Night Nurse Page #2

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I'd live with one.

Oh, quit your trembling, kid.

It can't walk around.

Dillon's face took all

the pep out of it.

Well, at least he can't

clear his throat.

Just a scalp wound.

- Oh, doctor.

- Hold tight to my hand when it hurts.

You're certainly charitable

with that hand of yours.

Was he hit anywhere else?

Sorry, but that's all.

Just put a bandage on him.

Give him a shot of anti-tetanus.

- What's that for?

- Prevents lockjaw.

Lockjaw?

Ask Miss Maloney about it.

She's been fighting it off all her life.

Grit your teeth, prisoner.

Just two more smart cracks

and Dr. Mayo is through.

Shall I take him to the station house?

Oh, I don't think we'd better.

Let's keep him here tonight.

Yeah, prison ward.

Come on.

Come on.

- Hey, hey.

- The tougher, the softer.

Better get us a lift,

lunkhead, he's fainted.

Huh?

Oh, all right,

Florence Nightingale.

Could a guy bum some

bandages and iodine in here?

- Are you hurt?

- No. It's a friend of mine.

He got a little cut on his hand.

- Come in, I'll see what I can do.

- Oh, maybe I better wait here.

- Come in.

- Ouch!

You're the one that's hurt.

All right, I'll come in.

Let's see your hand.

You'll have to get up earlier

than most bootleggers to fool me.

- Huh? How do you get that way?

- We get many like you in here.

- Oh, give us the iodine, will you?

- I'll fix it.

Say, I could do it myself

if you'd just give me the...

I guess I better sit down.

- Hey, what's the idea?

- It's the arm, isn't it?

Oh, all right.

This one here.

Thanks.

Say, that's silk.

That's how I know

you're a bootlegger.

You win.

That looks like a bullet wound.

Well, it's a cinch it

ain't a vaccination mark.

I'll have to make a

police report of this.

Yeah? Why?

It has to be done on all bullet-wound cases.

- Oh, say, that ain't necessary.

- I have to.

Oh, listen, sister,

what's the difference to you?

I could get into

trouble if I didn't.

Listen, just give me some bandages

and forget you ever saw me.

How did it happen?

Well, a guy was cleaning

a gun and it went off.

Oh, nonsense.

Well, that's my story, and a couple of cops

with rubber hoses can't make me change it.

Oh.

Where was this man

cleaning the gun?

In a limousine.

It hit a bump and the gun went off.

Why did they wanna get you?

Oh, because I won't buy their bum alcohol.

I don't poison people.

Why don't you tell who these

men are and have them arrested?

For the same reason you don't squeal about

half the raw work you see down here.

What do you mean?

Well, do you?

Why, we have professional ethics.

Yeah? That goes for my line too.

The things my profession keep quiet about,

we believe it's for the public's own good.

Yeah? Ditto.

Well, it's gone clear through.

You've lost a lot of blood.

What's up?

Say, that's a bullet wound.

Hey, nobody sent for you.

Go rustle your hot-water bottles.

This is no hot-water bottle.

- Did you get this bird's name and address?

- I don't think that's necessary.

Don't you know that you're supposed

to report all bullet wounds?

You didn't see any bullet wound.

I didn't?

Say, what's the idea?

Friend of yours?

Thanks, pal.

He'd have to be hot before

I'd take a chance like that.

- You said something, sister.

- Hold quiet, will you?

Okay.

Hey, are you really

taking a chance?

I'll say she is. All a nurse needs to do

is to get into one jam and she's through.

- Yeah?

- Oh, don't talk so much.

You might as well turn

in your uniform and quit.

Maybe 56 bucks a week isn't much,

but it's 56 bucks.

Hey, is that all they pay you?

Better than selling apples.

That's probably what she'll be

doing if she loses her diploma.

Shh!

There you are. It's a nasty cut,

but it'll be all right now.

- Dump this.

- Thanks, sister.

My pal.

What's his trouble?

He fell down stairs

and cut his shoulder.

- Walks like he'd lost a lot of blood.

- No, just drunk.

Oh.

Hey, Maloney, don't forget

to wash that bedpan.

And make it shiny.

Yes, do that.

Oh, calm down, Lora.

You've seen blood before.

Just because this is your

first don't make it worse.

- I know...

- Heaven's sakes...

...if you get dizzy or feel faint,

keep an eye on me.

Remember, this is the final test.

And if you pass out this time,

you don't graduate.

Okay.

Wait a minute.

I almost forgot this. A man left this here.

He said it was to be given to you

before you went into your big test.

He seemed to think you'd know who he was.

- Well, of all the...

- That's what I call a pal.

- What'll I do with it?

- Put it away for her.

But you're not allowed to drink.

What's it good for?

It's swell for cleaning teeth.

Boy, are we lucky to get in on

an operation as big as this.

Well, I hope Dr. Bell

gets away with it.

He's got one chance in a hundred.

Oxygen.

Does that happen often?

No. But when it does,

it's bad news.

It's horrible.

Well, come on, let's get out of here.

My teeth need cleaning.

Now, young ladies...

...you who are about to graduate to

the noble profession of nursing...

...will recite the Florence

Nightingale pledge.

I solemnly pledge

myself before God...

...and in the presence

of this assembly...

...to pass my life in purity and

practice my profession faithfully.

I will abstain from whatever is

deleterious and mischievous...

...and will not take or knowingly

administer any harmful drug.

I will do all in my power to elevate

the standard of my profession...

...and will hold in confidence...

...all personal matters

committed to my keeping...

...and all family affairs

coming to my knowledge...

...in the practice of my calling.

With loyalty will I endeavor to

aid the physician in his work...

...and devote myself

to the welfare...

...of those committed to my care.

I'm the new night nurse.

Oh? For the two little girls?

Yes. I had them at the

hospital some months ago.

Poor little kiddies.

It's a long time since I've seen

them toddling up these stairs.

- Good night, kiddies.

- Good night, Miss Maloney.

- Hello there.

- Well, it's about time you showed up.

- I'm dying on my feet.

- How did you wangle me into this job?

I told Svengali the kids knew you at

the hospital and were crazy about you.

Thanks. Who's Svengali?

Dr. Ranger. He's a new one on me.

He's not on any hospital staff I know of,

but he's sure the boss around here.

Why did they take Dr.

Bell off the case?

That's what I'd like to know.

Certainly seems funny to me, replacing

a man like Dr. Bell with an unknown.

- Say, there's something screwy about this.

- What do you mean?

Since those kids got back from the hospital,

they've been living on nothing but milk.

That's no cure for anemia,

or malnutrition either.

- I'll say it isn't.

- They were all right at the hospital.

- Dr. Bell said they were getting along great.

- Aren't they improving?

No, they're getting worse.

And I'm beginning to wonder why.

But why should anyone...?

Oh, you're crazy.

Maybe. I don't know a thing.

I just work here.

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