Harvey Page #8

Any of the patients been acting

up? Everything's just peachy!

That's good. When are

you takin' off? Right now.

I was waiting

for Dr. Chumley to get back.

Wait a second. Didn't Dr. Chumley

come back with that pyscho?

We thought he was with you. No.

I left him with that Simmons dame.

When I called back later to check with him,

she told me the Doctor went to bring her bro...

That was four hours ago! Have

you any idea where he went?

Yeah. No!

Come on, come on.

I don't know. I can't think. Poor Dr. Chumley

may be layin' in an alley in a pool of blood.

Mr. Dowd seemed harmless

this afternoon.

I've been wrestling these guys for

years, and they're pretty tricky.

One minute they're sweet, and the

next minute... they give you the knife.

The name of the place? It was

a barroom and a guy's name.

Charlie! Charlie's Place.

That's a lead. We'll start there.

Never mind. I'll go with

Wilson. You needn't bother.

Until Dr. Chumley comes back,

I'm still in charge here!

Let's get goin'. Let's not

stand and argue about it.

Yeah,

this is the place.

What'll it be, folks? We're

looking for someone, two men.

A tall, short one and a thin, fat one. I'm

so nervous, I don't know what I'm sayin'.

One man is short and middle-aged.

The other is much taller and younger.

They might have been here about

four hours ago. No, can't say I have.

We've been running

medium sizes all evenin'.

The tall man was soft-spoken and

sort of polite. His name is Dowd.

Dowd? Why didn't you say so?

He's here now in the back booth.

Is he alone? Well, there's

two schools of thought, sir.

If that crackpot did anything to

Dr. Chumley, I'll knock his teeth...

No rough stuff. Psychology.

I'll do the talking.

Well, I've been expecting

you. Where's the Doctor?

Wilson! Why don't you

take a look around the place?

Why don't you do that? Although

I don't believe it's for sale.

Miss Kelly,

these are for you.

Why, thank you, Mr.

Dowd! A pleasure, my dear.

You know, after what happened this afternoon,

these flowers really should be from you.

Now, won't you join me? Mr.

Dowd, I'm afraid we can't do that.

The situation has changed since this

afternoon, but I urge you to have no resentment.

Dr. Chumley is your friend and he only

wants to help you. Isn't that nice!

I'd be glad to help him. We all must

face reality, Dowd, sooner or later.

Uh-huh. Well, I wrestled with

reality for 35 years, Doctor.

And I'm happy to state

I finally won out over it.

Mr. Dowd,

where is Dr. Chumley?

Not knowing, I cannot say. Wish I could.

Miss Kelly, I don't like to see

you standing. Sit down, Kelly.

There we are. Now, let's all have a drink.

Dr. Chumley did come in here

to get you earlier this evening?

Yes, he did. And I was

delighted to see him.

What'll it be, Mr. Dowd? Martinis?

- But that was four hours ago.

- Where has the evening gone?

Four... Three martinis, Mr. Cracker.

I've looked all over this joint. There's

no sign of the Doctor. What'd you do to him?

We're trying to find out.

What happened then?

I introduced Harvey to the

Doctor, and he sat down with us.

Harvey was sitting here,

and the Doctor sat opposite

Harvey so he could look at him.

Who's Harvey? A white

rabbit, six feet tall.

- Six feet?

- Six feet, three and a half inches. Let's stick to facts.

What happened after you

introduced Dr. Chumley to Harvey?

Harvey suggested that

I buy him a drink.

Knowing that he doesn't like to drink alone,

I suggested to Dr. Chumley we join him.

We joined him.

Go on.

Wejoined him again.

- Then what?

- Then the other matter came up.

Now we're gettin' somewhere.

What other matter?

Eh... Mr. Wilson, I don't

like to see you standing.

Wouldn't you join us here? Who, me?

Sit down, will you, Wilson? Sit right down.

You say this other matter

came up, Mr. Dowd.

Yes. There was a beautiful blonde

woman name of Mrs. Smethills...

and her escort seated in the

booth directly across from us.

Dr. Chumley went over to sit

next to her, explaining to her...

that they had once met...

in Chicago.

Then her escort

escorted Dr. Chumley...

back here

to Harvey and me,

and tried to point out that it

would be better for Dr. Chumley...

to mind

his own affairs.

Does he have any? Does he have any what?

Any affairs? How would I know? Shut up!

Go on, Mr. Dowd. Well...

Thank you, Mr. Cracker.

Mrs. Smethills' escort seemed to get more

depressed as he kept looking at Dr. Chumley.

So Harvey and I felt we should

take the Doctor somewhere else.

Harvey suggested

Blondie's Chicken Inn,

but the Doctor

wanted to go to Eddie's.

And while they were arguing about it, I

went up to the bar to order another drink.

When I came back here,

they were gone.

You don't believe that story about the

Doctor talking to a big white rabbit, do you?

Why not?

Harvey was here.

At first Dr. Chumley seemed

frightened of Harvey,

but that gave way to admiration

as the evening wore on.

"The evening wore on."

That's a very nice expression, isn't it?

With your permission,

I'll say it again.

"The evening wore on."

And with your permission

I'm gonna knock your brains out.

Look, you did something to Dr. Chumley,

and I'm gonna find out what it is.

Stop! Lyman! Wilson!

For heaven's sake!

Get outside!

Mr. Cracker?

Sure, Mr. Dowd. Mr. Cracker,

may I intercede for my friends?

Youth and high spirits. Time will

take care of that. Sure, Mr. Dowd.

Okay, boys,

let 'em go.

If Mr. Dowd vouches for you, okay. One more

peep out of you and I'll butter your necktie.

Yeah, fine. Get back to your dancing.

Stimulating as all this is, I

think we all should have our drinks.

Here, Miss Kelly,

sit down.

Here we are.

Dr. Sanderson.

You keep your eye on him. I'm gonna

check in those other two joints.

And Dr. Chumley better

be there, pal... or else!

Mr. Wilson?

Yeah?

Good-bye, Mr. Wilson. My regards to you

and anybody else you happen to run into.

Ah, you...

Mr. Dowd, can't you think of anything

else that might help us to find the Doctor?

Miss Kelly, may I

take hold of your hand?

Yes, Mr. Dowd,

if you want to.

We're all so worried.

Please try to think. Please?

For you I'd do anything. I'd almost

be willing to live my life over again.

Almost.

But I've told it all.

You're sure?

I'm quite sure.

But ask me again anyway,

won't you?

I liked that warm tone you

had in your voice just then.

So did I.

Maybe we better go someplace else.

Miss Kelly seems to be unhappy.

No, let's stay here.

Kelly's all right.

Perhaps you'd like

to dance, Miss Kelly.

All right, Mr. Dowd, if

you'd like to. Oh, not I! No.

I used to dance.

I haven't danced in years.

I'm sure Dr. Sanderson would love to

dance with somebody as lovely as you.

Hmm? Would you, Miss Kelly?

All right.

There we are.

It's been a long time

since we've danced together.

Yes, a long time.

I'd forgotten what

a wonderful dancer you were.

If we didn't have to humor Mr. Dowd,

you wouldn't have remembered at all.

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