Young Doctors In Love Page #3

What?

All right, ladies. Moving out.

One kidney?

Wait!

Here it is.

Okay, see if you can

raise the bed now, Emilia.

No good.

This is a 35-year-old woman.

- Who did the workup?

- Me.

She has all the symptoms

of a thyroid disease.

She has a very strange pain in her nose.

We'll have to examine her.

All right,

you wanna spread your nostrils for me?

Any more mystery pains, Stephanie?

Everyone gets dizzy once in a while, Simon.

Destroying an entire restaurant?

This is no small matter.

No snow up there.

If it bothers you, we won't go out.

I have other dates.

Litto asked me out,

Thurman Flicker asked me out.

Back on your box.

I hope you turned them down.

- You do?

- Yes.

Involvement with hospital staff

could only end in disaster.

Any romance now would be ludicrous,

and counterproductive to our studies.

Terrific.

We'll spend every single moment studying,

all year long.

You'll make a fine doctor, Stephanie.

Keep up the good work.

Yes, simple vitamin A deficiency.

I think you get that from carrots.

What? Vitamin A, or the deficiency?

- Burns.

- Hemorrhoids.

I know you're holding a couple of jobs

to pay your way through here.

If you can't handle it, get out.

Yes, Mr. Fitkin.

Doctors, we have here a man

who was admitted with severe...

abdominal pains and back spasms.

What is your diagnosis?

I'd say gallbladder.

- You say gallbladder?

- Yes, sir.

Dr. Litto, your gallbladder is located here.

Appendix here.

Spleen, liver, kidneys!

It's important you learn to tell

one from the other.

Now, this patient is suffering

from a simple kidney infection. Next.

Here we have general malaise,

hair falling out...

pain in the extremities,

disgusting appearance.

Dr. August, what is your diagnosis?

Myasthenia chroepsis.

That's very good. Can you prove that?

No sir. Neither can you. No one can.

Why not?

We won't know for sure until the autopsy.

I don't believe you, Simon.

That was real sensitive.

- What did I say?

- Think, Simon.

I don't know if he'll ever be... Hi, Milt.

I don't know if he'll ever be

the warm, loving dad...

that you so desperately need,

but we'll give it a try.

You know, in a sense,

we're all to blame for Sal.

Your attention please.

Due to a mix-up in Urology,

no apple juice will be served this morning.

Hi.

Just mellow out.

I'm sorry about what happened

the other day.

You gave me that note, what do you expect?

What note?

In Emergency.

I didn't write that note.

Do I smell Bal de Versailles?

You might.

It's my scent.

I thought so. Here.

It's my way of saying that I'm sorry.

Don't play with a nurse's affections, Doctor.

I mean it. If I didn't have three jobs,

it would be very different for me.

Three jobs?

Is that why you're so tired all the time?

Intern, umpire, and dancehall guy.

$1 a dance. $1.50 for the rumba.

Well, you poor man.

How do you do it?

Basically it's a box step.

I'd like to share it with you.

Walk.

Back.

Walk.

Now, see the sun.

Now feel the space, turn.

Now up and dip.

Yeah, that's good.

Now come on, show me where your

mother lives. Yeah, right there, come on.

Remember "The Pony"?

Why are we stopping?

I am so tired, I have no energy.

I can't do anything.

- I'm falling apart.

- You poor man.

- It's terrible for me.

- Perhaps...

An upper would be so friendly right now.

So if you have anything...

it would be so lovely.

- Do you always wear that key?

- I'm married to this key.

- Okey-dokey.

- What a selection.

- Now just one.

- One.

- I feel better already.

- Yeah.

"Guajina" is the bird.

The dance ends with a big finish.

It's one, two, three, and up.

That was really good, what you did there.

I believed it, you danced,

you used the space, it was terrific.

It was nice.

"N. Sprockett."

What does the "N" mean?

Norine.

- Can I call you Norine?

- Sure.

- Doctor...

- Phil.

Phil.

Norine?

I think I could learn to be crazy about you.

Phil.

Good morning. City Hospital.

Ready for surgery, Doctor?

Tell me, did Elizabeth Taylor call?

Elizabeth Taylor did not call,

and you are not ready for surgery.

That's funny. I thought sure she'd call.

I met her at the wedding. She looked at me

with those big violet eyes.

- I thought she would call.

- Would I tell you wrong?

You wouldn't be jealous, would you, Nurse?

City Hospital. Happy Valentine's Day.

- How are you feeling?

- Lousy. My laryngitis is killing me.

Couldn't find a doctor.

- Excuse me, Miss.

- Yes?

- Is the doctor around?

- No.

- Excuse me, Miss, is the doctor around?

- No.

Good morning, Happy Saint Patrick's Day.

Let me see if I have this straight.

You were shaving, you slipped,

you cut your nose off.

Then you dropped your razor

and cut your toe off.

Doctor made a mistake,

he sewed your toe onto your face...

and your nose onto your foot.

And your complaint is that every time

you sneeze, you blow your shoe off.

That's silly.

City Hospital. Happy Easter.

Attention, at exactly 3:00 p. M...

all hospital electricity

will be turned off for five minutes.

At 2:
59 p.m. All patients in oxygen tents...

- should take a deep breath and hold it.

- Where's Dr. Rist?

- Thank you.

- He's right over there.

Hello, Doctor.

- No, don't get up.

- Angela.

It's all right, I'll find a place.

Excuse me, sir.

Could you move over there,

give me a chance?

The light's better over there.

Could you hold this for a second?

All right, that's it. Over here.

Thank you. You're very cute.

- Thank you very much.

- This is for my father.

I knew that.

- Please sit.

- No, after you.

No, please. Sit down, will you?

It's good to see you, Angela.

How's my pop?

- The same.

- The same?

Hello, Stephanie. How's everything?

Your attention please.

ET, phone home.

I don't get a chance to be alone too much

because I have a large family.

I like cooking, cooking is nice.

And I read a book once.

I like to go to the ballgame.

What about you?

Me?

Well, I guess...

I'm basically into sharing.

Sunsets on wintry beaches, cats...

and relating over a fine bottle of wine.

What about you, Angela?

Me?

My father didn't take me out a lot.

There was the track, and there was Vegas.

But like a f***ing museum

or a f***ing concert, like f***ing forget it.

- I like music.

- Music? Yeah?

I thought I heard a song in your heart.

No, what I meant was...

I thought that you were musically inclined.

Did you ever sing, or play any instrument?

F***ing guitar.

Is that a special kind of guitar?

- No, it's regular.

- All righty.

I studied when I was a kid...

but I broke it on my brother's head

and went to work.

Do you ever feel sad...

that you were denied some of those things?

No, you know...

you grow up f***ing insensitive.

Yeah.

Okay, turn.

Jump.

Stephanie.

You can turn that off a minute.

I'll be right back in just one minute.

Stephanie, I'm not always that quick

on the uptake as regards...

It seems to me like,

in the last couple of months...

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