Malice Page #5

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I'm sorry about that.

What the hell are you doing in here?

- Are you all right?

- No, I'm not all right.

Anybody home?

Up here, honey.

This is ridiculous.

Baby, go to sleep.

Who the hell can sleep

with them going at it all night?

It's been like three hours.

I'll ask him to turn it down.

No, I don't want to make

a big thing about it.

No, no, if you can't fall asleep...

- You think maybe he heard us?

- I hope so.

- Where're you going?

- To the bathroom.

I know why guys like you become doctors.

- It's not what you think.

- Yeah?

I think it's so you can make a lot of money

and see a lot of naked women.

Well, then it is what you think.

Hey, pace yourself.

I'm not done with you yet.

- I'm impervious to alcohol.

- Yeah?

We'll see about that.

Tracy.

You all right?

Yeah. I'll be right there.

- You had me worried for a second.

- No, I'm fine.

Come on, let's go to bed.

Hey, hey. Got to get out there, old man.

Six miles a day keeps the doctor away.

- You want some coffee?

- No, never touch in the morning.

- You okay, Trace?

- I'm fine.

Well, I'll grab quick shower,

fly over to the hospital.

I'll catch you guys later.

Are you sure she didn't call to

cancel her appointment?

Yes, I'm sure. In fact,

I called her yesterday to remind her.

- Did you try calling her again?

- Nobody's there, professor.

- I keep getting her answering machine.

- She's there.

She's dodging the call.

Paula?

Paula!

I'm gonna need a statement.

Andy.

You wanna hear about the first time

I ever saw a corpse?

No.

It was my first year of medical school,

gross anatomy.

The takes a real saw

to the cadavers head.

People were running out of the room.

They're passing out, turning green.

I tell you, it really didn't

bother me over that much, though.

It's a great story, Jed.

Of course, I'll never look at a cantaloupe

the same way again, but other than that...

Hey, You'll get over it.

Hey, Stanley, who the hell is that

in the backfield?

Livelle something. He's off the bench.

- What happened to Krakowski?

- Flunked the piss test.

That upsets me.

Guy can't stay off of cocaine

even for one million dollars.

Man, I'll give my right arm

for a million dollars.

We cannot afford plumbing,

for Christ's sake.

- Would you really?

- What?

Give your right arm

for one million dollars?

- You mean like, literally?

- Yeah.

Well, not even an arm.

Let's just say a finger.

One finger, for one million dollars?

Oh, God, this is a strange conversation.

What we're talking about

is a surgical procedure

just to the joint. Would you do it?

No.

Really?

Would you?

No.

Oh, man.

I should be getting back.

Here, let me...

No, no, no, no.

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