Robodoc Page #6

the duties of 58 medical sub specialists,

he can diagnose and treat

any patient all on his own.

Mama!

What the hell did you do to her?

An appendectomy. I also

took the liberty of performing liposuction,

tummy tuck, face lift

and breast augmentation.

Thank you, doctor.

Beginner's luck.

Ma'am, we're going to have

to repeat that exam.

Yeah, right buddy.

He was my creation, you know.

I created him.

Just because they've installed in you

all of the finest, latest medical technology,

that doesn't make you a real doctor.

Bonacasa, will you show "it" around?

Yes, sir.

Don't worry about him.

He's still trying to figure

out how to use his cell phone.

I hit it, I hit it!

There you are, sweetie.

You need to stay in the clinic, okay?

I hope he didn't hurt... you.

Dr. Mills, this is MD-63

Have you met before?

No, it's just he...

...reminds me of

someone I used to know.

Perhaps it's one of my prototypes.

I've been told I bear

a striking resemblance

to MD models 48, 57, and 59 through 61.

The nurses are all talking about you.

They call you RoboDoc.

You can call me Lauren.

I run the children's clinic.

You're a pediatrician?

With a sub-specialization

in cross-eyed children.

We hope to cure them one day.

Dr. Von Schmekel in Germany

is doing some wonderful research.

But until they find a cure, I teach them

to function in a straight-eyed world.

Yeah. Well, it looks like

you're doing a bang-up job.

Cute kid.

If you'll excuse us, I've got to show

RoboDoc around the hospital.

It was nice meeting you.

I hit the ball! I hit the ball!

Yes, you did, Joey.

Yes, you did.

I think I see the problem.

Is RoboCrock qualified to handle

psychiatric patients?

Psychiatry isn't in his

automated menu, however,

I can put him in that mode, manually.

With this psychiatry memory stick.

Did they follow you here?

They who?

They! The CIA.,

F.B.I., K.G.B.,

N.R.A., A.A.R.P.,

N.A.A.C.P.!

No.

Listen, Doc, you gotta help me.

The space aliens can read my mind.

They put a chip in my head, doc.

Sir,

there's nothing wrong with

having a chip in your head.

Doc! Oh, no!

They got you, too.

That certainly did not produce

the intended therapeutic effect.

Doctor, come quick we

have a patient crashing.

Let's see how you handle this one.

He just stopped breathing.

Perhaps he's angry at his mother.

What?

Tell me, what was your childhood like?

Oh, he's still in psychiatrist mode.

He's absolutely useless.

Get him out of here.

We've lost his pulse.

Go ahead, call a code,

get the crash cart.

No time for that.

Clear.

Thanks, Doc.

I feel great.

Did you say something about my mother?

Hi.

I'm new Nurse Fonda,

Fonda Johnsons.

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