Johnny. John, Gene has got some qualms about the new proposal. I'd like you to talk to him about it.
No room for qualms, Gene.
No, there's just one or two--
No, qualms are bad. Listen to Johnny. Qualms are bad.
I have qualms I'd like to discuss. You know what it is? I'm just afraid that if we let a big company like Calnet take us over, you know, we're not gonna be us anymore. You know? We-we-W?we'd be them.
Let me explain something to you, Gene. Them has the best hospitals, and them has the best laboratories, and them is gonna pay us a very big, giant amount of money.
I swear. I swear to God that when I think about the money, I get teary.
You see, those are real tears in his eyes.
So, Saturday morning we're sitting down with the Calnet people. I'll see you all there. I'm very excited about it.
Hey, wait, whoa, whoa. Saturday morning? I'm supposed to take my family to the country this weekend.
You see, it's happening already.
John, you're being forced to neglect your family.
Gene, relax. No such thing. Mrs O'Brien?
Mrs. O'Brien: Yes.
How are you? Is your tummy still...?
Mrs. O'Brien: Uh-huh.
Oh. Okay, Saturday morning, guys. Gene, no tank tops, please. No tank tops.
Mrs. Parkus Yes, Doctor?
Mrs. Parkus. Have you eaten shellfish again?
Mrs. Parkus Just soft-shell crab.
And what's the middle word?
Mrs. Parkus Shell.
[John snoring] [Rodney chittering]
Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah Aah! Maya! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Let's go. Let's go. Get in there and you stay in there!
[Rodney chittering] [John sighs] [telephone rings]
Dolittle. Mrs. Parkus, do you have a death wish?
Mrs. Parkus But I took it out of the shell.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Man, you couldn't tell what it was without me?
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Oh, I knew what it was. She was frightened. She wanted her doctor. It's a beautiful thing.
That's a beautiful thing? That's a beautiful thing? How old are you?
You spend all your time here, right? Probably grab your naps curled up in the break room on that little cot back there. Little occasional nooky with one of the interns in the closet of something. Well, I have a real life, okay? And I'd appreciate it if you only call me down here when it was a real emergency. If one of my patients comes in here carrying his own head, call me. Somebody comes in with a bicycle up their a**, call me. You understand?
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Yeah, I understand. So, you want me to give her the injection?
I would not be a smart-a** right now if I was you. Make little smart statements to me at two o'clock in the morning after I came... [muttering]
Mrs. Parkus Is there something wrong, Doctor?
Mrs. Parkus Ohh! [chuckles]
[Mrs. Parkus grunts]
Okay.
Mrs. Parkus Thank you.
Where's the kitchen at? I got to get in here. Where's the food?
Uh-oh. She's coming to get me.
This ain't no kitchen. Smell bad. Must be cooking chitlins. And what's this for? Hey! Hey! [muffled yelling] Somebody help me. Hey! What the-- [glubbing and splashing] I can't swim.
Mrs. Parkus AAH!
AAAGGGHHH YOURSELF!! [toilet flushes] Where you going? Get me outta here. Hey! Somebody get the license plate number. I have just been violated. Whoa!
