here's your party.

That's the second time

Mrs. Banning called up today.

May, what's the matter with Virginia?

Don't ask me.

But you must, Virginia.

Dr. Verney said so.

I don't care what Dr. Verney said.

I'm not going to bed.

But you're ill, my darling.

You haven't been the same since you

came back from the dance at the university.

- What happened to you?

- Mother, will you leave me alone?

I won't see Verney,

and that's the end of it!

If you don't leave me alone,

I'll scream!

- But he'll be here any minute!

- I don't care. I won't see him!

- Where are you going?

- Where I can be alone!

Virginia, will you listen to your mother?

Listen to me!

- Call Dr. Verney. Virginia!

Virginia, listen to me!

Virginia! Virginia!

Please! Virginia!

Virginia, will you listen to me?

Virginia, come on over to our table

and sit with us.

I don't want to. I told you so.

- Will you leave me alone?

- Oh, come on, Virginia.

- Please come on, Virginia.

- I told you before- I wanna be alone!

- All right.

- Dr. Bull!

- What are you doing? Home on vacation?

- Yeah.

- Drinkin' beer, huh?

- Yeah. Have some?

Well, that's fine. We at least know

where you are now anyhow.

Oh, where, oh, where

has my little dog gone

Oh, where, oh, where can he be

With his ears cut short

and his tail cut long

- Oh, where, oh, where can he be

- Be

- Attaboy. Come on. Have some beer, Doc.

Just got time for one.

Hey, look at that Banning girl

over there drinking out of a flask.

Gosh, I ain't seen one in months.

Oh, where, oh, where

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James Gould Cozzens

James Gould Cozzens (August 19, 1903 – August 9, 1978) was an American novelist and short story writer. He is often grouped today with his contemporaries John O'Hara and John P. Marquand, but his work is generally considered more challenging. Despite initial critical acclaim, he achieved popularity only gradually. Cozzens was a critic of modernism, and of realism more leftist than his own, and he was quoted in a featured article in Time as saying (perhaps somewhat in jest), "I can't read ten pages of Steinbeck without throwing up." more…

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