Young Doctors In Love Page #4
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- 1982
- 96 min
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This patient has pituitary thrombosis.
Well, let me see that.
Tastes like plain old piss to me, Doctor.
With a slight metallic flavor,
indicating a high level of zinc.
Doctor, here, you try.
No, wait. Just a minute.
I didn't really taste the urine.
I was just kidding.
You what?
I did the same thing he did.
I switched fingers. I thought it was obvious.
Can I have a word with you, Doctor?
You might have made a fool
out of some of my colleagues...
but you'll have to get up early
to put one over...
Now you look at this face, what do you see?
I see alcohol poisoning...
and prosiasis in the tertiary stage.
Get out.
- Out! All of you!
- I think we've been dismissed.
Get out, every one of you.
- What did I say?
- Come on.
Where's the little guy?
What are you doing tonight, Simon?
I thought I might learn some of this stuff.
Drop out? You okay, man?
Who is in charge of pills and drugs
here at this hospital?
Nurse Sprockett.
Do you think she can get me
some speed or some uppers?
I guess she might, if she likes you enough.
She likes me?
You won't believe the note
that she gave me. Read that.
You know, some of these words have never
been said in the State of Wisconsin.
She's an animal.
Hi, remember me?
I'm the doctor you saw
when you were first admitted.
I'm sorry. Walter Rist.
Anyway...
Yes, I know, and I'm sorry.
But it was the only bed available.
And I knew you'd prefer it
to the Mental Ward.
Okay, I'm gonna give it to you straight.
You're paralyzed with fear.
But then again,
maybe you already knew that.
You're safe here. Nobody can harm you.
I promise you that.
In them old cotton fields back home
Well, it was down in Louisiana
just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
Where do you want me to lick you first?
When them cotton balls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
- I'm glad you asked me out, Stephanie.
- You fascinate me, Simon.
I've never been out
with such an insensitive genius.
Thank you. Now, tell me
It's where I live. It's in Vermont.
My father was the only doctor.
He used to work 24 hours...
and half the time
people couldn't even pay him.
They used to give him chickens
and stuff like that.
Anyway...
when he died, everybody knew
that he wanted me to be a doctor.
So they took up a collection
to send me to medical school...
to return to Burnaby Mountain...
to take up where my dad left off.
They're all praying for me, Simon,
the whole town.
They paid him with chickens?
Why would anyone
practice in a silly place like that?
Stephanie? What did I say?
Stephanie.
Stephanie, what is it?
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