The Manitou

[man] Patient is a female Caucasian,

28 years of age,

no previous record of tumorous growth,

either benign or malignant.

[man #2] Rate of maturation?

[man #1] 7.3 millimeters per hour.

[man #2] Per hour?

[man #1] Mm-hmm.

Calcinous growth, ligamental development,

tissue genesis, seminal palpation.

What's your diagnosis?

I can give you 3 dozen reasons why

it's impossible, why it can't happen.

I'm supposed to be the expert,

and I can do better than that.

Where's your patient?

Karen, this is Dr. Hughes.

I've asked him to help us.

It's nice to meet you.

Would you lean forward a bit, please?

Let me take a look at that.

- Yeah.

How long have you had this?

About, uh... 3 days.

You sure?

- Mm-hmm.

Uh, today is Friday, isn't it?

And I first felt it when I woke

up on Tuesday morning.

Any pain?

- No, no pain, but...

No, no pain.

What were you going to say?

Well, it... it...

kind of moves sometimes.

It... It almost shifts,

as if, uh...

Well, it's as if someone were trying to

turn over and get comfortable in bed.

How often does that happen?

- Maybe 4 or 5 times a day.

Is it something important?

I don't think it's anything serious,

Miss Tandy,

but we want to be sure, of course, you understand.

Dr. McEvoy, could I see you for a minute, please?

- Sure.

Karen, you're gonna have to

excuse his abruptness...

Now, he's a specialist.

I'll be right back.

Carol, would you see how soon

Dr. Snaith could have space

available for surgery?

Yes, tumor. Malignant.

No, that's it. Thank you.

"Malignant"? How do you know?

I don't, but until I do...

I wish I knew what the hell

we were dealing with here.

You know, I've been through

every tumor book I can find...

Bob, I wrote the books, and I

don't know what the hell it is.

Well, until we do, I'd just assume

this thing stayed with us, Jack.

Why?

- "Why"?

You remember old Doc Michaels?

You remember the rule he laid

down to us when we were interning?

"Be a thief, be a lawyer,

"even if you must, be a doctor,

but whatever you do,

[together] don't be an administrator."

Right, well, I worried if this

thing gets out before we can

explain it, the press and the

television people...

It's really crazy.

[exhales] Yeah, it's crazy.

But you've got to admit it looks a

hell of a lot like what's in those X-rays.

It just isn't possible.

That's right.

It isn't possible.

[man] The cards, my dear,

are harbingers of the future.

They can tell you what you want to know

the good and the bad.

Monday, I see an accident.

Nothing serious. Just an accident.

Some heavy object will probably

fall upon your foot.

Pain...

anguish.

Tuesday,

- [woman] That's my bridge day.

[man] someone will cheat you.

[woman] No!

- mmm

[man] Wednesday

seems rather intriguing.

I, uh... I see or hear... a...

rather peculiar phone call,

probably obscene.

[woman] Oh, heavens.

- mmm

That's rather interesting.

Thursday, gas, indigestion.

Probably something that you're going to eat.

- Oh, no!

Well, all in all, not a good week,

but you must remember, Mrs. Winconis,

that in trial, there is patience;

in tears, resolution;

in heartache, wisdom;

and in joy...

charity.

Oh, yeah

Ohh...

- Mr. Erskine, I want you to know

you're worth every penny.

Oh, you're too kind, too kind.

Mrs. Winconis...

Ah... shall we take a moment?

Oh!

When you're good to the spirits, you know,

the spirits are always good to you.

There! Reality.

Your coat, my dear.

- oh!

There you are.

Thank you, Mr. Erskine. - My pleasure.

I just don't know how to tell you

how much I appreciate you.

Oh, you're too kind.

- You do so much for me.

I'm so pleased.

- I will see you next week, won't I?

Yes, next week,same time, same place.

- All right.

Goodbye.

- Bye...

Oh!... didn't we forget something?

Well, no, here's your purse and wrap...

- ... My mystic motto!

Your mystic motto?

Oh, of course, the mystic motto... yes.

The mystic motto shall be,

"Guard well the pips,

and the fruit shall grow without let."

Ohhh, that's beautiful.

Guard well the pips,

and the fruit shall grow without let.

Ohhhh, it's so beautiful.

I'll say it every morning

when I wake up. Every morning.

Yes, please.

Is it the pips that grow...?

- It's "guard well the fruit for

the pips will grow again." yes, yes, yes

- "Guard well..."

Yes, every morning... without fail...

Oh, God, Harry, that routine is getting

cornier every day.

I heard yours last week. Yours is too.

Bye.

I'm home.

Erskine speaking, reader of Tarot.

Harry, this is Karen.

- Are... are you busy?

No, no... Not at all.

Just, you caught me by surprise.

Harry...

can I see you?

Please...?

Where?

Hi.

- Hi.

You haven't changed.

Well, don't judge by covers.

How are you?

How've you been?

- Oh, great. Just really great.

Still living with your aunt?

- Mm-hmm.

How is she?

Well, you know, she's a little

flighty at times, but she's fine.

Like to take a walk?

- I'd love to.

I appreciate your seeing me.

- That's okay... What's it about?

Well, I'm not sure, really.

I... I just knew that

you were the only person I wanted

to talk to.

But... uhh

I feel like such a hypocrite

calling you again after such a long time.

Yeah.

- But I've been...so concerned...

and so worried... and...

frightened.

About what?

About 3 days ago,

I started to feel a kind of an...

irritation,

a lump right here, at the back

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