Doctors Don't Tell (1941) - full transcript

We'll have to hurry.

It was a nasty accident, son.

But your sister
will be all right.

Has the doctor...
No.

Dr. Watkins hasn't
arrived yet,

and Dr. Grant's
still operating.

But you've gotta do something.

There's nothing
I can do, Mr. Wayne.

There isn't a surgeon available.

I'm sorry.

Doctor.



Dr. Sawyer, you brought
my sister in,

can't you do something for her?

I'd like to, young fella,

but I'm only an intern.

I'm not allowed to operate.

What's the trouble?

Well, she's lost
quite a bit of blood.

Internal hemorrhagic shock.

Automobile accident.

We've sent for a donor
for transfusion.

Why don't you wait quietly
until Dr. Grant's free?

Quietly?

Could you if your sister was...

Look, couldn't I just
say hello to her,



just so she knows I'm around

to sorta look after her.

Come on, son.

Hi, sis.

No heart stimulation
from the adrenaline?

Hey, Diana,
you gotta snap out of this.

Doctor, we've located
a group-3 donor.

But it'll take him 30
minutes to get here.

Thirty minutes?

All right.

The blood donor's coming.

But not soon enough.

I saw your face.

You can do something.

You're really a doctor,
aren't you?

I will be tomorrow.

At least that's what
my certificate will say.

Then you've gotta save her.

She's all I've got.

Nurse.
Yes, Doctor.

Don't take a chance, Ralph.

I'm operating.
You heard me.

You can't, Ralph.
But tomorrow you'll be...

You don't measure
humanity by 24 hours.

Don't stand there.
Get the patient ready.

Yes, Doctor.

Son, I pushed stretchers
around here

before you knew a scalpel
from a Boy Scout's knife.

Don't do it.

This girl's hemorrhaging
to death.

Yes, I know,
but a good looking girl

doesn't make you a surgeon.

Well, neither will my
name on a certificate.

Hurry up with that, will you?

I hope we're not too late.

Is it the first one
you ever smoked, too?

No, thanks.

She's coming to.

I kept her under very lightly.

Okay, Tom, you can stop
concentrating now.

Gee, Doc.
Gee.

Didn't sew any sponges
in, did you?

How do you feel, all right?

Much better now.

What you need
is some black coffee, son.

I'm okay.

Just my feet feel
like soft butter.

Black coffee for you.
Come on, Ralph.

Hey, what's going on here?

Who needs that coffee now?

Hamburgers and coffee, Doc?

Yep. Kid will take
his back.

Me too.

How is she, doctor?

I think she is
gonna be all right.

I hope so.

I hope so too, for your sake.

Gee whiz, Doctor,
will you get in any trouble?

No, he just broke
the unbreakable hospital rule.

Performing an operation on someone
without the authority to do so.

They'd probably decorate him and
mount him in the hall of fame.

Then we won't need those offices
in the professional building

or the rich patients
on Park Avenue.

He won't. I will.

Gee, I'm sorry, Doc.

Skip it.

We started out together, Frank.

I hope we'll finish that way.

All right, fella, we will.

Hey, Bob,

these are practically
fillet mignons.

How come?

Because I'm a happy guy,
that's how come.

With all the new taxes
coming up,

you're lucky I didn't wave
the hamburger

at the bun.

Did you say coffee?

That's right.

Sis will be so grateful to
you, fellas.

She'll treat you
to a real blowout

at the Gaucho Club if she...

I mean, when she gets better.

That's more like it.

She sings there and I...

I sort of work there, too.

Not bad.
They're a swell spot.

Ralph!

Excuse me.

Tommy, this is
Dr. Peter Piper.

Howdy.
Did you...

No, I didn't pick those
packled peppers...

Drat. I can't
even say it.

And everybody asks me that.

They're looking all over
for you, Ralph...

Duff's tearing his hair out.

What does our esteemed
superintendent want,

as if I didn't know?

Dr. Grant found out
you operated.

Here it comes, pal.

Two years' internship
shot to blazes.

Do you mean you really
used those knives

and the things and the stuff?

Yep.

I thought you said
he was a doctor.

His mother wanted him to be

and really thinks he will be.

But, you see,
he's allergic to anything

pertaining to medicine.

I'm sure glad you operated
on sis instead of him.

That's all right with me, son.

I started on the charity
case in pre-med

and when I came to,
they'd taken out

my appendix instead.

Well, speaking of operations,

I think I'd better go back

and face old Ether Elmer.

Hey, give me a jig
of straight milk, quick.

Dr. Sawyer, report
to Superintendent Duff.

Dr. Sawyer, report
to Superintendent Duff.

Dr. Sawyer, report
to Superintendent Duff.

- All right, all right.
- Hurry.

Sawyer, I'll take
the responsibility

of depriving the world
of your medical genius.

Yes, sir.

I'm going to withhold your
certificate of internship

at this afternoon's exercises.

Yes, sir.

If anything happens
to that girl,

you'll never get it.
You understand?

Yes, sir.

Haven't you got anything
to say but "Yes, sir"?

Yes, sir.

I'm supposed to be
a doctor, sir.

That's what I've been
studying for.

To alleviate pain and suffering

and save human lives

when it's in my power to do so.

I knew as much yesterday
that I know today.

But my certificate,
which I may not get,

says that I can operate
today or tomorrow

or next week but not yesterday.

I wanna live by humanity,

not slips of paper.

I'd do it again if the
opportunity called for it.

Good day, sir.

Goodbye.

Ralph.
Yes, sir.

I hope she does get well.

Our profession could use
more like you.

But why did you have
to pick the last day

of your internship.
I didn't.

You mean, you?

Yes, sir.

You gentlemen have
a good grounding

in medical theory and practice.

But the knowledge
you've gained here

is only half the
equipment you'll need

in the battle
which confronts you.

You'll go out
into a hostile world

that gives no sustaining
funds to young doctors.

You'll get patients, yes.

Most of them will have no money.

But if you have backbone

and will power, you'll keep on.

The mother whose child lies

choking in its crib

will call you day and night.

The husband whose wife lies

writhing in childbirth

will turn to you helplessly.

People will expect you
to do miracles.

And because you're a doctor,

you're supposed to do it
faithfully and cheerfully.

When you do perform them,

you'll become that final thing

for which we've all
worked and hoped,

a good doctor.

Good luck, gentlemen.

Wonder where
Ralph is. I don't know.

Hey, you look sick,

Hey, I am a doctor!

Been looking all over
for you, chum.

Yeah. How'd it go?

Doc gave his usual
long winded speech.

How is she?

I wish I knew.

Chief of staff is inside now.

Why the long pan?

When the great
Doctor Sawyer operates,

he can't miss.

You may call at the office

for your certificate,
Dr. Sawyer.

It was a good job for an intern.

Thank you,
Dr. Watkins.

Tie your shoe lace.

After you, Doctor.

No, after you, Doctor.

Please don't let her
talk too much,

she's still weak.

A beautiful girl like that
shouldn't have to talk.

Before you say "Hello, Diana,"

can I say thanks?

There's an old saying that
if you save a person's life,

it belongs to you, in a way.

I mean...
Wait a minute.

If you're gonna start giving
away things like that,

you gotta let old Doc
Blake get in a bit.

This is Doctor...
He just told you.

Funny duck.
All wool, winter and summer.

What's the matter?

Butterflies.

They're blue velvet with gold.

Hey, take it easy, lad.

She's supposed to be
the patient.

I was just thinking about

the color scheme
for our new office.

You know, it's a lucky thing
you met us down here.

The next time you call
on Blake and Sawyer,

that well known team
of medical geniuses,

we'll be on Park Avenue,

knee deep in
rich hypochondriacs.

And if the old sisters come
in without a temperature,

we'll hold their hands
until they run one.

Yes, sir, beautiful lady,

next stop, Park Avenue.

Here's Nelly.

Our table!

Boy, now we can go to work.

Yeah, on who?

Where's her spot in the sun?

Right in there.
In the operating room.

Careful, she bruises
like a debutante.

Not a bad idea.

More space for patients
in a bare room.

We've only been here a few days.

I know, I know.

This old gal's been
in more offices

of young squirts like
you than the postman.

Cheer up, Nelly.

I'll come for you after
the first of the month.

Come on, handsome.

Cheery soul.
Yeah.

I bet he laughs himself
to sleep every night.

Well, we can always put the
B on Ma if we get too hungry.

A visitor.

Joe, why you're bringing
pills to these jerks, why?

Because they're friends
of mine, understand?

Friends of yours.

Ain't nobody got no friends,

not human friends.

Only one kind of friend to have,

that's this right here.
Put that gun away, you dope.

Pretty and shiny,
and you can depend on it.

If the copper sees you,
he'll put something

pretty and shiny
around your wrists.

And you can depend on that.

Give it to me.
No, I'll put it away, Joe.

Honest, I will.
I'll keep it ready.Okay.

You stay glued to that
seat till I get back.

Hey, I was gonna get
an apple, Joe.

Thanks.

Charge it to Doctors Blake,
Sawyer and Piper.

They owe me $20 already.

Hello, Joe.
Hi, Joe.

Hello, quacks.

We haven't even quacked yet.

You will. Just take it
slow and easy.

Frank's the anxious one.

I keep telling him it's better

to pass guys going up the ladder

than to kick 'em in
the face sliding down.

Patient?

Just a gift from Joe Grant.

Everything the rising
medico needs

from aspirin to zinc.

We couldn't accept that, Joe.

We have accepted.
Thank you.

Well, that's swell of you, Joe.

I hope we can return
the favor some time.

Maybe you can.
Well, so long, pals.

So long.
So long, Joe.

It's all right,
you can come in now.

It wasn't a patient.

The telephone ring?
I hope.

Nah, it's the ringing
in our ears.

They say it happens to you just
before you starve to death.

Hey, it is the phone.

Where am I going?

Offices of Doctors Blake,
Sawyer and Piper.

What?

The doctors are very busy.

It's urgent.
Just a moment, please.

I'll take it, junior.

Dr. Blake speaking.

Well, there are
a few patients waiting.

Somewhere.

But if it's not urgent,

I think we might be
able to come down.

I'll check with my colleague.

Hi, colleague. Hi, colleague.

Hurry up, there are
40,000 doctors

in Manhattan alone.

All right, we'll be right there.

Come in.

Did you call
for a doctor, madam.

There, Seymour, I told you

I'd call the doctor if you
didn't eat your cereal.

Your case, Doctor.

And now ladies and gentlemen,

Diana and Tommy Wayne.

Who will tell you
all about Lily and Billy.

Billy who?

♪ Billy the chili kid

♪ His career began at Coney

♪ Selling burgers and bologna

♪ For Tony Mahoney

♪ But Mahoney was a phoney
and he lost his stand at Coney

♪ Leaving Billy with a nickel
and a dollar and a pickle

♪ To his name
♪ What a shame

♪ Then he met a senorita

♪ He said
"Howdy-doo, bonita"

♪ She said "Call me Lily"

♪ That was enough for Billy

♪ He said "How about a merger?"
And he really had to urge her

♪ He repeated "Yo quiero"
Till she gave him her dinero

♪ On the line
But Lily made him sign

♪ And Lily

♪ Showed him how to make chili

♪ From the recipe

♪ Of a guy who ran a diner down in Philly

♪ Now Lily

♪ Shills the chili for Billy

♪ She yodels "Carne,
Con carne!

♪ "It's hot Come on and get it"

♪ If you wander down to Coney

♪ For a burger or bologna

♪ Go to Lily

Here's to her.

Yeah.

May the three of us
never mean a crowd.

♪ And no matter what you order
First you'll get a glass of water

♪ Then a mess of beans and chili
and you'll eat until you're silly

♪ Down at Billy's

♪ But you'll pay the bill too

Tell them who you pay it to.

♪ Lily ♪

I certainly liked that, Diana.

Like it? I'm going home

to small all
my phonograph records.

Well, shall we stand here and
grow tall or shall we dance?

Shall we?
Hey, wait a minute.

Who operated on this
young lady anyway?

Okay, look.

I'll tell you
what we'll do, boys.

We'll time it.
Five minutes for each of you.

All right, come on.
Ralph, your shoe lace.

I suppose if you gave your
brother a quarter, he'd go away.

Keep the quarter,
and we'll go away.

Lovely, isn't it?

Very.

Up there I mean.

In all those twinkling little
lights in that building,

look at the one
on the top floor.

So bright it's like a beacon.

It is a beacon.
It's Dr. Watkins' office.

That old medico hasn't
even got time to sleep.

Well, I can sleep
all day if I want to.

I've just got to get
to the top, Di.

I've got to.
You will, Frank.

Because I want you to.

You're three minutes
and thirty seconds

over time, colleague.

Now you mind the baby.

Come on, patient.

If I can only get that job
at the medical examiner's...

They pay chicken feed.

Chickens lay eggs.

After this bread, scrambled eggs

would be mighty tasty.

Well, anyway,
we still got Nelly.

We had Nelly.

Papa didn't forget you.

You shouldn't ought
to do that to Nelly.

She don't like salami.

Wise guy.

Look, you fellows may be content

to dry up down here.

But I can't take it.

I'm afraid to answer
the phone because

it might be some creditor.

And now I've gotta keep quiet
while that guy makes cracks.

It's getting me down.

Well, I'm...

Well, I'm glad to give the
whole thing up if you will,

and Ma doesn't find out.

No.

I wish you guys
would make up your mind.

I told you I'd take care of it.

Scram.

Come on, handsome.

Thanks, Joe, but we can't accept

anything more from you.

No, we're doing pretty well now.

We'll be able
to pay you back soon.

Sure you will.
Am I worrying?

Say, that wasn't a bad number
I met down here last time.

She go with the lease?

No. With them.

I get it.

That's Tommy.
He gets awful lonesome,

Just a big kid.

Likes noise too.

Lot of laughs.

Well, glad I dropped by.

I just wanted to make sure
my pals are doing all right.

So long.

So long.
So long, Joe.

I don't know why you hang
around them guys, Joe.

Naturally you don't.

I'm watching things getting
tougher and tougher for them.

Keep slipping them
a buck or two now and then.

Might turn out to be
a good investment.

But what does it get you now?

I can't dope you out.

Don't dope, cat.

Goodbye.
Come in again, ladies.

What can I do for you gentlemen?

You're Mr. Cooper?
Mr. Phillip Cooper?

That's me.

Nice place you've got here.

You make a nice living
out of it, don't you?

Yes, I do.
I do all right.

Something I can get you?

No, thanks, I've got
something for you.

I'm from the Druggists'
Protective Association,

I ain't in the market
for anything.

I don't wanna sell
to you, Mr. Cooper.

I wanna protect you.

Yeah, protect you.

From what?

Fires, floods,
accidents, competition.

You know, it would be
pretty tough

if someone opened
a store across the street

from you,
wouldn't it, Mr. Cooper?

Yes, sir, you're gonna hear
a lot about our association.

And we're doing you a big favor.

As a chartered member,
your dues will only be

twenty five dollars a month.

Just sign that application,
Mr. Cooper and...

We'll say good day.

Get out or I'll call the police.

You heard him.
Sign the paper. Put that away, Barney.

But, Joe, I was just
trying to...

Now get out.

Come on, brains.

That guy hadn't...
Shut up.

Ralph must have got that job.

I hope so, poor guy,

huffing it around
all over stuffy bureaucrats.

Your shoes look good.

Well, I think I'll
mosey on down to Di's

and sing "Happy birthday"
under a window

and hope she thinks
I'm Western Union.

I bet Seymour won't
eat his cereal again.

Hello? It's for you.

Dr. Blake speaking.

3431, Front street.

Up three flights,

turn to the left, first door.

Yes, sir, I have it.
I'll be right there.

Must be on the level.
A guy knew my name.

I'm sure glad
he didn't ask for me.

Here's your bag.

Meet you and Ralph
down at Di's later.

I'll tell Ralph, but I gotta go

to a baby lecture with Ma.

Okay.

Yeah, the tetanus serum may
kick back and produce a fever.

Take it easy.

I shouldn't be out in public
much anyhow right now.

That's a bullet wound, Joe.

I have to make a police report.

Bullet wound?

He got hurt changing a tire.

This evens up for the
few bucks you owe me.

Thanks.
Can't take it.

You're not gonna be
a sucker all your life.

Who wants a statue
erected to them

after they're dead?

I gotta make
the police report, Joe.

Lots of guys
get hurt changing tires,

it happens everyday.

Take my word for it,
it's not a gunshot wound.

I studied medicine myself once.

I know.

This 200 bucks will

not only help
clear up a lot of bills

but I'm thinking of your girl.

I dropped in at The
Gaucho Club last night.

Just to keep my fingers

on the pulse of things.

Well, she's sort of
looking forward

to that birthday party tonight.

Maybe I shouldn't have
done it, but I

sent over a little trinket

just a few minutes ago.
No name.

But she'll know
who didn't forget her.

Yes, sir.

Girls like that want a lot
of attention these days.

And from where I sit...

She's worth it.

Is this a happy birthday?

That's very good looking.

Just like the sender.

Ralph, I once said that

when anyone saves a life,

it belongs to him.
Remember?

I certainly do.

I felt that way a long time

and I couldn't say anything.

I've been wanting
to talk to you too, Diana,

but I haven't felt I really
should until tonight.

Can I have that life back?

Frank's a...

Frank's a great guy.

The best.

Don't compliment the
waiter, he'll expect a tip.

Thanks, darling, for this.

Yeah.

And here's your tip.

My first kiss.

You would have to be a witness.

Yeah, I would.

What happened?

Prosperity has stolen
out of the night

and struck us without warning.

One shot of the needle
and we're rich.

Pour it on, boys.

Hey, who got the needle?
You or the patient?

Quiet, sawbones.

Tomorrow we pay the landlord,

get the X-ray machine,
lift Nelly's face...

Quiet, plutocrat.

Dr. Sawyer can pay
his own way now.

He's working for
the medical examiner.

Great!

Say, it's been a lucky
day for all of us.

Yeah.

Well, here's still
to the three of us.

I'm in the medicine business.

You don't need guns
to sell my merchandise.

Relax a minute,
will you, Chapman?

I got a couple of things
I wanna talk to you about.

One is, I've organized the
Druggists' Protective Association.

That's how Barney got shot.

A lot of these druggists
know I work for you.

A lot of them are paying
dues to my association.

It wouldn't pay
for you to squawk

because the Chapman
chemical company

would be involved.

So, if you're smart,

you'll just sit back
and take your cut.

Why, that's blackmail.

Yep.
And another thing.

The doctor who fixed Barney
up is a friend of mine.

Maybe you can give him some
of our compensation stuff.

All right, but if they
pick Barney up,

he never worked for me.

That's fine, Walter.

Mind if I use your phone?

Yeah, Joe.

Whenever you guys
need a doctor down there,

call Frank Blake.

I got the name, Frank Blake.

I better go over myself.

My wife just parted my hair

with a baseball bat.

Hello.

Sorry, Dr. Blake's busy.

Hello.

Dr. Blake can't see you
until tomorrow at ten.

I'll make the appointment.

I'm awfully sorry to keep you
waiting so long, Miss Wayne.

That's all right.

Maybe for the second show

we'll get Frankenstein.

Just put it down there.

Slug Grogan.

You're next.

Sorry, Slug.

He's still fighting me hard.

I goes into me crouch.

And the first thing I know...

Nine, ten.

I thought it was the gong.

So long, Doc.
So long.

How long does this go on?

The beauty contest, I mean.

I thought scavenger
hunts were passe.

And you used to talk about
a Park Avenue practice.

We're doing all right.
That's what's important.

Darling, they're
frightening looking.

Even Peter's ma won't let him
come to the office anymore.

We're eating caviar now
instead of beans.

Is that bad?
No. I guess not.

Hey, you forgot to say hello.

Hello, Darling.

Well, here we are,
the three of us again.

I guess maybe
I should have knocked.

No, no, no. I wouldn't know how to
kiss my girl without you around,

but I can try if you wanna
pass on through.

Yeah. I had a call
to make anyway.

If that's a trial, we don't
have to call Ralph back.

Hats off.

None of these guys are going anyplace.
So take a good look.

- That's him.
- Which one?

The one with his arm
in the sling.

Gimme your telephone.

Hey, you! Get back in line.

Nobody told you to move.

Just let me at a telephone.

That's all I want
is a telephone.

Hello.

Don't get excited, Barney.
We'll take care of everything.

Just keep your mouth shut.

What do you say, Frank?

No. It's perjury.
Why?

You don't know
if it was a gunshot wound.

There were powder burns
on his coat.

Barney was arrested,
not his coat.

Those scars could have been
acid burns of some kind.

Yeah. That's all
you'd have to tell him.

Acid burns.

Your appointments
are piling up, Dr. Blake.

I'll call you when I'm ready.

You're doing a nice
business here, Frank.

My friends wouldn't think
of goin' to anybody else.

It wouldn't be much
of a strain on your gratitude

if you said a few kind words
to the district attorney.

Would it?

What if I don't?

The district attorney
isn't fun to forgetful M.D.s

who don't report gunshot wounds.

I treated Barney Millen
at a flat on Front street

on July 20th, for what
I think were acid burns.

See Doc, the first time
you needle me

and this time you spring me.

Next time, I'll throttle you.

Sure, Doc.
Anytime you say.

I told you, you'd like Barney.
He's a lot of laughs.

"Doctor springs gunman.

"District's attorney releases Barney
Millen on protection racket charge.

"Dr. Frank Blake's testimony
frees gangster.

"Alleges bullet wound
was acid burn."

But how did Frank
ever get mixed up

in a thing like that?

And where is he?

I dunno.
Well, I'm not worried.

The guy my sister's gonna marry
wouldn't do anything wrong.

I'm afraid, you're
a little ahead of time.

That's Frank.
Yeah, the postman always rings twice.

Back to your crib, baby brother.

I think I can manage.

Frank. What's the matter?

Nothing. Why?

Hello, boys.

Your face is so drawn.

Frank.
I've been so worried.

The district attorney's office,

this business
in the evening papers.

Well, it was just
a routine matter.

I treated a man for acid burns,

and they wanted to know if it
mightn't have been a gunshot wound.

I gave them my opinion.

And they freed the man.

Yeah, they let him go.
That's all there was to it.

I told sis everything was okay,

but you can't
argue with a woman.

What's it like at headquarters?

Did they ask you where you
were the night of January 16th?

And who the lady was,
you were with?

I hope it was me.

What are you driving at?

And why the third degree?
I've already been through one.

I said it was acid burns.
Did you think I'd lie?

Please don't.
All right then. Forget it.

I'm sorry, Di.
I'm a little jumpy. I...

I guess, I'm tired.

You've been working too hard

and with all this on your mind.

She's right, Frank.

Look, Diana.
How about some coffee?

That's a swell idea.
It'll only take a minute.

And I'll make some toast.

Look who's going
to make the toast.

What's tough about that?

All you do is burn the bread
and then scrape it off.

Cigarette? No thanks.
I've been smoking too much lately.

Anything stirring down
at the office?

Just the usual run of stuff.

One of our patients left
his finger prints on Nelly.

I'd think we'd better have

a battalion expert
check them over.

Why do you say that?

No reason.

Except that I've been
wanting to talk to you

for quite some time, Frank
about our clientele.

But they've been keeping me

pretty busy down
at the medical examiner's.

They may not be fancy but they do come
in, don't they?

Yeah. But how?

I don't know.

Someone says something
to someone else about us.

The word passes along,
you know how it is.

And then, we get
a gunshot wound.

All right.

It wasn't acid burns.

You know I lied.

It was a friend of Grant's

Joe's been sending
all our business.

Yeah, I figured that.

What could I do, Ralph.

We had no practice,
the bills were piling up.

I couldn't take Diana anywhere.
I was getting fed up.

The going was tough but...

Frank, it's your business

but I'd go to the D.A.
and tell him the truth.

That would mean my license.

If they found out
about it, it'll be worse.

I'll take that chance.

As you say, it's my business.

Okay.

Listen, Frank.
They're keeping me

pretty much on the hop downtown,

and I'm not at
the office much anyway.

You mean that you're trying
to ease around to saying

that you want to call it quits.

Yeah.

Okay. If that's the way
you feel about it.

I'm sorry but that
is the way I feel.

Say goodbye to Diana
for me, will you?

Coffee for the three of us.

Tom's too young.

Where is Ralph?

He had to leave. He asked me
to say goodbye for him.

Goodbye?
I mean, goodnight.

That's better.

Hey, sis.

Hey, sis,
call up the fire department.

Ask 'em to pick up a couple
of loaves of bread on the way.

Careful. Don't scratch
the furniture.

I don't want the furniture
to scratch Gwendolyn.

Where's her spot in the sun?

I'll take care of that.

Yes, Doctor.
Thank you, Doc...

It's you.

Should I come back
in 30 days or I just wait?

All right, all right.
I'm going.

Come on, handsome.

Any calls, Miss Caine?
No, Doctor.

But there's a man
waiting for you inside.

I didn't want to let him in.
But he said you were former associates.

Ralph.

Nice joint you got here.

My pals will like it too.

Only you've been
turning 'em down lately.

Been too busy to handle 'em.

Yeah? That's interesting.

Because I don't see anything
gathering outside but dust.

Look, Joe, I helped you
and you helped me.

Let's leave it at that.

I catch.

You saved a few bucks
out of the business I sent you

and now you wanna brush me off.

That's right.

I don't blame ya.

I'm not a nice guy.

Well, so long.

See you at the Ritz for tea.

Yes, Doctor.

Miss Caine, in the future, if Mr. Grant
or any of his friends call, I'm out.

Yes, sir.

Dr. Blake, the Herald supply company
called about the x-ray machine again.

Better send 'em a cheque.
For the full amount?

No, send 'em 25 on account.

And you better keep your fingers
crossed, Miss Caine,

or you might be out of a job.

You're telling me.

I get lonesome sitting
out there all day.

It was almost a pleasure
to see Mr. Grant.

Almost but not quite.

Dr. Blake's office.
Who's calling please?

Dr. Watkins, next door.

Yes, Dr. Watkins.

Dr. Blake, I wonder if you
could do a favor for me.

I'm going away on my vacation and there's
a patient of mine, I'd like to send to you.

Yes, Doctor. I think I can find
time to take care of your patient.

What is the name please?

Covington. Mrs. Covington.

She's had three husbands
and four faces.

She's a very charming woman.

Thank you so much. Goodbye.

I'm glad ol' Watkins went away.

I'd almost run out of diseases.

What's your young
physician's name?

It's Dr. Frank Blake.

Such a sympathetic name.

I don't know
if he's a good doctor.

Who cares? He's good looking.

That's for me.

Dr. Blakes office.

Dr. Blake is in consultation,
Mrs. Owens.

Of course, he won't forget
your appointment.

Two o'clock, Mrs. Rowley.

Dr. Blake's office.

I've told Dr. Blake about your
dizzy spells, Mrs. Tooksbury.

When you get to the W's,
that's me, Wayne.

Maybe if you send him a lock of my
hair, he'd remember.

I know you've been waiting
a long time but we're so busy.

Yes, Doctor.

You may go in now,
Mrs. Covington.

Thank you.

So sorry but I've just
contracted a nervous breakdown.

Is there a doctor in the house?

Hello, dear.
My! What enthusiasm.

Maybe we need Ralph around.

Have you seen him lately?

No, I haven't, Di.
I've called him several times,

but he hasn't returned my call.

I imagine he's rather busy.

He has nothing on me, that's the Mrs.
Covington in the other office.

And the Miss Diana Wayne
in the inner office.

When you break two dates in a row
with a girl, she starts thinking.

Thinking that if you
don't see her tonight,

in the future,
call the bureau of missing persons.

I'm sorry, Di.
I can't tonight.

There's a dinner
at the County Medical Society

which is rather important.
If I...

Today is important to me too.

It's sort of an anniversary.

Six months ago, Ralph saved my
life and the three of us met.

That was an occasion, wasn't it?

Well, I've taken up
a lot of time

and the your prices,
I'll never be able to balance my budget.

Just forget about tonight.
Forget nothing.

I'll tell you what,

I'll break my date,
meet you at the club for dinner.

We'll say hello to Tommy and
have a little dance. How's that?

Swell.

Just meet us there.
You could pretend it was an accident.

No, Di. Thanks.
I appreciate you thinking of me.

Frank wants to see you.
I know he does.

He's called you and...

I dunno what the trouble is
between you exactly

but you were friends so long.

We've missed you.

I've missed you.

I've missed you.

How are things
going around here?

Pretty well.

You are now looking at deputy
medical examiner, Ralph Sawyer.

Wonderful.
Is the promotion fun?

Well, I went into training
to save lives, Diana,

but last week,
I did a post mortem

that sent a man to the chair.

That wasn't much fun.

Do you have to talk
about those things?

Peter Piper.
Hello.

So you're still a doctor?

Well, Ma thinks so.

I string along down here because
Ralph's away most of the time

and nobody bothers me.

A patient almost caught me
yesterday though.

A Mrs. Coates.

But I got away.

Boys, I've gotta run along.
I'm late for rehearsal now.

Won't you change your mind
about joining us tonight?

I believe not.

I'll get it.

If you do, they'll be
wine glasses for three.

Dr. Piper speaking.

Who's calling?

Mrs. Coates.

I'm afraid Dr. Piper
won't be able to come.

He just went out.

You wanna remember this street.

This is where you got
a shoulder full of lead.

Imagine that old geezer.

Pulling a rod on me.

If I ever see him again,
I'll bat his ears down.

Yeah, and you'll find yourself
back in Sing Sing, wise guy.

Keep your nose clean.

Crazy fool.

I had to do it, Joe,
that guy hurt me

and I just had to hurt him back.
That's all there is to it.

Driver...

I knew him from before.

Protection racket.

Drives a black
convertible roadster.

Height 5'11".
Scar on right check.

Dark brown suit.
Brown hat.

Wanted for murder.

I tell you what,
I haven't seen Grant

since I discharged him
over a week ago.

I dunno anything about any
Druggists' Protective Association.

All right. If you hear anything.
Let us know.

Yes, sir.

Here. Get out of town
and stay out.

No. I didn't shoot
the old man.

Stupid here did.

I couldn't help it, Joe.
Honest, I couldn't.

Will you shut up.
I'm tryin' to think.

All I got on me is a
description given by a dead man.

5'11".
Scar on right cheek.

Scar on right cheek?

Suppose there wasn't
a scar on my cheek.

What are you talking about?

What if I had it taken off?

Your friend could
do that for you, Joe.

And your fingerprints downtown?

There aren't any.
I've never been picked up.

I'm gonna have an important
consultation with my doctor.

♪ Take my heart for instance

♪ For instance take my heart

♪ It's never been in love
till now

♪ And now
it wonders where to start

♪ And take my lips
for instance

♪ But please remember this

♪ They've never tasted wine
till now

♪ And now they find it
in your kiss

♪ So lovely

♪ So new

♪ So thrilling
My darling

♪ One romance for two

But I can't leave.

♪ If they should ever part

♪ Our love will
always find them

♪ If you take

♪ My heart ♪

I'm sorry, Miss Wayne
but Dr. Blake, he said...

Called away, it was an emergency.
Would I please understand.

That's just what he said.
But how did you know?

I've just been gazing
in my crystal highball.

Well, I might as well
get used to drinking alone.

Or will you join me?

No. I never drink
my own liquor.

Excuse me.

Stop stalling and say,
yes or no.

There are a thousand
coppers on my tail.

It's only a couple
of hours of work

and who's to know you did it?

You better do it, Doctor.

They are in the driver's seat.

Do I tip off the cops about that
gunshot wound or you play ball?

All right.

Here are the keys to the office.

You go on ahead.

If the cops pick you up,
get rid of them.

I'll swallow them.

For you, I'd even
have indigestion.

Doctor, I got an idea.

Whatever you do,
you'll keep a record of it, right?

Yeah. Surgical notes.

Couple of pictures
before and after.

Good. Keep them
in a safe place.

They'll be our insurance
against Grant in the future.

Yeah.

I'm sorry you missed Frank at the
club, but personally,

I'm glad you changed
your mind and came.

You changed my mind.

Ralph, I've often wondered

why you never moved uptown

even with your new job.

Well, I figure sick people
are just as important

to their families
downtown than they are uptown.

Shoelace, again.

Someday you're gonna
fall on love with a gal

and while you're taking time out

to tie that lace, you'll see her

snatched away by a smart rival.

I did.

Look, there's a light
in Frank's window,

he must have been called there.

Let's go up.

Come on, you two have
been separated too long,

it'll surprise him to see you.

All right.

I can't seem to say no to you.

Look, maybe you'd better

go on in first.

I get it. The strong
male depending

on the weaker sex
to pave the way.

Okay, I'll fix it.

Are you sure
there won't be any mark left?

Yes, I'm sure.

What's the matter?

Is anything wrong with Frank?

He, he wasn't there.

I guess the janitor left
the light on by mistake.

I didn't think
he'd be here this late

and I prescribe
a little sleep for you.

After all,
it is 1:30.

All right, you can leave now.

Help me out with this
coat, will you, pal?

The shot you gave me
made me a little woozy.

In case this ever comes up,

you don't know
anything about it, understand?

Who is it?

I want to talk to you.

It's late, Frank.

Some other time.

But, I gotta talk to you.

There's nothing to talk about.

Extra final paper!

Killer caught!
Killer caught!

Extra paper!

Read all about it!

Joe Grant held for
questioning by police!

Extra final paper!

Read all about it!

I can testify that
someone operated on Grant.

The wound hasn't
even healed yet.

What of it?

They'd call you or one of the
medical examiners hired boys,

just a biased witness.

Just before that druggist died,

he talked of a scar
on Grant's right cheek.

There isn't any scar.

There isn't a slightest doubt

that Grant had an operation
performed to get rid of that scar.

But, you said this wound
would be completely healed

by the time
we brought him to trial.

That's right.

Then, we've nothing to go on.

Not unless we can find the
quack who did the operating.

Excuse me a moment.

Hello, Frank.

How's my girl?

I haven't seen Diana.

What are you doing here?

Just wanted to talk to you.

Why did you bring
Diana up to my office

late at night, snooping around?

Why didn't you
stop in and say hello?

I don't suppose you know
anything about Grant.

No, I didn't.

But things are beginning
to clear up a little, now.

And what are you
gonna do about it?

Nothing.

But you are.

Do you think I'd be that

much of a sucker
to help and convict

Grant and ruin myself at the same time?
Not a chance.

Listen, Frank...

I just want you to know
that nothing's changed

between Diana
and me, understand?

Yeah. All right,
then leave it at that.

The district attorney's office

has been combing the city
for Dr. Frank Blake,

rumored to have
been involved with Joe Grant

in the cold blooded murder of the
druggist, Philip Cooper.

The state feels
that Dr. Blake's testimony

would result in a quick conviction
of Grant. The chamber of...

Frank, I didn't know it
was you who sent for me.

What are you doing down here?

Never mind that. I want you
to do something for me.

Sure. Anything.

Frank...

Are you mixed up
in this Grant business?

I mean, the way
the paper's hinted?

Tell me, how's Di?

She's all right,
considering everything.

She's been upset
and jumpy most of the time.

It all came so suddenly,

the shooting and the
police and everything.

Give these to Ralph.

You don't have to explain
anything, he'll know.

And if Di asks
anything about me,

tell her I said "Hello" and then
everything's going to be all right?

Okay.

Diana...

I still don't think
you should be here.

I'd rather stay.

You might hear from Frank.

I've already heard from him.

He's in town,
but he's all right.

And I say to you,

that this trial
is no monument to justice.

Never before, has a
charge been brought on

such slender evidence.

A certain distinguishing
mark on the defendant's face

was altered by surgery
prior to his arrest.

Are you sure
it was surgery, Doctor?

Possibly you mean
police surgery?

A rubber hose
in a precinct basement.

May I get something
from my briefcase?

I have some photographs here

which prove conclusively that surgery
was performed on the defendant.

They were taken before
and after the operation.

That's not so good.

Blake sent those
pictures down here.

Quiet. Let's see how far
Sawyer will go with it.

Perhaps Dr. Sawyer
will tell the court

where these
photographs came from.

From whom did you
get these pictures?

You will answer
the question, Dr. Sawyer.

I'm sorry, but I can't
answer that question.

In that case, strike
Dr. Sawyer's testimony

regarding the photographs
from the record.

I don't like this.

If Blake ever shows up

and identifies those pictures,

you're talking to a ghost.

Look, send Pete to me.

Got a little errand
I want him to do.

Yeah? Besides which,
Joe told me to tell you

that Blake's trying
to hurt him and you too.

Well, nobody's going
to hurt my pal, Joe.

Not me, neither.

The case of the people
versus Joseph Grant

accused of murder
seems to be bogging down.

Dr. Sawyer of the
medical examiner's office,

introduced photographs
and evidence

to establish the claim of the state.

But on cross examination,

refused to tell where
the pictures came from.

I quote the district attorney,

"It is hard for me,
as district attorney of this county,

"to believe that a member
of the medical profession..."

Which room is the
Joe Grant trial?

Part three, first
turn to the right.

Thanks.

Mama, I got it.
Mama, I got.

No! Can you tell me
where were the...

I gotta have a candy bar.

Now that counsel have concluded
presentation of testimony,

the court has
taken under advisement

the defendant's motion
for dismissal

on the grounds
of insufficient evidence.

As a rule...

The court's filled.
I do not favor directed verdicts,

but in this particular instance,

I must apart from the custom.

I assume that this intrusion means
something of interest to this case.

I'm Dr. Frank Blake.

I believe Your Honor was
about to order dismissal.

If Dr. Blake has any pertinent
evidence to offer, we will listen.

This case is not yet closed.

Have Dr. Blake
take the stand.

Excuse me, sir.

Could you see better
if I took off my hat?

No! Quiet, court's in session.

If you can't be
quiet, leave the room.

Raise your right hand.

You solemnly swear
to tell the truth,

the whole truth and nothing
but the truth so, help you God.

I do. Sit down.

Will you state your name,

occupation and reason
for being here, please.

Frank Blake, I'm a physician.

I performed minor surgery
on the defendant's face

immediately after the shooting
of Mr. Cooper, the Druggist.

Proof of which is in Dr. Sawyer's
profession at the council table.

What are waiting
here for, buddy?

Pal of mine at the Grant trial.

Trial's just over but
don't park here too long.

Will they bring Frank this way?

I think so.

Frank,

I just wanted to say thanks.

Is that all?

That's all.

Someday, you might
lose that shoe entirely.

Here's to you.

Here's to you.

Here's to him.

Hello. I'm sorry
I'm late

but I've been dodging
a patient all day.

Dr. Piper,
somebody's calling you on the phone,

it sounds like a patient.

No, please.

The why did you
leave this number?

Well, I was expecting
a call from Ma.

Maybe you better take
a doctor with you.

Come on, we'll all go.

Heck, I can't.

I'm a working man.

Don't rush, man.
I don't feel so good.

Hey!

If you don't pull
yourself together,

I'll have to give you ether.

And I'll take it.

Gladly.

Mr. Jones?
Yes? I am Mr. Jones.

Did you send for a doctor?

Yes, I hope you're in time.

Well, where's the patient?

The mother's in there.
Follow me.

There she is.

But you're too late.