The Doctor Page #2

prescribe TLC. How is she?

She's terrific.

I never see you guys

since your dad passed on.

No, I-I kept clearing my throat,

it was like this habit thing.

- Here, Jack.

- Thanks.

- How's business in the big league?

- We're killing 'em.

Hi. How're we doing?

I'm sorry I kept you waiting. Busy day.

- Are we looking after you?

- Yes, thank you.

Good.

- Have you been sore?

- A little sore, yeah.

OK.

Oh, yeah. That's healed fine.

Let's just get those staples out.

Doctor, my husband...

He's a good man, and he...

I think he's a little nervous.

Will the scar always be so...?

Tell your husband you look

like a Playboy centerfold.

You have the staple marks to prove it.

No, no. No! No, no.

I can smell tobacco from 50 paces.

I can smell it through the phone.

You know how I quit?

I'll tell you the truth.

I could kill for a cigarette

this very second.

I'll give you back to my secretary. We'll

arrange to have you in for some tests.

Carrie, take him back. Slap his wrist.

He's not taking the cyclosporine

and he's smoking again.

Whoa. Wait a minute.

What? Pete? Just tell him I'll call back.

My, my.

Legs! Whoo!

I wouldn't be caught dead with someone

stupid enough to drive that car.

Too bad. You'll be missing

my electric roll-in-the-hay bar.

Well, why didn't you say so?

- Hi.

- Hi.

- We have a dumpster.

- Mm-hmm.

Do we have a contractor? No.

- We do.

- This is a record. They've started.

- Yeah, they started wrecking the place.

- Anne...

- What?

- Anne...

They'll have the old kitchen out and the

new one in, and you won't feel a thing.

- And I know about pain. I'm a doctor.

- "I'm a doctor."

- Is it OK about tonight?

- I'm a little nervous, but it'll be fine.

- Why are you nervous?

- Gee, I don't know.

I'm usually so comfortable

speaking in front of 200 people.

You don't have to speak. I'll speak.

You just stand by my side

and look gorgeous.

No, I have to speak. Wait, wait. Are we

talking about the same thing here?

Jack? The parents' meeting?

- Oh, no. No, Jack.

- Hello?

Don't tell me you forgot again.

And then you wonder why the kids

call me "Miss" MacKee!

- You're a total disaster.

- Well, I need you tonight as well.

- Hey.

- I have to change.

We can have dinner together

somewhere later.

And you'll still forget next year,

won't you? Yeah.

- Hola. Lucy. Como estas?

- Bad.

OK.

- Hey, kneepads and helmets.

- Why? We're staying in our yard.

And what, you think

our concrete is softer?

- Hi, Max.

- Hi, Dr. MacKee.

- You, too.

- OK.

- How was school?

- Pretty good.

Good.

If it leaks again, just...

- Hi.

- Hi. How'd it go?

Not bad. I only fainted once.

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