أول 200 سطر.
Nice nap?
These days, if I wake up, I consider it a nice nap.
- Mom. - Hey.
- Got some ice cream for you. - Mm.
And it's a little melted,
so it is nice
- and soft. - No, you eat it.
"You eat it"? What kind of way
is that to talk to your older brother?
My onlybrother.
Thank God.
You don't want to make me have to get physical.
Mom, you better eat it.
Hello, Zbyszek family.
Just got back from radiology.
What's the good word, Dr. Weber?
Do we really want to have this conversation
in front of everyone?
Yes, we do.
I wish I had something positive to report.
We were aware the cancer in your lungs had metastasized
to your liver and kidneys,
but this latest MRI shows it's taken up residence
in your brain as well.
No.
I'm so sorry.
So, what now?
Now we do all we can to make you as comfortable as possible.
What sort of...
time frame are we looking at?
About 12 weeks.
Possibly sooner.
I'll give you some privacy.
There is one other option.
I'm hesitant to bring it up... It's highly experimental.
Are-are you talking about a drug?
A-A different kind of chemo?
It is a drug.
But it works very differently than chemo.
It's part of a really cutting-edge therapy.
And the drug company
administering the trials is extraordinarily selective
about whom they're willing to test it on, but...
I happen to have a relationship with this company,
and if you're interested,
I'm fairly certain I could twist their arm.
I mean, would you be interested?
- Of course she's interested. - Wait a second.
This is the first we're hearing.
Now, I need to warn you.
Before you just blindly consent...
the drug is in its first phase of
human clinical trials.
Everything is an open question.
You said you could call somebody and plead our case.
Why don't you get that going.
It's nice to see you again, Jonathan.
Oh. You, too.
We're all so sorry about Lily.
- Thank you, Susan. He's sitting there
in the doctor's office. He goes, "Doctor, just last week
you told me I only had "a month to live;
then you send me a bill for $1,000.
I can't pay a bill like that before the end of the month."
Doctor looks at him and says, "Okay, you win.
Now you have six months to live."
James.
Jonathan. Jonathan Zbyszek.
My sister, Lily, was your patient.
We lost her two weeks ago.
Yes. Of course.
I'm so sorry.
What can I do for you, Jonathan?
Could I just have a quick word?
I'm... sort of in the middle of something.
A reporter came to see me.
She's writing an article about you.
About the drug you used on my sister.
Of course.
Again, I can't tell you
how sorry I am about your sister.
That reporter told me that that drug you gave Lily
had never been used on a human being before.
Ever.
Just rats... lab rats.
The reporter told you that?
Well, I don't know where he or she
might have gotten their information, but...
She screamed. The last two weeks of her life,
she screamed and howled and hallucinated.
I kept calling your office and you never got back to me.
We knew... it... was experimental.
We knew
there was a possibility of unpleasant side effects.
- We knew... - You knew nothing!
How could you know anything?
No one had ever tried that stuff before.
You turned my sister into a guinea pig.
Your sister was dying.
It was a Hail Mary move. I was very clear about that.
She died a painful, agonizing death
because of you.
Her son and I watched her suffer.
No peace. Just agony and then silence.
They couldn't give her enough morphine.
You're upset.
And I'm sorry about that,
but this is neither the time nor the place.
I'm going back to my table now.
I'm talking to you.
Call my office.
Make an appointment.
Set up a consult.
Don't make me call the police.
He's gone for the day.
I need some advice.
Eat more fiber.
No one will want to be around you, but who cares?
You'll outlive them.
There's a Jonathan Zbyszek outside.
He doesn't have an appointment, but he claims he owns and operates
the parking lot in our building,
as well as a number of other buildings here in Manhattan.
- Did someone hit my car? - Oh, no, no.
He says it's a legal matter.
He seems pretty upset about something.
Mr. Zbyszek?
I'm Dr. Jason Bull.
What can I do for you?
Whatever I say to you...
It stays between us, right?
Whether you end up being my lawyer or not?
You're seeking legal counsel.
So yes, anything you say is protected
by attorney-client privilege,
whether or not we end up taking your case,
whether or not you choose to have us defend you.
So how can I help you?
I think I killed a man last night.
You think?
I killed a man last night.
It was an accident, but I killed him just the same.
I pushed him and he fell and he died.
So, a week after the funeral,
this reporter comes to see him and tells him,
"This drug has never, everbeen used
on a human being."
My God. And he doesn't know
what to do with this information,
how to process it, so...
he does nothing.
But... then he walks into a restaurant,
and there's the doctor.
And he thinks it's a sign from God.
So he goes over to the table,
talk to the guy.
They step away, they have a little discussion,
but the doctor won't engage.
So Mr. Zbyszek waits outside the restaurant.
When the doctor finally comes out,
they walk along the street together.
But now the doctor is just looking straight ahead,
refuses to say anything.
And that's very frustrating to Mr. Zbyszek.
And finally this Zbyszek guy loses it,
and he lays hands on him and pushes him...
into one of those chain-link barriers
that they put around construction sites.
But... it turns out he's pushed him into a gate,
and it isn't locked,
and it opens up, and the doctor falls 50 feet
into a concrete pit.
Wow.
So did he call the police?
Yup. Public phone.
Didn't give his name.
Hung around across the street
long enough to see the ambulance show up
and take the body away.
So what do you want us to do?
Well, I need the two of you
to dig up whatever and whoever
might have witnessed this altercation
between Mr. Zbyszek and the doctor
at a restaurant called
Farfallah on 30th and 11th.
And the doctor's name is Floyd Weber.
Sounds like we're taking this case.
I am leaning that way.
Why is that?
Guy's already confessed to you.
Doesn't sound like there's a lot to do.
Certainly sounds like he's guilty.
I know. That's the thing.
Uh, what's the thing?
I don't think he is.
*BULL* Season 04 Episode 07
*BULL* Episode Title : "Doctor Killer"
I spent a very long night last night.
Lots of thinking. Lots of soul-searching.
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