Magnificent Obsession Page #5

- Yeah!

Hate to rush, Helen, but OK

if I do the newspaper now?

Sure. But what's the hurry?

Mother stuck me with Susan

Shacker's birthday party.

Can you imagine me in a dress?

Well... In Europe,

things aren't so hot.

In the Pacific,

things aren't so hot.

And in Washington...

If you want to know my opinion,

things are pretty fouled up all over.

Page 3. Here's a girdle and bra ad... which

I won't be needing for quite a while.

I'm a dog to run off, I know. But what

can you do with parents, eh, Helen?

Nothing, I guess. But we'll

be together tomorrow.

Sure. Want me to

take you back up?

No, I think I'll sit here for

a while. I'm all right.

OK. You're a big girl now.

- See you!

- Bye.

Hey, handsome!

Yeah, you, Tarzan!

I'm stuck! Wanna help

me launch my boat?

A girl's in real tough shape when she's

got no figure and no muscles either.

Thanks! Stick around!

I think we can use you!

Bye, Helen!

Goodbye!

Thank you for your help.

Sure.

I didn't know anyone else was here.

Do you come to the cove often?

Well... lately a little.

I've noticed you and

Judy a few times.

Well, I'm Mrs Phillips.

And I hope any friend of

Judy's is a friend of mine.

How do you do, Mrs Phillips?

- And you're?

- Rob... My name's Robinson.

Well, you know, it's a bit

chillier than I thought.

Oh, dear. I'm sorry, but would you

help me find my shawl? I don't see.

Of course.

I'm very awkward, I guess, but

Judy's a wonderful builder-upper.

I don't think anybody could come

through any better than you have.

- With a subdural haematoma like yours...

- That's where I met you. At the hospital.

- You're a doctor.

- No. We've never met.

I know a little about medicine.

I studied to be a surgeon once.

- But I have heard your voice, haven't I?

- I don't think so, Mrs Phillips.

- Is there anything else I can do?

- No, thank you. I'm very comfortable.

Mrs Phillips, I wonder...

Would it be all right if

I came by occasionally?

Just for launching outboards

and general morale purposes?

- I hope I'm not imposing.

- Of course not.

We'll hope to see you

again very soon.

Yes. Soon.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

I hope that I've been able

to make myself clear.

What you say you want to do is the

best news that anyone could tell me.

But I warn you, the investment

of one's life in others

and the alignment of oneself with

the forces that lead up and on,

- this does not come cheap.

- I don't expect it to be.

Once you go into it, you're bound.

You'll never be able to give it up.

You'll find this furnishes your

motive power. It will obsess you.

But, believe me, it'll be

a magnificent obsession.

- Thank you, Williams.

- A Mr Masterson is here.

- Any mail?

- Yes, sir. On your desk.

- Sorry I'm late.

- I haven't waited long.

- Cigarette?

- Yes. Thank you.

How are plans developing?

I made the last deposit to

Mrs Phillips' account today.

Sit down.

That completes the

amount you wanted paid.

- Good. Any problems?

- No, but...

Joyce asked some very

pertinent questions.

It is a lot of money. But they're

both convinced it was insurance.

- You haven't mentioned this to anyone?

- No.

Good.

- You don't approve of me, do you?

- Well, I...

Perkins and Little have been the

Merrick attorneys for years.

So I thought it strange

you called me last month.

That's why. Nobody would suspect anything

from you as originating with me.

And you can start practising some more,

because here comes a high, fast one.

I talked to Dr Giraud

at the medical centre.

- The brain man?

- Yes. Best diagnostician in the country.

I once studied with him.

He says there's some chance...

a very, very small chance...

that Helen Phillips' prognosis

may not be hopeless.

Really?

He says if doctors like Emil Hofer in

Zrich, Fuss in Vienna, Lehman in Munich

could be persuaded to take her case, they

might be able to devise a way to operate.

But you couldn't get them all

over here in a million years.

We could get her over there. Hofer won't

leave Zrich, so it has to be Switzerland.

Today Dr Giraud heard from Fuss. He

and Lehman could be there this spring

for periodic consultations.

They're willing to tell her they're taking

the case as a gesture to her late husband.

You get all kinds of people to do

what you want, don't you, Merrick?

That's fine, but... the expense. Somebody

will have to be with her all those months.

Persuade her and Joyce

to sell the house.

Who'd buy it?

I know somebody who needs a

place exactly like that.

He'll pay what some people might

think is a lot more than it's worth.

Think it over. Figure out the best

way to present it all to her.

Of course, don't let anyone

know about this either.

- No one.

- No, of course not.

Um... What are you going

to do with the house?

I don't want any part of it.

You'll find a worthy use for it.

Merrick, I, uh...

I take back a lot of things

I thought about you.

That's nice of you to say so.

- What's all this?

- False knots.

One of the first things

you learn in med school.

You are wrapped up in this. Well,

goodbye. I'll be talking to you.

Thanks. I'll find my way out.

What you're asking is to change your manner

of living... which is your business...

but also to pick up a

career which you dropped.

Probably the most demanding

career you could choose.

If you don't go on this time, we've tied

up good people and priceless facilities...

- which is my business.

- I'm still asking it.

If I can go back and graduate, will you

let me intern here at the medical centre?

All right, Bob Merrick.

We'll try it.

I've done a lot of things in medicine

I was warned were impossible.

You won't regret it.

When you studied with me years ago,

why weren't you so enthusiastic?

- What a lot of time you've wasted!

- Yes, what a lot of time.

Thank you, Doctor.

The marshal gets on his white horse

and rides off with Wise Eagle.

The marshal says, "Wise Eagle, ya reckon

them varmints'll head through the pass?"

- Wise Eagle says...

- "Ug!"

The marshal says, "We gotta

head 'em off. Come on."

Next picture's the sheriff's office.

The marshal says:

"Sheriff, what idea you got in that ornery

head of yours to stop them desperadoes?"

The sheriff says...

"Marshal, I don't like using shootin'

irons, but if I gotta use shootin' irons,

I tell you, there ain't no

hombre this side of the Pecos

is any better with shootin'

irons, less'n it's you."

And Wise Eagle says...

Oh. "Ug!"

We're gettin' better!

Listen, you two. Forget about the funnies.

I can't keep quiet any longer.

- Silence, Judith.

- OK, Helen. Shoot.

First of all, some of the best eye

doctors in Europe are interested in me,

because of my husband, I guess.

They want me to come

over for a consultation.

- Helen, I couldn't be happier.

- Gee, that's marvellous! For free?

Practically. But not the trip itself...

that's the other good news.

So many wonderful

things have happened.

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