Good Morning, Miss Dove Page #7

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My brother was out of...

..town and lost his last dollar.

I put it in only yesterday.

He's run out of cash. I told you so.

Excuse me. I wish to make a deposit.

Excuse me.

Ed, we're friends. If you can wait..

Friends, nothing. I'm withdrawing

every penny of my 6,572 bucks.

Your transaction will take time,

Mr Prouty, while mine will be brief.

If you would extend me the courtesy.

Are you nuts?

Thank you.

Good afternoon, Mr Porter.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon. A pleasant day.

Yes. A touch of spring in the air.

Miss Dove...

May I borrow a pen? Mine is dry.

Of course.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. By a strange coincidence,

your pen seems to lack ink, too.

You're looking well, Mr Porter.

I heard you have had

a mild case of lumbago.

Thank you.

It's been a bad month for colds.

So much unseasonable weather

might account for it.

For deposit to my account, Mr Porter.

The entire amount. 98 dollars.

Thank you, Mr Porter.

Thank you, Miss Dove.

Mr Prouty! Do you expect Mr Porter

to violate a Federal law?

Federal banks are compelled

to close at three o'clock.

All of us here in Liberty Hill will

live to see the merit of this law.

I am sure the Rotarians intend me

no offence, but I am not a charity.

It isn't charity Liberty Hill

offers you. It's... it's respect.

That I shall accept

with unqualified pleasure.

Now, Thomas. Will you be

more specific as to your findings?

Well,...

..you have a small growth

on your spine...

which must, if possible, be removed.

If possible?

Until we go in, we cannot be certain

about the nature of any tumour.

All you have to decide is

who shall remove it and where.

Aren't you competent?

I think so. But other surgeons

have more experience and reputation.

If you go elsewhere, I won't see

it as a reflection on my ability.

There's a very famous man

at the Mayo Clinic...

Allow me to deliberate.

I remember that you had

very skilful fingers, Thomas.

I remember that you had

very skilful fingers, Thomas.

You have very skilful fingers.

Could you put it back

exactly as it was, Thomas?

Yes, Miss Dove. I did it before.

Then do it again.

Yes, Miss Dove.

I shall feel perfectly safe in the

hands of Thomas and Billie Jean.

Now the air is clear of emotion,

we can resume our discussion.

What do you propose?

That it be done tomorrow.

As you told us...

I know what I told you.

What is the procedure?

This is what will happen.

This evening at eight, you'll take

a capsule. You'll sleep soundly.

The next morning, you may not

even notice the hypodermic.

Well, you won't care or shouldn't.

You'll go to the operating room

and have a general anaesthetic.

Due to the tumour's position,

the operation may be long.

If so, the anaesthetic will be

prolonged, as will its effects.

It may be Friday

before you finally awake.

Where?

What?

Where will I awake?

I don't know, Miss Dove.

Open the top drawer of the bureau.

Give me my bag.

My father's watch.

No, Miss Dove.

I should like you to take it now.

It is bequeathed to you in my will.

If... if on Friday I awaken here,...

..you may return it

temporarily to my custody.

Oh, the battle I put up

with this cuticle of mine.

You have the same trouble?

I always considered the care

of the nails as a boudoir function...

.. and not a stimulating topic

of conversation.

I beg your pardon!

There have been some recognizable

developments. And you?

Oh, glory!

Like the night before Christmas.

Tomorrow, we'll know what it looks

like... if it's a boy or a girl.

Well, I'd better go now.

Good night, Miss Dove.

Roses in your pillow.

Good night, Virginia.

Hello, Miss Dove.

Dr Temple, will you write

to your mother tonight?

Why, yes.

Will you kindly inform her

that red ants have a flavour

exactly like sour pickles.

They do? Did a bear tell you?

No. I ascertained the fact for myself

more than 30 years ago.

You did? How?

I ate one.

Good for you! I won't wait

to write her. I'll send her a wire.

I'll leave you with your pastor.

Thomas told you?

Yes.

I do not wish to die.

Life, whatever others may think,

has been for me...

I... I have been happy.

I know.

Thomas is not very hopeful, is he?

Well, there is a hope

which transcends the medical.

Perhaps if we read from this.

Will you read the general confession?

Yes.

Then I warn you, when I say that

prayer, I do so with reservations.

Reservations?

I have made many mistakes.

Perhaps even sinned.

I admit my human limitations.

But I do not, in all honesty, find

the burden of my sins intolerable.

Nor, Alexander,

have I strayed like a sheep.

As Frederick Makepeace might say,

I have never been A-W-O-L.

I grant you the language

of the confession is archaic.

But it contains a core of truth.

All of us...

No. I have never spoken hypocrisy

to my Maker and now is hardly

a propitious moment to begin.

We can have a prayer, if you like.

Silently, but together.

That I should like.

The parson and the cop are in

the lobby. Potential blood donors.

Good.

OK.

OK, Tommy.

All right.

You got the time, pal?

with six months added

for your "stroll" yesterday?

Would you call a friend of mine,

name of Rab... Maurice Levine?

Only costs four bits. I'll pay ya.

Reverse the charges?

This guy is loaded.

Keep diggin'.

You're outta privileges.

Am I paying my debt to society!

I'm calling a play of which our

old quarterback might not approve.

Cedar Grove Elementary School

is suspending classes for the day.

It's more extensive than I thought.

She'll need blood and plenty of it.

Yes, Doctor.

W... What are they doing up there?

You know Tommy's doing his best.

Let's stay full of fortitude. You

two sit tight and I'll snoop around.

How's it going, Miss Rice?

Dr Baker sent a section to the

laboratory. The report isn't back.

She's had one transfusion.

Is there a chance?

A nurse is permitted no opinions.

Hey! I saw you coming.

Children aren't allowed.

It's a matter of life or death.

I was elected spokesman.

We came to give blood to Miss Dove.

Dope! They lay you down and

then they give you tomato juice.

Not to folks your age!

Not to folks your age!

But we're nine!

ALL :
Yeah!

Oh, honeys. We got these

grown-ups waiting here.

Here's what you can do.

What?

The State tests are coming up.

If you flunked them, she'd be

good and mad. Go home and study up!

We know that old junk!

ALL :
Yeah!

Are you sure?

ALL :
Sure!

What's longitude and latitude?

Name the Great Lakes!

Where's the Tropic of Capricorn?

You see?

You handled that like

a diplomat, Billie Jean.

She herself - Miss Dove - couldn't

have handled it more genteel.

That's it. Take over.

Tommy, how did it go?

Come on, girls.

Let's pull ourselves together.

I can't figure out women. Yesterday

they were clawing Miss Dove apart.

And now, look at them.

Shut up, Joe. And you too.

She wasn't your teacher...

.. or you wouldn't chew

your necktie when you're thinking.

She broke me of chewing my pigtails.

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