The Doctor Page #5

Thank you.

Dr. MacKee. We're ready in one.

We'll be right with you.

Thank you. Thank you, I appreciate that.

- Zero spread.

- Oh, thank God! Oh, God!

Dr. Blumfield...

This is the ghost

of a thousand murdered tonsils.

Put us back...

Dr. Eli! This is your

tongue depressor - lick me!

Hi.

Anne!

Anne!

Nick!

Well, hello. Chicken or sausage?

Uh, hi. What are you doing out here?

I'm celebrating. No spread

to the lymph nodes. They're clear.

- What?

- Yeah.

Oh, my God, that's wonderful.

That's, um...

- Oh, thank God!

- Yeah, I thought so.

So join the party.

Have a piece of sausage.

Oh, no, no. I'm... I've eaten.

OK.

- Where's Nicky?

- He's sleeping over with Max.

Great. Doesn't this smell great?

Jack, are you angry about something?

You know, I always work late

on Friday nights.

- Sure. Do these look burnt?

- I mean, if I'd known...

But, I didn't even know

you were expecting this news.

Why didn't you tell me?

You should've called me. I would have...

Let's go inside.

- Aren't you cold?

- Yeah, you are cold.

Will you just tell me

how you want me to be, Jack?

OK? Because I never know these days.

Really. Like, like, like, what are we now?

Are we happy, are we not happy?

Are we close, not close?

Please just tell me, I'll be there.

Well, this is quality time.

Why couldn't they send us the new IDs

through the mail? Do we know?

Tell them you're a big doctor. Cut in line.

Are you angry with me?

You lied to me.

What?

My tumor. I see it giving me

certain freedoms I never allowed myself.

Yeah, like being incredibly hostile.

Like being honest and expecting

people around me to do the same.

What did I lie about for Christ's sake?

I'm dying. Please don't waste my time.

- Miss Ellis.

- Thank you.

Your card.

They should've found your tumor.

You were right. Somebody screwed up.

You should've had an MRI.

But the system stinks.

Insurance companies tell us

what tests we can and cannot do.

An MRI, which I know

would have found your tumor...

costs about $1,000.

It's appalling.

And what about your father's patient?

The one who recovered?

There was no patient.

OK.

Just don't lie to me again.

OK.

One, two, three, four. One...

You wanna try? Show him how to do it.

- Pretty amazing.

- I'm not that bad.

I got a date.

- Great.

- No, I wish.

In court. So we got to get

our stories straight.

What stories? Alan, who's first?

- The terminal in 1217.

- Terminal?

What terminal? Bus terminal?

No... the dying patient in 1217.

What's the patient's name?

- Jay-Jay?

- Mr. Winter.

OK, now Mr. Winter

is either alive or dead.

So, is Mr. Winter alive,

or should we advise the morgue?

Call another patient "terminal" and that's

how you'll describe your career!

What room is he in?

Barbara died.

The older woman with the knitting.

She didn't wake up this morning.

- What are you thinking?

- I don't know.

That Barbara had been knitting

that big shawl for her granddaughter

for months... and she finished it.

And I've never been to London...

or Italy.

I never had a baby.

I never learned to use chopsticks.

And I had a front-row ticket

to see the American Indian Dance

Theater. They were touring here.

God, I've always wanted to see them.

You know, they have

these great costumes.

And I was in this place.

So...

It's just one more thing to add to my list.

They'll be back.

In six months.

Mr. Maris, any questions?

You know, Doctor... it seems strange.

There's somebody out there

alive, walking around...

Then something terrible will happen,

and they'll die.

Then I'll have their heart.

I think about that.

Yep.

So, we wait.

It may take a little while

before we have a heart to harvest.

I know.

Mr. Maris, it's always a good idea

to set your affairs in order.

My affairs are in order.

Good.

I have confidence in you.

OK.

Thank you.

Dr. MacKee.

I want you to have another MRI.

- Really? Why?

- Your exams were not what we'd like.

I spoke to Dr. Abbott, she agreed.

We'll do the MRI, and then I think

you should talk with her.

What do you mean,

"Not what we'd like"?

We had hoped to be seeing

some reduction in the tumor by now.

We haven't.

I'm sorry.

Come on.

I came up here when they finally

diagnosed my tumor.

I thought I'd throw myself over the edge.

God, I was so...

I felt... like my skin was coming off.

Oh, I screamed and screamed and...

There was... there was this bird

perched right over there.

And it just looks at me real strange,

like "Lady, what is your problem?"

And I laughed.

I felt so stupid that I just...

laughed out loud.

You know what?

I think it was an angel.

Go ahead and scream.

No one can hear you.

I don't wanna scream.

- Go ahead and jump.

- I don't wanna jump.

Then fight it. Fight it!

That tour, that tour...

is that still happening?

- What tour?

- The Indians, the dancers.

- I think so.

- Good.

If they're in New York, we're in trouble.

But we might find

they're just down the block.

- I can't do that. I can't go.

- I'll take care of it. It's my treat.

No, no, no. It's not that. It's just...

Excuse me, is this my intrepid friend

or not? We're going!

Come on.

Wait, this is crazy. Look at me.

I'm not dressed for a...

You look great. OK, Carrie,

call me back when you know.

- Hi. Winnemucca?

- Nevada.

We fly to Reno, we drive

for two hours into the desert.

OK, what do we need?

We need two tickets to Reno, a car,

and two tickets to the concert.

No, it's for me and a Miss June Ellis.

You got that?

Thanks, Carrie, you're great.

Can you just pickup and go like this?

"I see my tumor giving me certain

freedoms I never allowed myself."

I had a strange,

wonderful dream last night.

I flew right over your house

with a full head of hair.

I love that song.

- Can we stop?

- You mean, take a break or...?

No, I mean, just stop.

OK, I just... I'm a little nervous

about missing the concert, the Indians.

Jack... it wasn't the concert.

It's the time.

It's rushing past me.

I don't wanna rush past this.

I don't wanna rush past

anything anymore. I can't.

I just can't, Jack.

Anything. Anything you want.

I'm sorry

for dragging you out here.

"Get in, fix it, get out."

That's what I tell my residents.

She missed her concert,

take her to the concert.

You know what's special to me, Jack?

I mean, truly special?

This.

This.

Now.

Do you pray, June?

Is that what holds you together?

Oh, I pray.

I meditate.

I eat chocolate.

I go dancing.

- Hello?

- Anne, did I wake you?

Oh, God. Jack, where are you?

I don't know. I'm in the desert,

in a phone booth

somewhere between Reno and home.

Why? What are you doing, Jack, huh?

I went a little crazy. I'm OK.

I'll explain in the morning.

No, no, no, no. Tell me now.

- I can't.

- Just tell me, OK?

- I don't think the radiation is working.

- Oh. God...

- They don't seem to think it's working.

- Oh. Sweetheart.

Let me come and get you.

- I'm with a fellow patient.

- Oh...

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