Quincy M.E. (1976–1983): Season 5, Episode 17 - The Winning Edge - full transcript

You are one of the finest
gymnastic teams in the nation

and I'm very proud of you.

There's no sign of
any broken neck.

That's what killed
your daughter.

Drugs?

Well, someone's
responsible for all of that.

For her having a tumor?

For supplying her
with amphetamines.

I'm really sorry Miss Hart,
but I'm quitting the team.

I think that would be a mistake.

She knows everything.



She says anything to
anyone, we're all finished.

Gentlemen, you
are about to enter

the most fascinating
sphere of police work,

the world of forensic medicine.

So what are you gonna
do about Saturday night?

I dunno. I been trying...

Trying! You gotta be kidding.

I mean at this school a
real nerd could get a date.

I just got higher
standards than you do.

Besides, if I'm gonna do it, I'd
like to go out with Sally Peters.

Sally Peters!

You do have a problem with your
head. Sally Peters is untouchable.

She and those other
chicks on the gymnast team,

they don't date, don't
drink, don't smoke,



and probably don't even breathe
without a written okay from Coach Hart.

They're so into winning it's
incredible they don't flunk out of school.

Yeah, I know. But I
already asked her.

- She said she'd
let me know tomorrow.
- Yeah, sure she will.

Just as soon as she
can lay it on her coach.

And guess what kind
of answer she'll get?

- Hi, Arnie.
- Hi, Sally.

- Talk to you later, huh?
- Sure.

They really get their kicks
out of putting us on, don't they?

Because we're
special and they're not.

Miss Hart said that the ordinary
people can't help but resent the elite.

Well, we're really
not that elite.

We haven't even won
state championship yet.

I know. But Miss Hart said winning
isn't the point at all. It's dedication.

Dedication and making a
commitment to something worthwhile.

We're committed and they're
not and that's why we're special.

Well, if we don't get a move on it,
we're going to be late for practice.

And I don't think Miss Hart
would consider that very dedicated.

Nope.

Yeah.

Pietro who?

Doesn't he have a second name?

Okay. Send him in.

Yeah.

Hi, Lieutenant.

Well, how many times
do I have to tell you?

I find the evidence, I don't manufacture
it. If it isn't there, it just isn't there.

Yeah, well sue me. Better
still, you do the autopsy.

Same to you and Brill.

May I help you?

- Are you Dr. Quincy?
- Yeah. What can I do for you?

Would you mind stepping
over here, please?

Why?

Turn around.

- What?
- Turn around.

Slowly. All the way.

Quite impossible.

What's impossible?

No. For anyone else
it would be impossible,

I shall regard it
as a challenge.

Perhaps my greatest challenge.

What are you talking about,
sir? I got a lot of work to do.

Six months ago, you bought
a raffle ticket for five dollars?

So, what? I always
buy raffle tickets.

Never won anything in my life.

Well, unfortunately for me,
Doctor, your luck has changed.

This time you won.

Third prize.

I did?

Hey!

Are you measuring me for a Rolls
Royce, a bucket seat, is that what I won?

No. Better.

- It's me.
- You?

Allow me to introduce myself.

Pietro Pavilliols, the finest
tailor, west of New York.

And you have won, a
$600 custom-made suit,

personally designed
and fitted by me.

I don't need a suit.

That, Doctor, is a
matter of opinion.

Arnie Belding asked
me out for Saturday night.

No kidding. What
did you tell him?

- Told him I didn't know.
- But Miss Hart...

I know. I know.

Miss Hart thinks dating isn't
good for our concentration,

but I think he's cute,

and all work and
no play is boring.

Sally, the state finals
are next week and I...

And the best way to win is to
just look at it as if it's another meet.

You're so relaxed!

I have to work so hard, and I'm
getting really edgy about this meet.

Don't. It'll only hurt
your performance.

But if you don't do well,

what's the worst that
can happen to you?

My parents will blow their stack.
I'll be grounded for two weeks.

Years of practicing two to four hours
a day, six times a week will be wasted.

My whole life will be destroyed.

And I'll have to let Coach
Hart down, and I can't do that.

Come on, girls.

Well, we better get going.

- Girls.
- Hi, Miss Hart.

You're running a little
bit behind the others.

You know practice
starts right at 3:30.

We're sorry, Miss Hart.

It won't happen again.

I know it won't.

Brenda, could I see you in
my office, about your heel?

- Oh, It's doing okay.
- Oh, I know it is.

But I think maybe
we can make it better.

Sit down, Brenda.
Relax. Let me see.

Your heel is improving,

physically, that is.

But it's the psychological
effects that I'm worried about.

You see, you're
anticipating the pain on your

dismount and it's
affecting your landings.

Maybe you could give
me something for the pain.

I don't usually
approve of medication,

but with the meet coming up next
week, it might not be such a bad idea.

Thanks.

You know, Brenda,

you're as good as any
of those girls out there.

Am I?

But you're pressing too hard.

Everything you've done,
you've done hundreds of times.

The reason for practice is so
that everything becomes automatic.

Then, and only then can you put
grace and beauty in to what you do.

I understand.

I hope so.

Because everything you do in the
meet is a culmination of all you've done.

And, I would find it very difficult to
accept failure from you at this late date.

No, Miss Hart, I want to win.

I will win.

That's my girl.

Thanks, Miss Hart.

Go, Sally, go!

Sometimes I think I would
really love to see her break a leg.

Carolyn, you
shouldn't talk like that.

It's not just talk.

You know I'm better than she is.

Yeah, you are.

You've been doing it
longer than she has,

and you did very well
in the nationals last year.

Not as well as she did.

That was last year.
You're a year better.

I know that.

I just wish I had a little edge.

We all have a little
edge. Miss Hart.

Will you cut it out?
I've got work to do.

Well, so do I, Doctor. If
you'll decide what you want,

- I'll be on my way.
- I don't...

Quincy, about the
Durrell case, I found that,

I found that...

May I ask what's going on here?

Are you blind?

This is Pietro of Beverly Hills.
Dr. Asten. He's making me a suit.

Nice to meet you.

You? A custom-made
suit? That's beyond belief.

My opinion exactly.

I won it in a raffle.

- Wait a minute. You won it in a raffle?
- Yeah.

What's so funny?

Well, I'm sorry.
It's just that...

Well, a custom-made
suit's just not for you, Quincy.

I mean, winning
it in a raffle is...

Again with the laugh.

Instead of laughing, why don't you
chase him out of here? You're the boss.

I'm afraid I'll have to ask
you to leave, Mr. Pietro.

No, Mister. Just Pietro.

And it will be a pleasure.

Pietro of Beverly
Hills of the raffle.

Again with the laugh.

Wait a minute.

Aren't you supposed
to deliver a speech

for the Western Pathologists
Association next month?

What about it?

Well, you know, I think a new suit
might be a very good idea for you.

Well, you're supposed to
represent this department.

It wouldn't hurt our image for
you to be dressed in something

up in style for a change.

Pietro, I want you to do
Dr. Quincy up proud, and...

Let me see. Let me see.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

There. There. That's you.

Dr. Quincy likes this one.

You seem to be the authority.

I'm really sorry for laughing,
Quincy. It's just that, well...

A custom-made suit that
you won in a raffle is...

That's my boss.

Oh.

Okay. Good, good.
You've got a good spotter.

Come on, girls.
Let's knock it off.

Come on. You want
to gather around?

- Come on.
- Hi.

The state finals
are in ten days.

For that reason, we will be having what
you might call a dress rehearsal tomorrow.

Each of you will go through your
routine in a solo performance for me.

That way I can help you iron out any
individual problems you may be having

before we get into
actual competition.

You've all worked long and hard,

and your dedication shows.

You are one of the finest
gymnastic teams in the nation,

and in ten days

everyone will know
just how good you are.

All right!

Now go on. I'll
see you tomorrow.

Good night, Miss Hart.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Get a night's sleep.
I'll see you tomorrow.

- Oh, good night.
- Good night.

Pietro finish the suit?

No, he ran into an emergency.

An emergency? What kind of
an emergency can a tailor have?

Did you ever hear
of Perry the Penguin?

- Who?
- Well,
he's really Frank London.

He gets into a penguin suit,

and he does an imitation of
Fred Astaire putting on his top hat.

Well, he really believed
he was a penguin,

and he jumped into the fountain.
He got all wet and the suit shrunk.

Pietro made it, so
he had to go fix it.

- It shrunk?
- Yes.

Did the penguin win
his suit in a raffle, too?

Whew! Wish this was the real
thing instead of just rehearsal.

I really feel great
today. Absolutely great.

You're really up,
Sally. I wish I was.

Well, you will be, too. Soon
as you get up. Come on.

I hope so.

One for you. And two for me.

Do you really think
you should take those?

I mean, you said you
were so up and everything.

I know.

But I'm really going to show
them all something today.

But, two, you never
took two before.

Yeah. But I've got this new
move I'm going to try today.

Wow! It'll really blow
Miss Hart's mind.

Let's go!

I am going to be terrific today.

Come down, will you? Come down.

Sally. Brenda. Come on. Join us.

Okay.

Today you're going to show me and show
yourselves just how good you really are.

Jeannie.

Nicely done, Jeannie.

Okay, Sally. You can be next.

Sally, Sally!

Don't touch her.
She'll be all right.

Ann, you'd better
call the paramedics.

Sally?

Sally?

Oh, Sally...

Would you please
turn the picture off?

What happens next?

We have to perform an autopsy.

- No!
- Grace.

I don't want them
cutting up my daughter.

Is it absolutely
necessary, Dr. Asten?

Yes, it is.

We have to determine the cause of death,
and the circumstances surrounding it.

That can't do her any good.

She fell, her neck was broken.

The law is very specific
in accidents like this.

Dr. Asten, you don't seem to
understand the grief my wife and I feel.

There are certain
procedures we have to follow.

Have you ever had any of your own children
lying on one of those slabs of yours?

No.

You don't understand,
Dr. Quincy.

We try, Mr. Peters.
Believe me, we try very hard.

Our daughter was an only child.

She meant everything to us.

She was such a good girl,

and that meant more
to us than anything.

Why did she have to die?

We can't answer
that, Mrs. Peters.

But there are certain questions we
could answer, if we did an autopsy.

If you feel that it's
absolutely necessary.

We do.

Sally Peters, female,
Caucasian, seventeen years old.

- So young, Sam.
- It's too young to be in here.

These are the X-rays on
the Peters girl, Dr. Quincy.

Thanks, Mark. Set
'em up, will you, Sam?

Right.

There's no sign of
any broken neck.

There's no neck
injury of any kind.

Something killed her.

Her skin tone's normal.

Her muscle development is exceptional.
She appears in perfect physical condition.

She was doing a flip, and
she didn't come out of it.

It seems she lost her balance.

A seventeen-year-old girl
just doesn't die like that, Sam.

- Let's see if we
can find a reason.
- Right.

Sam, look at this.

All that blood.

Let's clean it up and
see what we've got.

Wow, her head blew up inside.

Cerebral-vascular accident.

That aneurysm
popped like a balloon.

You don't see that in a
seventeen-year-old very often.

What could have caused that?

That's what we got to find out, Sam.
Let me have the scalpel, will you?

You guys better hurry up.

You know, with Sally gone I
could be the next state champion.

- You think so?
- Darn right.

Now Miss Hart'll devote as much
time to me as she did to Sally.

She's got no one else on the
uneven bars. I'm her big hope now.

What's wrong with both of you?

Sally died yesterday and you're already
talking about her as if she never lived.

We're alive and she's
not. It's a fact of life.

Besides, I don't see you
wearing any mourning colors.

She was my best friend.

Right. And you're still here at
practice just like the rest of us.

Yeah. Get off it, Brenda.

Sally may be dead,
and we're all sorry.

But there isn't one of us who intends
to give up what we've worked so hard for

just because she's not here.

Right. If you'll be honest with
yourself, the same goes for you.

I can't believe you.

Maybe we were
kinda rough on her.

It's a tough world out
there. She'll find that out.

They're not here.

I'll check it out.

Miss Hart, the girls are ready.

I'll be right with you.

Are you okay?

I was just thinking.

About Sally?

She was a wonderful girl.

She was very special.

Like all of you.

There's nothing we can
do to change anything.

No, we'll keep things
just as they have been.

But it makes you wonder.

She was so young.

Why do you think it happened?

I don't know.

- Do you think it
was because of...
- No.

And I don't want you
thinking that way, either.

And there is nothing to be ashamed of in
the way that we prepare for competition.

And nothing to be ashamed of in
the standards that we set for ourselves.

About the pills. They're gone.

What pills?

I don't know anything
about any pills. Do you?

No, Miss Hart.

This team does not use pills.

If anyone out there were
taking pills of any kind,

I would be very
surprised, wouldn't you?

Yes, Miss Hart. Very surprised.

Now, let's get to work.

Brenda? I thought I
heard you come in.

What is it, honey?

I went to practice today as
though nothing happened.

Sally's dead.

You were expected
to go to practice.

I know.

But Ann and Carolyn
said such awful things.

It was as though Sally
never even existed.

But you know she did, Brenda.

And you were her best friend.

Doesn't that mean a great deal?

You have to remember
the good things you shared

instead of what two
thoughtless girls said.

I try,

but the only thing that
comes out is that Sally's gone.

You're feeling guilty
right now, honey.

Guilty that you're
alive and Sally's not.

It's too soon for you
to feel any other way.

When I went to practice they
said I was just like they were.

Only in that you want the same
things, to be on the team and to win.

But isn't that what
Sally wanted?

Isn't that what the two of
you have worked so hard for?

It can't end because she's gone.

She wouldn't want it to.

Do you believe that?

I wouldn't say it if I didn't.

And remember, Coach Hart
wouldn't have you girls working

if she didn't think it was
good therapy for all of you.

Maybe some of the
girls are unfeeling.

But both you and Sally
owe the coach a great deal.

I know.

I won't let her down.

Thanks, Mom.

That's what I'm here for, honey.

- Thank you.
- Quince, here's
the photos on that fire death.

Thank you, Ed.

What've you got
on this case, Sam?

Nothing, Quince. So far this guy
seems to have just died in a fire.

There just doesn't seem to
be any indication of foul play.

- Dr. Quincy?
- Yeah.

Here's the tox report
on Sally Peters.

What'd you find?

Amphetamine and methamphetamine.

- This amount?
- Each about .13
micrograms per ml.

I better call her parents.

You're implying that my
daughter was a speed freak!

No, no, Mr. Peters. I'm just saying that we
did find some amphetamines in her blood.

If my daughter took those drugs,

then I'm positive there were a lot
of other children that took them, too.

Are they going to
die like my daughter?

No.

Your daughter's case
was a specific one.

You see, she had a
tumor on her adrenal gland

which caused an aneurysm
to form at the base of her brain.

Now, this could have lain there
dormant for years and not bothered her.

But the combination of the
amphetamines and the tumor

caused the blood pressure to
rise so high that the aneurysm burst.

And that's what
killed your daughter.

Dr. Quincy, there's no way that
Sally would do that to herself.

- I'm afraid she did.
- No!

I know it's hard to accept,

but somehow, somewhere,
Sally met someone who told her

convinced her, that
amphetamines would not hurt her.

And that someone is
responsible for her death.

Did you notice anything
different about her behavior lately,

a certain restlessness,
an inability to sleep?

Sally was always
an active child.

We were always asking her to slow
down so she wouldn't exhaust herself.

But she never would.

Naturally we assumed it
was because she was young

and she wanted to experience
everything that she could.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Just because a young,
healthy girl is full of energy,

that doesn't mean
she's on drugs.

I know.

But in this case, we are sure
that she'd tried drugs at least once.

Do you have any
amphetamines in your house?

Dr. Quincy, what kind of
people do you think we are?

Every family has
one parent or another

who tries a tranquilizer,
who needs a diet pill.

Dr. Quincy.

My wife and I appreciate what
you are trying to do. Really we do.

Only we don't know
how to help you.

If we did, we would.

Tell me, who were some
of Sally's close friends?

There were so many.

Both those in school and
those in her gymnastics class.

Brenda Carmichael
was her closest friend,

and she felt so very
close to her coach.

Virginia Hart.

Miss Hart did
wonders with Sally,

and all the girls that
she's been teaching.

What am I doing wrong?

You're rushing your
routine. Would you just relax?

Girls, I'm Dr. Quincy. I'm with
the Medical Examiner's office.

I'm looking for Miss Hart.

Hi. I'm... I'm Ann Kaiser.

Nice to meet you.

Miss Hart's due
back any minute now.

Is there anything I
can help you with?

No, I'll wait. Mind if I watch?

Heck no. We work
better with an audience.

Thank you.

Medical examiner? What
do you think he wants?

I don't know. I wish I did.

You've got a visitor. A Dr. Quincy
from the Medical Examiner's office.

- Dr. Quincy?
- Yes.

I'm Virginia Hart.

Oh, how do you do?

I've heard some very nice things
about you from Sally Peters' family.

Oh, thank you.

Boy, these girls are really something.
And that little kid is so terrific!

That's Darleen Ford.
She's ten years old.

In a few years the whole world
is going to know who she is.

I'm really impressed
with what I see here.

I'm very proud of
my girls, Dr. Quincy.

Now, what can I do for you?

Well, I'd like to talk to you
about Sally Peters, if I may?

Of course.

You understand, I'm the Medical
Examiner in charge of her case.

A tragic accident. Very tragic.

It was more tragic
than anyone realized.

How do you mean?

The fall didn't cause her death.

- It didn't?
- No.

An aneurysm caused her death.

You see, Sally Peters
had an adrenal gland tumor

which caused excessively
high blood pressure.

An aneurysm formed on one of
the arteries of her brain. It ruptured.

And, that's what
actually killed her.

I'm confusing you, aren't I?

- Do you mean that
the fall didn't...
- No.

Dr. Quincy, I'm very
upset about Sally.

But in a way I'm
relieved to think that I,

that her activities here were
not responsible for her death.

Well, someone's
responsible, all right.

For her having a tumor?

For supplying her
with amphetamines.

Amphetamines?

We found amphetamines
in her blood.

Now, the combination
of that and the tumor

raised her pressure high
enough to blow out the aneurysm.

Well, how can I help you?

I was hoping that
you, or the girls,

would have some information
about who was supplying her.

Oh, Doctor, had I known,
I mean, I would have...

I'm sure you would have.

I was hoping that you had information
that you didn't even realize that you had.

Maybe it would help.

I'm sorry, I just don't.

Maybe if I talk to the girls? May
I? They may know something.

Oh, sure.

Girls!

Would you gather round, please?

Girls, this is Dr. Quincy from
the Medical Examiner's office.

He'd like to ask
you a few questions.

Hi.

I want you to know first that Sally
Peters did not die because of that fall.

Now, the cause
of her death is very

complicated, and I
don't want to go into it.

The important thing is her death
was triggered by amphetamines.

Do any of you know where she
could have possibly gotten them?

Well, somebody had
to have given 'em to

her, and I want to know
who that someone is.

Please, I'd like you to
try and find out who it was.

That information
is very valuable.

It might prevent
someone else from dying.

Doctor, we were all
very close to Sally.

What you're saying doesn't
seem possible, knowing her.

Believe me, it's true.

I never noticed anything
and I'm sure no one else did.

Well, if you do
find out anything,

please tell Miss Hart
and she'll contact me.

My number's on this
card. Thank you very much.

Thank you, Doctor.

All right, get back to work.

Can I have my arm back now?

Oh, yes, you can have it back.

And rest assured I won't be
back until the suit is finished.

Thank goodness.

Hey, Quincy, you called?

You got something
on the Carter case?

How many times do I have to
tell you there's nothing there.

The man died from natural causes.
Why don't you drop it already?

Sam, why would he call me over to
tell me that he has nothing to tell me?

It's a good
question, Lieutenant.

Yeah, and I'd like
a good answer.

Quincy,

why did you call me over here?

Now, Frank, see, I need
a favor, a very small one.

- You want me to
do you a favor?
- Yeah.

Why?

- Why?
- Yeah.

You dare to ask me...
You hear him, Sam?

He dared to ask me why,
after all I've done for him.

You remember the Fowler case, he
was in trouble with the commissioner...

All right, Quincy, enough. I get the
message. Now, what kind of favor?

Well, it's a stakeout.
A very small one.

- Sam's sick?
- Well, no, you see,
it's a kind of drug case.

Well then, I can't
do it. You know...

In the Harris case, he
was on suspense, and I...

Yeah, right. You worked
overtime on that one.

Quincy. All right.
All right, what is it?

I knew you wouldn't let me
down. It's about the Peters case.

I really need some
information about...

Come on in.

Were you elected, Ann?

I guess so, Miss Hart.

We were talking about Dr.Quincy.

He's looking for someone
who doesn't exist.

I know.

Well, it has us worried.
Suppose he comes back here?

Suppose he wants
to talk to each of us?

What you girls have to understand
is that Dr. Quincy is not the police.

Besides, we have
nothing to hide, do we?

There is no way that he can make any
connection between Sally's death and us.

There is nothing that
could even intimate it.

But the fact that she was
one of us could, couldn't it?

What kind of people are we?

Sally's dead because of us
and nothing can change that.

Brenda,

we are talking
about our futures.

We are talking about this team.

Do you want to see us split
up and barred from competition?

There is no way that I would let anything
happen to you, or to anyone on this team.

What's happened to our feelings?

Sally's dead and we're standing
around her body like a pack of wolves,

trying to defend what we
did, to see if it was right.

But it wasn't
right. It was wrong.

It was wrong or Sally
wouldn't have died.

Yes she would have.

The tumor killed
her, not the speed.

You're so cold, and
so unfeeling, all of you.

Even you, Miss Hart.

It's all right. She'll be fine.
She just needs time to adjust.

Hello, Brenda.

Your mom said I'd
find you out here.

Doing homework?

Hello, Miss Hart.

You could say hello with a
little more enthusiasm than that.

I'm not feeling very well. I think
I'm coming down with something.

Brenda, you've been through a
very difficult and emotional time.

It's not easy to
lose your best friend.

It'd be impossible
not to feel something.

We missed you at
practice yesterday.

I'm really sorry, Miss Hart,
but I'm quitting the team.

I think that would be a mistake.

Brenda,

we've done nothing to
hurt Sally or anyone else.

An accident killed her,

not me and not you.

- I want to believe that.
- You have to believe that!

Brenda, for you to walk away
now would be allowing defeat.

I don't believe you want that.

I don't know what I want.

Yes, you do.

Think about what your life
will be like ten years from now.

You'll always wonder
what it would have been like

if the medals the other girls are
winning could have been yours.

You'll never stop regretting
it if you give up now.

All right, Miss Hart.

For you, I'll come back.

I think we have
a problem, girls.

There isn't a thing
Miss Hart can't fix.

That's right. Yesterday she told us
there wasn't anything to worry about.

Sometimes, Miss Hart has
too much faith for her own good.

What do you mean, Ann?

I mean Brenda Carmichael.

Well, what about her?

What about her? You don't see her
here, do you? That's what about her.

She's no longer one of us.

And she knows.

That's right, Carolyn.
She knows everything.

That's not good for us.
Maybe worse for Miss Hart.

She could say
something to Dr. Quincy.

Worse yet, the police.

If she says anything to
anyone, we're all finished.

Well, have you talked
to Miss Hart about this?

Yes. She's talked to Brenda and
Brenda's coming back to the team.

She's convinced that Brenda's
going to go along with the rest of us.

I don't believe
it. Do any of you?

Well, so what do we do?

We have to make sure she goes
along with us, one way or another.

I think I know how to handle it.

I still think we should have
discussed this with Miss Hart.

Are you crazy or something?

We can't discuss this with her.

Look, the worst that can happen to us
is we'll never be able to compete again.

But she's an adult. She could go
to prison if anything went wrong.

What could go wrong?

Nothing. But we have to protect
Miss Hart. We owe it to her.

I guess we do.

But what if nothing
really happens to Brenda.

She couldstill talk
and ruin everything.

Look, after she's found high as
a kite with a locker full of speed,

nobody's going to
believe anything she says.

Let her talk.

Hey, that's the
guy now, I think.

- They said he'd be
wearing an army shirt.
- Who said?

You don't want to know. Come on.

Better hurry up.

Isn't that too many?

Doesn't much matter, does it?

I'll put these in her locker.

I'll keep Miss Hart busy. You go
check and make sure the girls are all set.

Okay.

- Hi, Brenda.
- Hi.

- Well, hi.
- Hi.

Hello, Brenda. Good
to have you back.

Look, about the
other day. I'm sorry.

That's okay.

Hey, we're really gonna need
you for the meet this Saturday.

- I just hope I
can hold up my end.
- Oh, sure you can.

Oh, I almost forgot.
Miss Hart wants us to

load up on orange
juice before we work out.

We never did that before.

Well, we need something
to keep us up now that...

To the team?

Dr. Quincy. It's Lieutenant
Monahan for you.

Thank you, Mark.

Yeah.

Is that right?

Yeah, go ahead.
Thanks for calling.

What's happening, Quince?

Two of the team members just
bought a lot of speed at the high school.

Monahan's going out
there with a search warrant.

Sounds like he might've
broken it, Quince.

Quincy.

Hello, Dr. Quincy,
this is Ann Kaiser.

Oh, yes, Annie. How are you?

You asked us to let you know

if we found out anything about where
Sally Peters could've gotten the speed.

- Go on.
- Well,
I really hate to say, but...

That's all right. Now,
what've you got?

It's just that I saw one of the
girls hide something in her locker.

It could've been
some kind of pills.

You sure?

Not exactly, but you did
ask us to let you know.

Okay, that's all right.
Now, who was it?

Brenda Carmichael.
It was Brenda.

Thank you, Annie. Thank
you very much for calling.

That is very strange.

What is, Quince?

One of the girls just called to blow
the whistle on one of her teammates.

Why strange? You asked
them to let you know, didn't you?

Sam, I was talking about
an outsider. A supplier.

Do you really think that one
of those girls would turn in

her teammate without
running it past the coach?

They adore her.

I tell you, something
crazy's going on out there.

I'm going to find
out what it is.

Come on! Come on! You can do it!

Come on, Brenda. You can do it.

All right.

Come on. Jump
backwards. Jump back.

What's the matter with you?

Come on.

What's going on
here? Dr. Quincy!

Can't you tell? Look at
her. Look at her tremble.

She's high. You two, come here.

Take her in to the office.

Put her down on the couch.

Call the paramedics right away.
I'll be right there. Careful, now.

You tried to set me
up, didn't you, Annie?

You wanted me to believe
that Brenda gave Sally the stuff.

- That's not true.
- Yes it is.

And, if Brenda fell off
the beam and she got hurt,

and she went to the hospital,
what difference would that make?

Nobody would be the wiser.

And if she tried to explain,

it would be the word of a
junkie against the rest of you.

- Right?
- You've no proof of that.

Oh, don't I?

Monahan's on his way over here

with a photograph of two girls who
made a score at the high school yesterday.

I'll lay eight to five you're one
of the two girls in the picture.

We have nothing to say.

You intentionally
tried to hurt Brenda.

How could you?

Look at you.

Is this where my
teaching has taken you?

She was going to tell.
We did it for you, Coach.

For me?

You tried to hurt
someone for me?

I was trying to help
you, not hurt you.

I thought you understood
it was all for you.

All for you.

And look at you.

I'm so ashamed.

Dr. Quincy, I'm the guilty one.

I fed those
amphetamines to Sally.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

I'm so sorry.

Hey! Look at Popeye
the sailor man.

You should see me
after I've had my spinach.

- Hi, fellows.
- Hey!

How you doing, Quince?

Hey, Quincy, how's
the Carmichael girl?

Oh, fine. She'll be out of
the hospital in about a week.

You know, most of the kids seem
to have had a change of heart.

They've been visiting
her all the time.

Well, you know that Hart woman?
They released her on bail this afternoon.

- Is that right?
- Yeah.

What'll happen to her? She'll
never teach again, I'll tell you that.

Say, how's your speech for the
pathologists convention coming along?

Terrific. Georgie
Jessel better move over.

By the way, Quincy, did Pietro ever
finish that suit he was making for you?

- Yeah.
- You going to wear it?

- No.
- Why not?

Well, when he saw it on
me, he flew into a rage.

He said if I ever wore it, I'd put
him out of business in a minute.

So, he made me an
offer I couldn't refuse.

What's that?

Seven hundred
dollars never to wear it.