Quincy M.E. (1976–1983): Season 8, Episode 18 - Quincy's Wedding: Part 2 - full transcript
Quincy, why don't
you do yourself a favor.
Admit you really
love your bachelor life.
It's your choice.
Edna, Roy is dead.
He was murdered. I don't
want that happening to you.
I knew he didn't
want to get married.
I told him we
shouldn't get married.
Em, I love you.
But the more time went on, the more
frightened I got about getting married.
Quince, I have just
called off our wedding.
How off is the wedding?
Permanently off or temporarily off?
Ask me that tomorrow.
Gentlemen, you
are about to enter
the most fascinating
sphere of police work,
the world of forensic medicine.
I want you to meet
our wedding consultant.
She's going to see that our
wedding goes off like clockwork.
Here are scenes from
part 1 of Quincy's Wedding.
I won't have a minute's peace
from you till I'm in my grave!
That's not too far off!
There's nothing here except
what you'd expect, Sam.
Looks like simple congestive heart failure
with arterial scleratic heart disease.
Is there anything I can
do for you, Aunt Edna?
You can get out of
my sight, you waify sop!
You're not sorry Roy bought it.
You never were caring about
anybody but yourself your whole life.
You knew that
shower was last night.
I've been working hard,
there's a lot of pressure...
There always is.
Quince, are you having second
thoughts about getting married.
That man loves you.
He's crazy about you.
You have to sell your boat.
Sell my boat?
I've seen a lot
of husbands to be
and that is one man who
does not want to get married.
I know Edna is eccentric,
but she is not senile
and she's not crazy.
And she has every reason to
believe that her life is in danger.
Edna, I don't understand.
It's all very simple.
Roy's will provided that his estate
goes into a trust to provide for my care.
If I survive him by a
year, it will all come to me,
and then it will all go to Jane
and her people, who need it.
If I don't survive him by a year
it all goes to wretched Richard.
He's already killed Roy.
Now all he has to do is get me.
Honey, I'm sorry I'm late. I couldn't
help it, I got here as fast as I could.
Winslow, I think we better tell the
workmen to take everything down.
Let's call all the guests and
tell them to not bother coming.
Emily, I think we
should talk this over.
Dr. Asten, don't you understand
there is nothing to talk about.
The wedding is off!
And now, part 2 of
Quincy's Wedding.
Mother, I am not hysterical.
Of course I'm crying. I'm sad!
Crying is a perfectly normal
response to being sad!
No, it would not make me
feel better to change my mind.
Look mother, the wedding
is off and that's that.
So there's no need for you to catch
your plane to get here tomorrow.
As a matter of fact, there's
no need for you to come at all!
I'm not a little girl anymore.
I'm a grown woman and
I can take care of myself.
Yes, I do want you to come!
Yes.
Okay.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Good-bye.
Now, where's that orange scarf?
I know I had it here somewhere.
Aunt Edna, will you hold still
for a minute and listen to me?
You've got to stop this silly
charade and return to the rest home.
Why's that?
You have neglected your
medication for several days.
There's no telling when your
heart could start acting up again.
Richard, you're such
a bothersome little prig.
My heart is my business.
I know that scarf
was here somewhere!
Jane, can't you do
anything with her?
I've already looked for the
scarf. I can't find it anywhere.
That's not what I'm
referring to! And you know it!
Aunt Edna...
If you don't return to that hospital,
your heart might just give out on you.
And then where would you be?
I would be...
Six feet under,
just where you want me, you nit.
You really want me to go
back there, don't you, Richard?
Maybe I will.
Go in the bedroom and fetch
that valise down from the cupboard.
Well. Yes, of course,
right away, Aunt Edna.
Grandma.
See?
Now he'll think he's
talked me back there.
He won't know I'm settin'
myself up as a decoy
for Dr. Quincy's
plainclothes people.
He's playin' right
into my hands!
Here it is, Aunt Edna. Right
where you said it would be.
You can start packing,
and Jane will help you.
I'll go ahead and call the
hospital and make arrangements.
Ah-ha!
Here it is.
You see?
I knew it was here!
I got to finish dressin'.
Well, it's working.
And she's sure
the nephew did it?
He had the motive, he
knew all about iontophoresis,
he was a frequent
visitor to the rest home
and wouldn't have aroused
any suspicion by being there.
Yeah? So what are we
supposed to do about it?
She thinks he's gonna try to make
the same kind of attempt on her life.
But if we tip him off, he'll know we're
on to him and the plan wouldn't work.
What plan?
Edna's going to go
back to the rest home.
Let herself be used as live
bait. Try to flush Richard out.
- What?
- If he figures he got
away with the first one,
he'll have every reason to
go ahead with the second.
And then that's when we nab him.
- Nab him?
- Yeah.
Quincy, you been watching
too much television lately.
I can't believe you're
seriously suggesting this.
You never did take this seriously
from the beginning! And you know why?
You hear something from an old
woman and you automatically discount it.
You figure because her face is
wrinkled, her mind must be gone!
That's ridiculous! I
don't take it seriously
because the whole
thing sounds absurd!
"Live bait, flush him out,
"nab him."
That's not the way we
conduct an investigation.
Oh, yeah? How do
you conduct one?
First, we kind of like to have strong
evidence that there was foul play involved.
Then we consider possible
suspects, and then we question them.
Don't you see that if you question
him it will blow the whole thing?
Don't you see that
all you're going on is
the say-so of someone
who is a foolish old woman?
Talking to you is
like talking to a wall!
Quincy, you're like
a bear with a thorn.
Listen.
Why don't we talk about this
whole thing after the wedding.
You'll have less pressure then.
There isn't going
to be a wedding.
What?
It's all off. Listen, I don't
want to talk about it, okay?
But I do want to keep
Edna from being killed
by the same person
who killed her husband.
And if you won't
help, I'll do it myself.
Be my guest.
Listen...
How off is the wedding?
Permanently off
or temporarily off?
Ask me that tomorrow.
Well, I think that
about takes care of it.
We've contacted everyone,
the guests, the caterer,
the photographer, the florist,
the rental company,
and the wedding party.
I feel like I have a telephone
growing out of my ear.
Thanks, Winslow.
You're really terrific.
I don't know what I'd
have done without you.
Well, this has been a new one for
me, too. I usually put weddings together,
not take them apart.
That's funny.
In my work, I'm always trying to
put relationships back together.
Oh, who could that be?
I'll get it.
- Oh.
- Hi.
Who is it?
Can I come in?
Well...
Well, I was just gathering
up my things to go.
Come in.
Good night, all.
Hanover, I'll check
with you tomorrow.
Take care.
Good night.
I was afraid if I
called, you'd say no.
Would you like me to leave?
No.
I knew we'd have to confront
each other sooner or later.
I just didn't know
it would be sooner.
Would you care to sit down?
Oh, yes. Thanks.
- Would you like
a glass of wine?
- No, thank you.
- Some coffee?
- No, thank you.
There was an interesting turn
in that Brackett case today...
Don't do that.
- Do what?
- That.
Run away, hide, suppress.
I've called off the wedding.
Quince, we're at a crisis
point in our relationship.
We don't know what kind
of future we have together.
And we both know that the last thing
that we should talk about is your work!
Em, I didn't mean
it like that, honest!
I just don't know how
to start talking about us.
I was trying to lead into it.
I made up all kinds of
speeches on the way over here,
but they don't seem to fit now.
Let's get it out in
the open, okay?
Okay.
Ever since we
decided to get married,
it seems to me,
you've been edging further
and further away from me.
We haven't spent that
much time together,
you don't call me,
you've ignored the preparations for
the wedding, you forgot the shower
and were late for the rehearsal.
As a sort of detective,
wouldn't all that
evidence tell you
that you don't
want to get married?
Yes, it would.
That's what I came here to say.
I love you,
but the more time went on, the more
frightened I got about getting married,
and I don't know why.
I wasn't being honest with
you. But I didn't know that.
But it all comes out the same.
Yes, it does.
I know, Em, there's so much of me
that loves you and wants to marry you
but there's this one gnawing
little part that is uncertain.
Well...
Quince, I've waited a long
time for you to come into my life.
I don't want a part of you.
I want all of you.
Or nothing.
I understand.
Well, I appreciate your
being able to level with me.
Thank you for being
so understanding.
Yeah, well, I think it's best to get
everything out in the open, don't you?
- Sure.
- It's always better to
clear the air, I think.
I'll call you, Em.
- I'd like that.
- Okay.
- Maybe wait
a little while, okay?
- Okay.
Well, good night.
Bye.
Edna, it's good
to have you back.
If you need anything,
you just call me.
Thanks, dear.
Old gimp.
Well, Edna, welcome home!
Home? Hardly.
We just wanted you to
know that we understand
how hard the last few days
must have been for you.
And that we're here, ready
to do anything to help out.
I'm kinda tired.
Might take a little nap.
Absolutely. Let me give you one little
thing to think about while you're resting.
Do you remember some time ago,
we discussed with
you and your husband
an optional method of
payment for your care here.
What?
By paying a monthly allotment,
you're depleting your estate by a
considerable amount each year.
If you chose to sign over a
certain portion of your estate to us,
we'd guarantee to take care
of you for the rest of your life.
And, Edna, you know you're
going to be around a long, long time.
I remember this discussion.
Roy was dead set against it.
But you know Roy. Once he got an
idea, there was no shaking him loose.
I honestly don't think he
thought it through very well.
It'd be a lot better
tax-wise, too.
I could never get that
concept through Roy's head.
I'm somewhat familiar with the
terms of Roy's will, and yours.
I know that it
would satisfy both
if you signed over a
quarter of your estate now,
and another quarter
upon your passing.
That would leave half of your still
considerable estate for your granddaughter.
Not to mention that it'd
pump a quick cash flow
into this operation of
yours, which sure needs it.
Well,
times have been
a little hard, lately...
Give me the papers.
You'll never regret this, Edna.
I always thought it
made some kinda sense.
It does. It does.
Aw, thank you. Thank you.
I...
I feel a little...
A little tired now.
You take a nap.
I'll check on you later.
Hey, not here, in plain sight.
So what if she sees?
We've talked about this,
we have to be discreet.
We don't want to
arouse any suspicions.
I know. But I can hardly
keep my hands off you.
Later, okay?
Okay.
What'd she say?
She signed.
That's because you're
such an old smoothie!
Coming!
Emily?
Mother!
Surprise!
What are you doing here?
You weren't due until
late this afternoon.
I got an earlier flight. I
was worried about you.
Oh, Mother, I'm a big girl now.
I know, my darling. And
I'm not here to smother.
I'm just here to help, if I can.
And your just being
here helps a lot.
Well, what I'd like right now
is a hot cup of that
marvelous herb tea of yours.
Coming right up.
What is that in your hand?
Work therapy?
I'm gonna wax that
man right out of my wood.
That works as well as anything.
Which is the same as
saying nothing works too well.
Oh, my darling.
Emily, how are
you? I mean, really?
Oh, Mother...
I don't know.
I alternate between
feeling absolutely awful
to absolutely awful.
You know,
one of the things I've always loved
about our mother-daughter relationship
is that we've always been
able to level with each other.
And I have to tell you,
I think you behaved
very badly yesterday.
Calling off the wedding and
throwing his ring down like that.
That's awfully childish.
You, with a degree
in psychiatry.
You know what, Mother?
Sometimes I don't
feel like a psychiatrist,
all collected and
in control of things!
Sometimes I feel
like a human being,
who's angry and
frustrated and hurt and...
And in love.
Yeah.
With a man who doesn't love me.
Are you so sure?
Yes.
We talked.
And Quincy is so confused.
I don't believe that
confusion will ever clear up.
Of course I'm confused.
I really think Emily's
better off without me.
That doesn't ring true, Quincy.
She knows what she wants,
and she deserves to get it.
Someone who's one hundred
percent sure he wants to get married,
not someone with doubts
and uncertainties, like me.
- You're being so noble,
I can't stand it.
- I'm just being honest.
No, you're trying to convince
everybody, including yourself,
that you're all
torn up about this.
Frankly, I think you're relieved
not to be getting married.
- Oh, come on.
- And to cover that up
you're heaping abuse on yourself, insisting
that Emily is better off without you.
Quincy, why don't
you do yourself a favor.
Admit you really
love your bachelor life.
It's your choice.
I don't understand why you're not using
your famous Quincy honesty on yourself.
Here we are.
Three tablets a day after meals.
Be sure you don't take
them on an empty stomach.
Yes, sir, can I help you?
I'm Dr. Quincy of the
County Coroner's Office.
Coroner's office?
How can I help you?
You can help me by
laying off your aunt.
- I beg your pardon?
- She's on to you,
and so am I.
We know you did it, and
we know how you did it.
So if you think you can get away
with another murder, you're wrong.
This is ludicrous. What
are you talking about?
Murder one, and I'm
gonna nail you for it, too.
And if you even make a
false move toward Edna,
I'll be on you so fast you
won't know what hit you!
Look, Doctor, I don't know why
you're accusing me like this...
Because I intend to make
sure no harm comes to her.
Fine, good. I'm sure
we're both desirous of that.
Okay.
Remember, not one false move.
Hello, Jane?
I just got a visit from
Edna's friend Quincy.
I'm tellin' you,
if pro teams had three kicking
specialists it would pay off for 'em.
One for punts, one for extra
points, one for field goals.
But that's another place
on the roster just for a kicker.
Look.
You got your number three nose
guard sittin' in the bench all season
just in case there's an injury in
the first two positions ahead of him.
Maybe you use
him, maybe you don't.
You give up that spot
to a third kicking specialist
and you use him in every game!
How can you argue that?
Well, maybe you're right.
- You mean you aren't
gonna argue anymore?
- Nope.
Takes too much energy.
Aww.
Hi, Edna. How you feeling today?
Dr. Quincy!
I'm doin' fine.
My chest is actin' up a little,
but it'll be okay.
Say, Dr. Quincy, how's about
a little game of Backgammon?
Just the two of us? Excuse us.
We all set?
You got the
plainclothes men set up?
Well, there's been a problem.
What problem?
You mean they
can't get here today?
They can't get here at all. Lieutenant
Monahan turned me down flat.
He won't position any undercover
police personnel here at the home.
Oh, well, now.
That's a real bummer.
But I did talk to Richard.
You did what?
I warned him we were on to him and
that he'd better not try anything with you.
What in the Sam hill
did you do that for?
To try to keep you safe!
I don't want you out here alone if
you don't have police protection!
You blew the whole thing!
Now he's not gonna try anything!
That's the idea.
Edna, Roy is dead. He was murdered.
I don't want that happening to you.
Maybe it'd be just as well.
Maybe it'd be the best thing,
for everybody.
Edna, are you okay?
Roy was a cantankerous old wart,
but he didn't deserve to be killed.
You miss him, don't you?
Of course I miss him!
Why wouldn't I miss him?
You married, Dr. Quincy?
No. No, I'm not.
Well, I was
married for 65 years.
Roy and me got so
we was like a machine
that works real smooth.
There wasn't anythin' we
didn't know about each other,
not one look in the eyes
we didn't understand.
If he sat a certain way in
his chair I knew what it meant.
We knew how to devil each other
better than any two people that ever lived.
We had the best fights
anybody's ever had,
and now I got
nobody to fight with.
After 65 years,
it's like a part of my own body
was cut out and thrown away.
Of course I miss
him, Dr. Quincy.
I loved the old gimp.
Well, anyway, I got
to get me a new plan.
Edna,
don't you think you
should move out of here?
Go live with Jane where
you won't be so vulnerable?
No!
Girl's got to have
a life of her own.
Can't saddle her with an
old woman to take care of.
No, the way I
see it, Dr. Quincy,
it's really up to me now.
I got to trap that
scummy little hedge-hog
before he figures
another way to get to me.
You'd certainly never believe her husband
died a couple of weeks ago, would you?
Edna's a tough old bird.
She's got a lot of grit, all right.
Even tough old birds don't
live forever on sheer grit.
Kathy, get a stretcher.
My chest...
Feels like a horse
stepped on it...
Paulette, I need
the vital signs!
We put her on a lidocaine
drip to stabilize her heart.
She has a history of arrythmias. I
don't know if there's more going on now,
but we'll get a 12-lead
ekg as soon as possible.
I've assigned Paulette
to her on a full-time basis.
I'd like to stay
with her for a while.
Of course.
Nurse, are you set there?
Yes, Doctor.
- Call us if you
need anything, Doctor.
- Thank you.
Edna, I don't know
if you can hear me,
but we're gonna
take good care of you.
I promise you'll have
the best medical care.
I don't want you
to be frightened.
What are you up to now?
It was the only thing
I could figure out.
Richard wasn't gonna try the
same thing as he did with Roy,
he knew you were on to that.
I figured if I got myself flat on
my back, that'd flush him out again.
He'll try something,
mark my words.
Edna, this is crazy. You're
completely vulnerable here.
I'm a tough old bird,
Doc. Don't you worry.
But you gotta sleep some time!
Cat naps.
One creak of the
floor and I'll be awake.
I'm going to have Monahan put
a tail on Richard 24 hours a day.
Just to have double
protection for you.
Attaboy.
Edna?
Edna?
She's asleep.
She doesn't look good at all.
So what do we do now?
I think now's the time to act.
You're right. We've been
waiting for the right circumstances.
I think this is it.
Okay, let's go.
Richard
and Jane?
Not Jane...
Quincy, we've been through
this already, and I told you...
Yeah, I understand she's
in a vulnerable situation,
but you gotta realize I don't have
the personnel to assign the police
any time you get a whim!
Okay,
okay, you don't
have to be that way.
I'll set it up.
Satisfied?
Good.
- Hey, Brill.
- Comin' in.
Can you schedule a round-the-clock
surveillance on this guy?
Gonna be rough. We got
two people out with the flu.
I think the whole thing is one of
Quincy's wild fantasies anyway.
Ever since that wedding was
canceled, he hasn't been himself.
But we better humor him.
Sure. If I can't get anyone
else to do it, I'll do it myself.
Good.
Well, I think this
is everything.
I'm still not sure this
is the right thing to do,
returning his things.
Mother, ever since you got here, you've
been trying to push me back to Quincy.
And I keep telling
you it's over.
I wish you'd listen to me.
I'm listening to your words.
But underneath the words,
I'm sensing different feelings.
If it's over,
why are you bringing
him his things personally?
Why don't you send them over?
You're beginning to
sound like a psychiatrist.
No,
just a woman.
I'm returning these
things of Quincy's
because I want the
separation to be final.
No ties, no links, nothing.
It's cleaner that way.
If feelings could be returned
as easily as mementos,
this wouldn't be any problem
at all for you, would it?
Mother...
I wish you'd stop
being right all the time!
I see you, you
smarmy little slug!
Miss Brackett,
it's just me, Henry.
I was tryin' to get your wastebasket
out without disturbin' you.
Henry, you ought not
sneak around like that.
Yes, ma'am.
Sorry to have waked you up.
A person could get
a real heart attack.
Hello? Anybody home?
Em, what are you doing here?
Oh, yeah. I'm fine.
I found some of your things at the
apartment. I figured you'd want them back.
What's that?
Nothing. I mean, it's a ring.
A ring?
It was going to be
your wedding band.
Oh. Dr. Quincy!
I'm here!
Ahoy there, anybody aboard?
Good news, Dr. Quincy.
Did I tell you this baby
would sell in a second?
There you go, your full
asking price and a short escrow,
you can be out of here
with cash in hand in a week!
Guy named Horace Delvecchio
can't wait to get his hands on it!
I forgot about the boat...
Just put your John Henry
right here and we're in business.
Just where I've got the X's.
Sign and date.
Mr. Boxwell, I'm terribly
sorry, I should have called you...
Is there some kind of problem?
Well, yes. I'm keeping
the boat after all.
Oh.
If you're worried
about the price,
- I know I can get more!
- No, it's not that.
I have to get home now.
Well,
you really knocked me
for a loop. Dr. Quincy.
- I knew it was
too good to be true.
- Emily, wait a second!
- Usually people
have broken down tubs...
- Where do I sign?
- Where do I sign?
- Right here.
Glad to see you come to your
senses, Doctor. It's a good deal.
A pleasure doing
business with you.
Likewise, likewise. Just
remember, "Boxwell the Boat Broker!
"He's your man! Sell those
boats as fast as he can!
"Boxwell the Boat Broker."
My little girl came up
with that. Terrific, huh?
Boxwell the Boat Broker.
Quince,
why did you sell your boat?
I didn't sell it.
I traded it.
The life I had
for the life I want.
Are you sure?
I couldn't be more sure.
This boat, this life, have
served me well. But it's over.
I knew that when I saw
you start up the ladder.
I knew I was going
to lose you forever.
My heart fell to the soles
of my feet like a rock.
I can't give you up like that.
It took me too long to find you.
No more confusion?
It's like a fog that's
been blown away.
We're gonna get
married, after all.
Oh, Quince. Oh, Quince.
But you do have to
promise me one thing.
- What?
- You're still
gonna sing your vows.
Look, no, honey,
I've thought about it.
I just can't get up and sing
in front of all those people.
Oh, honey, you told me that's how
you got your degree, singing in a band.
But that was a long time ago.
- I can't do that anymore.
- Oh, honey,
please, it's very important.
All right. All right!
We can get married this Saturday.
That's just a week later than we'd planned.
Are you kidding? We couldn't get ready
for a wedding the day after tomorrow!
Just answer me one thing:
do you want to marry me?
- More than anything!
- Okay.
Then you get that marine on the
phone and tell her to get her tail in gear.
And don't tell me that the
outfit that took Iwo Jima
can't manage to put on
a wedding in two days!
Oh, Quincy!
Atta way, boys, you set 'em up, you
take 'em down, you set 'em up again.
What can I tell you?
Move it, fellas, we don't
have a lot of time for this.
- Come on.
- Winslow.
I've contacted the musicians,
and they'll be here tomorrow.
Thanks, Mrs. H.
You'd make a
good platoon leader.
Thank you.
I'll get back to the phone. There
are still lots of people to call.
Good. Step it up, boys.
Hup, hoop, hreee, horrr...
Winslow, the florist says he
can't get the flowers by tomorrow!
Oh, he does, does he? Where
is he? I'll take care of him.
How we gonna shape
this up in one day?
And we won't even
have a rehearsal!
- How can we do all this?
- Relax, Dr. Asten.
The marines have landed
and have the
situation well in hand!
Okay, fellas, move it!
Hup, hoop, hreee, horrr...
How is my aunt
feeling this morning?
She's sleeping.
She had kind of a troubled night, and
we gave her something to help her sleep.
I'll just put these
on the dresser then.
I'm Sergeant Brill,
L.A.P.D. Hold it right there.
Yeah.
Oh, hi, Brill.
Meet you at the lab now?
No, I can't. I'm getting ready
to leave for the wedding.
With a bottle of what?
Well, you think
he's on the level?
Holy mackerel!
Okay, I'll meet you at
the lab in twenty minutes.
Don't be late!
The solution's contaminated.
It's full of staphylococcus.
And in this concentration,
there's no way it could've gotten
into Aunt Edna's IV by accident.
Somebody's trying to
kill her. By slow degrees.
In a way that's almost
impossible to detect.
- And I'll bet I
know who it is.
- Who?
I've been worried sick
ever since I heard Dr. Sutter
convinced her to
stay in that rest home.
We'd better call them and tell
them to get down there right...
No! Don't you see
he's the one who did it?
Sutter?
How do we know you
didn't contaminate the IV?
I saw you fooling
around with it in her room.
I was drawing that sample. I told you I'm
a pharmacist and I was going to test it.
Look, Dr. Quincy, I know
you've got your doubts about me.
And it is true I'm not my
aunt's favorite person.
But that doesn't mean I
don't have feelings for her.
Both Jane and I
love her very much.
I can't believe that Sutter goes
around murdering people under his care.
My uncle died, didn't he?
He died out there under very
questionable circumstances.
So, now it's in your
hands, Dr. Quincy.
I've brought you
evidence that they're trying
to kill her, and I've
told you what I know.
If you refuse to investigate and
anything happens to Aunt Edna,
you'll have to accept the blame.
Where's Lieutenant Monahan?
I can't seem to reach him.
He's on his way to your wedding.
I clamped off the IV,
but they'll be checking
it within the hour
and start it again.
Okay, I'll go out there. But if
you're involved, I'll find that out, too.
I'm gonna get Jane. She's been
worried to death about all this.
Meet us there.
It can't be...
It can't be you.
He said he'd be here.
If he said he would, he will be.
But we're almost ready
to start! Should we delay?
If we do, Emily will
know something's wrong.
And she's bound to know why.
- Where is Emily?
- In the house, with Winslow.
Dr. Asten,
see if you can stall them,
give them some kind of story.
I'll see what I can do.
And what do we do?
We wait. And hope.
Emily? Winslow?
Don't come in!
She's still dressing!
That's fine. Take your time.
Aren't we about ready to start?
Well, no, we're
having a little problem.
What problem?
Well, the minister
isn't here yet.
Dr. Reed isn't here?
Car broke down, but
he'll be here any minute.
Dr. Asten,
is Quincy here?
Of course!
Of course he's here.
Right outside.
Waiting.
C'mon, Hanover, we have
to get you finished dressing.
I want you to know I consider
this a blatant inconvenience.
All you needed to do was call me
and I would've checked the IV myself.
I'm afraid it's
gone beyond that.
Then, I'm somehow suspect, aren't
I? Isn't that what you're trying to say?
Shut off the IV!
It's chloroform.
Edna, we're here. You're safe.
Kathy, have you lost your mind?
What the hell were you trying to do?
She was trying to commit
her second murder.
It's paraldehyde.
Kathy, why?
How can you ask...
I did it for you.
I was the one you loved.
Not that pushy little tramp who
kept us from getting married.
Edna was under Paulette's care.
A lethal injection of paraldehyde
would've made her a suspect for murder.
She never helped you like I did.
She never sacrificed
for this home.
I tried to save it for you.
I tried to put us back on
sound financial standing again.
Sergeant Brill.
Ma'am, you wanna come with me.
Well, you understand, don't you? You
understand why I did it now, don't you?
How you feeling?
I must say you're
looking very handsome.
Just like the day 65 years ago
when Roy and I were married.
My wedding!
I'm gonna be late
for my own wedding!
Don't worry, Roy was late, too!
Dr. Asten, what's
the scuttlebutt here?
Well, Dr. Reed is on his way.
Don't give me that
horse manure, Doctor.
You're not talking
to some raw recruit.
Quincy's not here, is he?
Well, ah, yes.
She finds that out, this
wedding will be off permanently.
I know, I know...
- He's here.
- He's here.
He's here. Thank
goodness. All right, let's move.
I'll start the music and
have Mrs. Hanover seated.
Sam, get the ushers
and the groom in place.
Dr. Asten, get ready
to walk the aisle.
Yes, sir!
Oh, good show.
Thank you all for coming.
We are gathered today
to witness
and to celebrate a marriage,
one of the most solemn, and
the most joyous experiences
of anyone's lifetime.
Solemn because it involves
the most serious of commitments,
and joyous because
it affirms the splendor
of the most
intimate relationship
that can exist
between two people.
Quincy and Emily
have made the decision to share that
special kind of intimacy with each other,
and have invited us here today
to celebrate with them
the holy ceremony of matrimony.
Quincy and Emily,
it is your intention to
share with each other
the joys and the sorrows that
all the years henceforth will bring.
That sharing is cemented by the
promises which you make to each other.
I understand that you have
written your vows to each other,
and we will hear them now.
Emily,
I promise to love you,
to cherish you,
and to keep you safe from harm.
I promise to respect your
specialness as a human being,
and to help you in every way I
can to be the person you want to be.
I promise not to hurt,
humiliate, or denigrate you.
I promise not only to
be faithful, but to be loyal.
I promise to be a husband,
a mate,
and a lover, but
most importantly,
I promise to be
your friend, forever.
Emily, you may recite your vow.
♪ I promise you an honest love
♪ Not a fairy tale
♪ For without truth and honesty
♪ Love is sure to fail
♪ I promise you the single tear
♪ That says come close to me
♪ But other
times I'll ask of you
♪ The strength to disagree
♪ I promise you the quiet nights
♪ The gentle
touch by candlelight
♪ I'll tell you things
I've told no one before
♪ But you must accept in me
♪ The doubts and insecurities
♪ For in those times
I'll need you even more
♪ I promise you a deeper love
♪ Than time can ever change
♪ And in your
eyes I see that you
♪ Have promised me the same
♪ And in your
eyes I see that you
♪ Have promised me the same ♪
You may now present the rings.
I give you this ring as a sign
of my love and faithfulness.
I give you this ring as a sign
of my love and faithfulness.
Emily and Quincy, by
your promises to each other
in the presence of
this congregation,
you have bound
yourselves to one another
as husband and wife.
You may kiss the bride.
Wonderful...
If I could
everybody's attention,
I would like to make
a little toast, if I may.
Good idea.
- You're not
gonna say anything?
- No.
You see that? Marriage is
working wonders already.
Emily,
I would like to
welcome you into this
tight-knit circle of
friends, into this family.
Now, Emily, being in the family,
I hope you're not going to call me
right away about Quincy's mythical raise.
Mythical raise is right.
Or whether I've pushed him out the
door at 5:00 P.M., or he's had a hot lunch.
Because, you see, I'm very busy
cooling his...
His passion to make a
better world in two minutes.
Although, because
of this wedding,
there's no doubt
the world is better today.
you do yourself a favor.
Admit you really
love your bachelor life.
It's your choice.
Edna, Roy is dead.
He was murdered. I don't
want that happening to you.
I knew he didn't
want to get married.
I told him we
shouldn't get married.
Em, I love you.
But the more time went on, the more
frightened I got about getting married.
Quince, I have just
called off our wedding.
How off is the wedding?
Permanently off or temporarily off?
Ask me that tomorrow.
Gentlemen, you
are about to enter
the most fascinating
sphere of police work,
the world of forensic medicine.
I want you to meet
our wedding consultant.
She's going to see that our
wedding goes off like clockwork.
Here are scenes from
part 1 of Quincy's Wedding.
I won't have a minute's peace
from you till I'm in my grave!
That's not too far off!
There's nothing here except
what you'd expect, Sam.
Looks like simple congestive heart failure
with arterial scleratic heart disease.
Is there anything I can
do for you, Aunt Edna?
You can get out of
my sight, you waify sop!
You're not sorry Roy bought it.
You never were caring about
anybody but yourself your whole life.
You knew that
shower was last night.
I've been working hard,
there's a lot of pressure...
There always is.
Quince, are you having second
thoughts about getting married.
That man loves you.
He's crazy about you.
You have to sell your boat.
Sell my boat?
I've seen a lot
of husbands to be
and that is one man who
does not want to get married.
I know Edna is eccentric,
but she is not senile
and she's not crazy.
And she has every reason to
believe that her life is in danger.
Edna, I don't understand.
It's all very simple.
Roy's will provided that his estate
goes into a trust to provide for my care.
If I survive him by a
year, it will all come to me,
and then it will all go to Jane
and her people, who need it.
If I don't survive him by a year
it all goes to wretched Richard.
He's already killed Roy.
Now all he has to do is get me.
Honey, I'm sorry I'm late. I couldn't
help it, I got here as fast as I could.
Winslow, I think we better tell the
workmen to take everything down.
Let's call all the guests and
tell them to not bother coming.
Emily, I think we
should talk this over.
Dr. Asten, don't you understand
there is nothing to talk about.
The wedding is off!
And now, part 2 of
Quincy's Wedding.
Mother, I am not hysterical.
Of course I'm crying. I'm sad!
Crying is a perfectly normal
response to being sad!
No, it would not make me
feel better to change my mind.
Look mother, the wedding
is off and that's that.
So there's no need for you to catch
your plane to get here tomorrow.
As a matter of fact, there's
no need for you to come at all!
I'm not a little girl anymore.
I'm a grown woman and
I can take care of myself.
Yes, I do want you to come!
Yes.
Okay.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Good-bye.
Now, where's that orange scarf?
I know I had it here somewhere.
Aunt Edna, will you hold still
for a minute and listen to me?
You've got to stop this silly
charade and return to the rest home.
Why's that?
You have neglected your
medication for several days.
There's no telling when your
heart could start acting up again.
Richard, you're such
a bothersome little prig.
My heart is my business.
I know that scarf
was here somewhere!
Jane, can't you do
anything with her?
I've already looked for the
scarf. I can't find it anywhere.
That's not what I'm
referring to! And you know it!
Aunt Edna...
If you don't return to that hospital,
your heart might just give out on you.
And then where would you be?
I would be...
Six feet under,
just where you want me, you nit.
You really want me to go
back there, don't you, Richard?
Maybe I will.
Go in the bedroom and fetch
that valise down from the cupboard.
Well. Yes, of course,
right away, Aunt Edna.
Grandma.
See?
Now he'll think he's
talked me back there.
He won't know I'm settin'
myself up as a decoy
for Dr. Quincy's
plainclothes people.
He's playin' right
into my hands!
Here it is, Aunt Edna. Right
where you said it would be.
You can start packing,
and Jane will help you.
I'll go ahead and call the
hospital and make arrangements.
Ah-ha!
Here it is.
You see?
I knew it was here!
I got to finish dressin'.
Well, it's working.
And she's sure
the nephew did it?
He had the motive, he
knew all about iontophoresis,
he was a frequent
visitor to the rest home
and wouldn't have aroused
any suspicion by being there.
Yeah? So what are we
supposed to do about it?
She thinks he's gonna try to make
the same kind of attempt on her life.
But if we tip him off, he'll know we're
on to him and the plan wouldn't work.
What plan?
Edna's going to go
back to the rest home.
Let herself be used as live
bait. Try to flush Richard out.
- What?
- If he figures he got
away with the first one,
he'll have every reason to
go ahead with the second.
And then that's when we nab him.
- Nab him?
- Yeah.
Quincy, you been watching
too much television lately.
I can't believe you're
seriously suggesting this.
You never did take this seriously
from the beginning! And you know why?
You hear something from an old
woman and you automatically discount it.
You figure because her face is
wrinkled, her mind must be gone!
That's ridiculous! I
don't take it seriously
because the whole
thing sounds absurd!
"Live bait, flush him out,
"nab him."
That's not the way we
conduct an investigation.
Oh, yeah? How do
you conduct one?
First, we kind of like to have strong
evidence that there was foul play involved.
Then we consider possible
suspects, and then we question them.
Don't you see that if you question
him it will blow the whole thing?
Don't you see that
all you're going on is
the say-so of someone
who is a foolish old woman?
Talking to you is
like talking to a wall!
Quincy, you're like
a bear with a thorn.
Listen.
Why don't we talk about this
whole thing after the wedding.
You'll have less pressure then.
There isn't going
to be a wedding.
What?
It's all off. Listen, I don't
want to talk about it, okay?
But I do want to keep
Edna from being killed
by the same person
who killed her husband.
And if you won't
help, I'll do it myself.
Be my guest.
Listen...
How off is the wedding?
Permanently off
or temporarily off?
Ask me that tomorrow.
Well, I think that
about takes care of it.
We've contacted everyone,
the guests, the caterer,
the photographer, the florist,
the rental company,
and the wedding party.
I feel like I have a telephone
growing out of my ear.
Thanks, Winslow.
You're really terrific.
I don't know what I'd
have done without you.
Well, this has been a new one for
me, too. I usually put weddings together,
not take them apart.
That's funny.
In my work, I'm always trying to
put relationships back together.
Oh, who could that be?
I'll get it.
- Oh.
- Hi.
Who is it?
Can I come in?
Well...
Well, I was just gathering
up my things to go.
Come in.
Good night, all.
Hanover, I'll check
with you tomorrow.
Take care.
Good night.
I was afraid if I
called, you'd say no.
Would you like me to leave?
No.
I knew we'd have to confront
each other sooner or later.
I just didn't know
it would be sooner.
Would you care to sit down?
Oh, yes. Thanks.
- Would you like
a glass of wine?
- No, thank you.
- Some coffee?
- No, thank you.
There was an interesting turn
in that Brackett case today...
Don't do that.
- Do what?
- That.
Run away, hide, suppress.
I've called off the wedding.
Quince, we're at a crisis
point in our relationship.
We don't know what kind
of future we have together.
And we both know that the last thing
that we should talk about is your work!
Em, I didn't mean
it like that, honest!
I just don't know how
to start talking about us.
I was trying to lead into it.
I made up all kinds of
speeches on the way over here,
but they don't seem to fit now.
Let's get it out in
the open, okay?
Okay.
Ever since we
decided to get married,
it seems to me,
you've been edging further
and further away from me.
We haven't spent that
much time together,
you don't call me,
you've ignored the preparations for
the wedding, you forgot the shower
and were late for the rehearsal.
As a sort of detective,
wouldn't all that
evidence tell you
that you don't
want to get married?
Yes, it would.
That's what I came here to say.
I love you,
but the more time went on, the more
frightened I got about getting married,
and I don't know why.
I wasn't being honest with
you. But I didn't know that.
But it all comes out the same.
Yes, it does.
I know, Em, there's so much of me
that loves you and wants to marry you
but there's this one gnawing
little part that is uncertain.
Well...
Quince, I've waited a long
time for you to come into my life.
I don't want a part of you.
I want all of you.
Or nothing.
I understand.
Well, I appreciate your
being able to level with me.
Thank you for being
so understanding.
Yeah, well, I think it's best to get
everything out in the open, don't you?
- Sure.
- It's always better to
clear the air, I think.
I'll call you, Em.
- I'd like that.
- Okay.
- Maybe wait
a little while, okay?
- Okay.
Well, good night.
Bye.
Edna, it's good
to have you back.
If you need anything,
you just call me.
Thanks, dear.
Old gimp.
Well, Edna, welcome home!
Home? Hardly.
We just wanted you to
know that we understand
how hard the last few days
must have been for you.
And that we're here, ready
to do anything to help out.
I'm kinda tired.
Might take a little nap.
Absolutely. Let me give you one little
thing to think about while you're resting.
Do you remember some time ago,
we discussed with
you and your husband
an optional method of
payment for your care here.
What?
By paying a monthly allotment,
you're depleting your estate by a
considerable amount each year.
If you chose to sign over a
certain portion of your estate to us,
we'd guarantee to take care
of you for the rest of your life.
And, Edna, you know you're
going to be around a long, long time.
I remember this discussion.
Roy was dead set against it.
But you know Roy. Once he got an
idea, there was no shaking him loose.
I honestly don't think he
thought it through very well.
It'd be a lot better
tax-wise, too.
I could never get that
concept through Roy's head.
I'm somewhat familiar with the
terms of Roy's will, and yours.
I know that it
would satisfy both
if you signed over a
quarter of your estate now,
and another quarter
upon your passing.
That would leave half of your still
considerable estate for your granddaughter.
Not to mention that it'd
pump a quick cash flow
into this operation of
yours, which sure needs it.
Well,
times have been
a little hard, lately...
Give me the papers.
You'll never regret this, Edna.
I always thought it
made some kinda sense.
It does. It does.
Aw, thank you. Thank you.
I...
I feel a little...
A little tired now.
You take a nap.
I'll check on you later.
Hey, not here, in plain sight.
So what if she sees?
We've talked about this,
we have to be discreet.
We don't want to
arouse any suspicions.
I know. But I can hardly
keep my hands off you.
Later, okay?
Okay.
What'd she say?
She signed.
That's because you're
such an old smoothie!
Coming!
Emily?
Mother!
Surprise!
What are you doing here?
You weren't due until
late this afternoon.
I got an earlier flight. I
was worried about you.
Oh, Mother, I'm a big girl now.
I know, my darling. And
I'm not here to smother.
I'm just here to help, if I can.
And your just being
here helps a lot.
Well, what I'd like right now
is a hot cup of that
marvelous herb tea of yours.
Coming right up.
What is that in your hand?
Work therapy?
I'm gonna wax that
man right out of my wood.
That works as well as anything.
Which is the same as
saying nothing works too well.
Oh, my darling.
Emily, how are
you? I mean, really?
Oh, Mother...
I don't know.
I alternate between
feeling absolutely awful
to absolutely awful.
You know,
one of the things I've always loved
about our mother-daughter relationship
is that we've always been
able to level with each other.
And I have to tell you,
I think you behaved
very badly yesterday.
Calling off the wedding and
throwing his ring down like that.
That's awfully childish.
You, with a degree
in psychiatry.
You know what, Mother?
Sometimes I don't
feel like a psychiatrist,
all collected and
in control of things!
Sometimes I feel
like a human being,
who's angry and
frustrated and hurt and...
And in love.
Yeah.
With a man who doesn't love me.
Are you so sure?
Yes.
We talked.
And Quincy is so confused.
I don't believe that
confusion will ever clear up.
Of course I'm confused.
I really think Emily's
better off without me.
That doesn't ring true, Quincy.
She knows what she wants,
and she deserves to get it.
Someone who's one hundred
percent sure he wants to get married,
not someone with doubts
and uncertainties, like me.
- You're being so noble,
I can't stand it.
- I'm just being honest.
No, you're trying to convince
everybody, including yourself,
that you're all
torn up about this.
Frankly, I think you're relieved
not to be getting married.
- Oh, come on.
- And to cover that up
you're heaping abuse on yourself, insisting
that Emily is better off without you.
Quincy, why don't
you do yourself a favor.
Admit you really
love your bachelor life.
It's your choice.
I don't understand why you're not using
your famous Quincy honesty on yourself.
Here we are.
Three tablets a day after meals.
Be sure you don't take
them on an empty stomach.
Yes, sir, can I help you?
I'm Dr. Quincy of the
County Coroner's Office.
Coroner's office?
How can I help you?
You can help me by
laying off your aunt.
- I beg your pardon?
- She's on to you,
and so am I.
We know you did it, and
we know how you did it.
So if you think you can get away
with another murder, you're wrong.
This is ludicrous. What
are you talking about?
Murder one, and I'm
gonna nail you for it, too.
And if you even make a
false move toward Edna,
I'll be on you so fast you
won't know what hit you!
Look, Doctor, I don't know why
you're accusing me like this...
Because I intend to make
sure no harm comes to her.
Fine, good. I'm sure
we're both desirous of that.
Okay.
Remember, not one false move.
Hello, Jane?
I just got a visit from
Edna's friend Quincy.
I'm tellin' you,
if pro teams had three kicking
specialists it would pay off for 'em.
One for punts, one for extra
points, one for field goals.
But that's another place
on the roster just for a kicker.
Look.
You got your number three nose
guard sittin' in the bench all season
just in case there's an injury in
the first two positions ahead of him.
Maybe you use
him, maybe you don't.
You give up that spot
to a third kicking specialist
and you use him in every game!
How can you argue that?
Well, maybe you're right.
- You mean you aren't
gonna argue anymore?
- Nope.
Takes too much energy.
Aww.
Hi, Edna. How you feeling today?
Dr. Quincy!
I'm doin' fine.
My chest is actin' up a little,
but it'll be okay.
Say, Dr. Quincy, how's about
a little game of Backgammon?
Just the two of us? Excuse us.
We all set?
You got the
plainclothes men set up?
Well, there's been a problem.
What problem?
You mean they
can't get here today?
They can't get here at all. Lieutenant
Monahan turned me down flat.
He won't position any undercover
police personnel here at the home.
Oh, well, now.
That's a real bummer.
But I did talk to Richard.
You did what?
I warned him we were on to him and
that he'd better not try anything with you.
What in the Sam hill
did you do that for?
To try to keep you safe!
I don't want you out here alone if
you don't have police protection!
You blew the whole thing!
Now he's not gonna try anything!
That's the idea.
Edna, Roy is dead. He was murdered.
I don't want that happening to you.
Maybe it'd be just as well.
Maybe it'd be the best thing,
for everybody.
Edna, are you okay?
Roy was a cantankerous old wart,
but he didn't deserve to be killed.
You miss him, don't you?
Of course I miss him!
Why wouldn't I miss him?
You married, Dr. Quincy?
No. No, I'm not.
Well, I was
married for 65 years.
Roy and me got so
we was like a machine
that works real smooth.
There wasn't anythin' we
didn't know about each other,
not one look in the eyes
we didn't understand.
If he sat a certain way in
his chair I knew what it meant.
We knew how to devil each other
better than any two people that ever lived.
We had the best fights
anybody's ever had,
and now I got
nobody to fight with.
After 65 years,
it's like a part of my own body
was cut out and thrown away.
Of course I miss
him, Dr. Quincy.
I loved the old gimp.
Well, anyway, I got
to get me a new plan.
Edna,
don't you think you
should move out of here?
Go live with Jane where
you won't be so vulnerable?
No!
Girl's got to have
a life of her own.
Can't saddle her with an
old woman to take care of.
No, the way I
see it, Dr. Quincy,
it's really up to me now.
I got to trap that
scummy little hedge-hog
before he figures
another way to get to me.
You'd certainly never believe her husband
died a couple of weeks ago, would you?
Edna's a tough old bird.
She's got a lot of grit, all right.
Even tough old birds don't
live forever on sheer grit.
Kathy, get a stretcher.
My chest...
Feels like a horse
stepped on it...
Paulette, I need
the vital signs!
We put her on a lidocaine
drip to stabilize her heart.
She has a history of arrythmias. I
don't know if there's more going on now,
but we'll get a 12-lead
ekg as soon as possible.
I've assigned Paulette
to her on a full-time basis.
I'd like to stay
with her for a while.
Of course.
Nurse, are you set there?
Yes, Doctor.
- Call us if you
need anything, Doctor.
- Thank you.
Edna, I don't know
if you can hear me,
but we're gonna
take good care of you.
I promise you'll have
the best medical care.
I don't want you
to be frightened.
What are you up to now?
It was the only thing
I could figure out.
Richard wasn't gonna try the
same thing as he did with Roy,
he knew you were on to that.
I figured if I got myself flat on
my back, that'd flush him out again.
He'll try something,
mark my words.
Edna, this is crazy. You're
completely vulnerable here.
I'm a tough old bird,
Doc. Don't you worry.
But you gotta sleep some time!
Cat naps.
One creak of the
floor and I'll be awake.
I'm going to have Monahan put
a tail on Richard 24 hours a day.
Just to have double
protection for you.
Attaboy.
Edna?
Edna?
She's asleep.
She doesn't look good at all.
So what do we do now?
I think now's the time to act.
You're right. We've been
waiting for the right circumstances.
I think this is it.
Okay, let's go.
Richard
and Jane?
Not Jane...
Quincy, we've been through
this already, and I told you...
Yeah, I understand she's
in a vulnerable situation,
but you gotta realize I don't have
the personnel to assign the police
any time you get a whim!
Okay,
okay, you don't
have to be that way.
I'll set it up.
Satisfied?
Good.
- Hey, Brill.
- Comin' in.
Can you schedule a round-the-clock
surveillance on this guy?
Gonna be rough. We got
two people out with the flu.
I think the whole thing is one of
Quincy's wild fantasies anyway.
Ever since that wedding was
canceled, he hasn't been himself.
But we better humor him.
Sure. If I can't get anyone
else to do it, I'll do it myself.
Good.
Well, I think this
is everything.
I'm still not sure this
is the right thing to do,
returning his things.
Mother, ever since you got here, you've
been trying to push me back to Quincy.
And I keep telling
you it's over.
I wish you'd listen to me.
I'm listening to your words.
But underneath the words,
I'm sensing different feelings.
If it's over,
why are you bringing
him his things personally?
Why don't you send them over?
You're beginning to
sound like a psychiatrist.
No,
just a woman.
I'm returning these
things of Quincy's
because I want the
separation to be final.
No ties, no links, nothing.
It's cleaner that way.
If feelings could be returned
as easily as mementos,
this wouldn't be any problem
at all for you, would it?
Mother...
I wish you'd stop
being right all the time!
I see you, you
smarmy little slug!
Miss Brackett,
it's just me, Henry.
I was tryin' to get your wastebasket
out without disturbin' you.
Henry, you ought not
sneak around like that.
Yes, ma'am.
Sorry to have waked you up.
A person could get
a real heart attack.
Hello? Anybody home?
Em, what are you doing here?
Oh, yeah. I'm fine.
I found some of your things at the
apartment. I figured you'd want them back.
What's that?
Nothing. I mean, it's a ring.
A ring?
It was going to be
your wedding band.
Oh. Dr. Quincy!
I'm here!
Ahoy there, anybody aboard?
Good news, Dr. Quincy.
Did I tell you this baby
would sell in a second?
There you go, your full
asking price and a short escrow,
you can be out of here
with cash in hand in a week!
Guy named Horace Delvecchio
can't wait to get his hands on it!
I forgot about the boat...
Just put your John Henry
right here and we're in business.
Just where I've got the X's.
Sign and date.
Mr. Boxwell, I'm terribly
sorry, I should have called you...
Is there some kind of problem?
Well, yes. I'm keeping
the boat after all.
Oh.
If you're worried
about the price,
- I know I can get more!
- No, it's not that.
I have to get home now.
Well,
you really knocked me
for a loop. Dr. Quincy.
- I knew it was
too good to be true.
- Emily, wait a second!
- Usually people
have broken down tubs...
- Where do I sign?
- Where do I sign?
- Right here.
Glad to see you come to your
senses, Doctor. It's a good deal.
A pleasure doing
business with you.
Likewise, likewise. Just
remember, "Boxwell the Boat Broker!
"He's your man! Sell those
boats as fast as he can!
"Boxwell the Boat Broker."
My little girl came up
with that. Terrific, huh?
Boxwell the Boat Broker.
Quince,
why did you sell your boat?
I didn't sell it.
I traded it.
The life I had
for the life I want.
Are you sure?
I couldn't be more sure.
This boat, this life, have
served me well. But it's over.
I knew that when I saw
you start up the ladder.
I knew I was going
to lose you forever.
My heart fell to the soles
of my feet like a rock.
I can't give you up like that.
It took me too long to find you.
No more confusion?
It's like a fog that's
been blown away.
We're gonna get
married, after all.
Oh, Quince. Oh, Quince.
But you do have to
promise me one thing.
- What?
- You're still
gonna sing your vows.
Look, no, honey,
I've thought about it.
I just can't get up and sing
in front of all those people.
Oh, honey, you told me that's how
you got your degree, singing in a band.
But that was a long time ago.
- I can't do that anymore.
- Oh, honey,
please, it's very important.
All right. All right!
We can get married this Saturday.
That's just a week later than we'd planned.
Are you kidding? We couldn't get ready
for a wedding the day after tomorrow!
Just answer me one thing:
do you want to marry me?
- More than anything!
- Okay.
Then you get that marine on the
phone and tell her to get her tail in gear.
And don't tell me that the
outfit that took Iwo Jima
can't manage to put on
a wedding in two days!
Oh, Quincy!
Atta way, boys, you set 'em up, you
take 'em down, you set 'em up again.
What can I tell you?
Move it, fellas, we don't
have a lot of time for this.
- Come on.
- Winslow.
I've contacted the musicians,
and they'll be here tomorrow.
Thanks, Mrs. H.
You'd make a
good platoon leader.
Thank you.
I'll get back to the phone. There
are still lots of people to call.
Good. Step it up, boys.
Hup, hoop, hreee, horrr...
Winslow, the florist says he
can't get the flowers by tomorrow!
Oh, he does, does he? Where
is he? I'll take care of him.
How we gonna shape
this up in one day?
And we won't even
have a rehearsal!
- How can we do all this?
- Relax, Dr. Asten.
The marines have landed
and have the
situation well in hand!
Okay, fellas, move it!
Hup, hoop, hreee, horrr...
How is my aunt
feeling this morning?
She's sleeping.
She had kind of a troubled night, and
we gave her something to help her sleep.
I'll just put these
on the dresser then.
I'm Sergeant Brill,
L.A.P.D. Hold it right there.
Yeah.
Oh, hi, Brill.
Meet you at the lab now?
No, I can't. I'm getting ready
to leave for the wedding.
With a bottle of what?
Well, you think
he's on the level?
Holy mackerel!
Okay, I'll meet you at
the lab in twenty minutes.
Don't be late!
The solution's contaminated.
It's full of staphylococcus.
And in this concentration,
there's no way it could've gotten
into Aunt Edna's IV by accident.
Somebody's trying to
kill her. By slow degrees.
In a way that's almost
impossible to detect.
- And I'll bet I
know who it is.
- Who?
I've been worried sick
ever since I heard Dr. Sutter
convinced her to
stay in that rest home.
We'd better call them and tell
them to get down there right...
No! Don't you see
he's the one who did it?
Sutter?
How do we know you
didn't contaminate the IV?
I saw you fooling
around with it in her room.
I was drawing that sample. I told you I'm
a pharmacist and I was going to test it.
Look, Dr. Quincy, I know
you've got your doubts about me.
And it is true I'm not my
aunt's favorite person.
But that doesn't mean I
don't have feelings for her.
Both Jane and I
love her very much.
I can't believe that Sutter goes
around murdering people under his care.
My uncle died, didn't he?
He died out there under very
questionable circumstances.
So, now it's in your
hands, Dr. Quincy.
I've brought you
evidence that they're trying
to kill her, and I've
told you what I know.
If you refuse to investigate and
anything happens to Aunt Edna,
you'll have to accept the blame.
Where's Lieutenant Monahan?
I can't seem to reach him.
He's on his way to your wedding.
I clamped off the IV,
but they'll be checking
it within the hour
and start it again.
Okay, I'll go out there. But if
you're involved, I'll find that out, too.
I'm gonna get Jane. She's been
worried to death about all this.
Meet us there.
It can't be...
It can't be you.
He said he'd be here.
If he said he would, he will be.
But we're almost ready
to start! Should we delay?
If we do, Emily will
know something's wrong.
And she's bound to know why.
- Where is Emily?
- In the house, with Winslow.
Dr. Asten,
see if you can stall them,
give them some kind of story.
I'll see what I can do.
And what do we do?
We wait. And hope.
Emily? Winslow?
Don't come in!
She's still dressing!
That's fine. Take your time.
Aren't we about ready to start?
Well, no, we're
having a little problem.
What problem?
Well, the minister
isn't here yet.
Dr. Reed isn't here?
Car broke down, but
he'll be here any minute.
Dr. Asten,
is Quincy here?
Of course!
Of course he's here.
Right outside.
Waiting.
C'mon, Hanover, we have
to get you finished dressing.
I want you to know I consider
this a blatant inconvenience.
All you needed to do was call me
and I would've checked the IV myself.
I'm afraid it's
gone beyond that.
Then, I'm somehow suspect, aren't
I? Isn't that what you're trying to say?
Shut off the IV!
It's chloroform.
Edna, we're here. You're safe.
Kathy, have you lost your mind?
What the hell were you trying to do?
She was trying to commit
her second murder.
It's paraldehyde.
Kathy, why?
How can you ask...
I did it for you.
I was the one you loved.
Not that pushy little tramp who
kept us from getting married.
Edna was under Paulette's care.
A lethal injection of paraldehyde
would've made her a suspect for murder.
She never helped you like I did.
She never sacrificed
for this home.
I tried to save it for you.
I tried to put us back on
sound financial standing again.
Sergeant Brill.
Ma'am, you wanna come with me.
Well, you understand, don't you? You
understand why I did it now, don't you?
How you feeling?
I must say you're
looking very handsome.
Just like the day 65 years ago
when Roy and I were married.
My wedding!
I'm gonna be late
for my own wedding!
Don't worry, Roy was late, too!
Dr. Asten, what's
the scuttlebutt here?
Well, Dr. Reed is on his way.
Don't give me that
horse manure, Doctor.
You're not talking
to some raw recruit.
Quincy's not here, is he?
Well, ah, yes.
She finds that out, this
wedding will be off permanently.
I know, I know...
- He's here.
- He's here.
He's here. Thank
goodness. All right, let's move.
I'll start the music and
have Mrs. Hanover seated.
Sam, get the ushers
and the groom in place.
Dr. Asten, get ready
to walk the aisle.
Yes, sir!
Oh, good show.
Thank you all for coming.
We are gathered today
to witness
and to celebrate a marriage,
one of the most solemn, and
the most joyous experiences
of anyone's lifetime.
Solemn because it involves
the most serious of commitments,
and joyous because
it affirms the splendor
of the most
intimate relationship
that can exist
between two people.
Quincy and Emily
have made the decision to share that
special kind of intimacy with each other,
and have invited us here today
to celebrate with them
the holy ceremony of matrimony.
Quincy and Emily,
it is your intention to
share with each other
the joys and the sorrows that
all the years henceforth will bring.
That sharing is cemented by the
promises which you make to each other.
I understand that you have
written your vows to each other,
and we will hear them now.
Emily,
I promise to love you,
to cherish you,
and to keep you safe from harm.
I promise to respect your
specialness as a human being,
and to help you in every way I
can to be the person you want to be.
I promise not to hurt,
humiliate, or denigrate you.
I promise not only to
be faithful, but to be loyal.
I promise to be a husband,
a mate,
and a lover, but
most importantly,
I promise to be
your friend, forever.
Emily, you may recite your vow.
♪ I promise you an honest love
♪ Not a fairy tale
♪ For without truth and honesty
♪ Love is sure to fail
♪ I promise you the single tear
♪ That says come close to me
♪ But other
times I'll ask of you
♪ The strength to disagree
♪ I promise you the quiet nights
♪ The gentle
touch by candlelight
♪ I'll tell you things
I've told no one before
♪ But you must accept in me
♪ The doubts and insecurities
♪ For in those times
I'll need you even more
♪ I promise you a deeper love
♪ Than time can ever change
♪ And in your
eyes I see that you
♪ Have promised me the same
♪ And in your
eyes I see that you
♪ Have promised me the same ♪
You may now present the rings.
I give you this ring as a sign
of my love and faithfulness.
I give you this ring as a sign
of my love and faithfulness.
Emily and Quincy, by
your promises to each other
in the presence of
this congregation,
you have bound
yourselves to one another
as husband and wife.
You may kiss the bride.
Wonderful...
If I could
everybody's attention,
I would like to make
a little toast, if I may.
Good idea.
- You're not
gonna say anything?
- No.
You see that? Marriage is
working wonders already.
Emily,
I would like to
welcome you into this
tight-knit circle of
friends, into this family.
Now, Emily, being in the family,
I hope you're not going to call me
right away about Quincy's mythical raise.
Mythical raise is right.
Or whether I've pushed him out the
door at 5:00 P.M., or he's had a hot lunch.
Because, you see, I'm very busy
cooling his...
His passion to make a
better world in two minutes.
Although, because
of this wedding,
there's no doubt
the world is better today.