Dr. Kildare's Wedding Day

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A week from tomorrow, at last!

The longest worm finally turns.

Formally Sullivan's saloon, now Michael Ryan's cafe,

office at the hospital. Michael Ryan himself speaking.

Who? Ah, Dr. R.D. Harding!

Why didn't you say so in the first place?

I'll be over before you can say "Jack Robinson."

Clancy! Come in here!

I gotta run over to the hospital on important business.

That's mine, Vernon.

It's just the right size for a honeymoon.

Take it down, please.

Dr. R.D. Harding,

report at once to the fourth floor.

Dr. R.D. Harding...

Uh, you'll have to excuse me, miss Byrd.

Get the trunk down first.

I, uh... I can't.

I... i feel a little sick. I think I'll go home and see a doctor.

Go home?

Why, this is a hospital. It's full of doctors.

Yeah, I know, but...

This doctor at my house owes me a little money,

so I think I'll just let him work it out.

Take down that trunk!

You know, Mary, at your wedding

I'm going to forget that I'm the superintendent of nurses

and take one drink,

and I'll need all the next day to get rid of my hangover.

After one drink, an all-day hangover...

I wish I could buy that kind of whiskey.

Whoa ohh ohh!

Oh, for heaven's sake, what are you doing?

Oh, I always get down that way when I'm in a hurry.

What's the matter with him?

There's something wrong.

What's come over everybody lately?

You too, Mary.

Well, Molly, ever since we actually set the date,

I find myself wondering if marrying Jimmy's the right thing to do.

Oh, don't be silly.

You run along now and get into your street clothes

or you'll miss your own wedding rehearsal.

Everybody expects such great things of him.

It would be terrible if getting married could handicap his career.

Marriage helps a man's career.

And what's more, Jimmy Kildare's meant for you,

and you for him.

Why, I'm surprised at you, Mary.

It's the man that's supposed to get panicky just before the wedding.

That's why they throw stag parties the night before,

so as to sort of float him into matrimony.

Well, Jimmy and I can't call it off...

We're only the bride and groom.

The important figure at this wedding is the man who's going to give the bride away.

My hat!

Walter, you're not only the head of this hospital,

but you're also just about the snappiest dresser I know.

How do I look? Leonard,

I guess the best word that describes you

is, um... Is "different."

My chair! Come on!

Parker, you like this outfit, don't you?

You're actually going to wear that masquerade outfit

to give the bride away?

Miss Parker, I paid $125 for this outfit.

When?

Oh, a while ago.

What's the date inside the coat?

1899.

Conover... You like this, don't you?

I got a cousin's got an outfit exactly like that,

and he's a very high-class undertaker.

Hello?

Dr. R.D. Harding?

But this is Dr. Gillespie's office.

Harding? Dr. Harding?

It was a mistake. Wrong office.

Hey! Where are you going?

I've got to see a man.

Harding? Harding? That's odd.

What's odd about it?

Dr. Harding... I heard his name on the loudspeaker

as I came down the hall, and only yesterday,

my secretary had a message about Dr. Harding

and she disappeared for an hour.

Say, what's going on in this hospital?

Well, why don't you call Dr. Harding in

and find out?

Well, that's just the point:

There's isn't any Dr. Harding connected to the hospital.

Conover! Yes, sir?

Do you know anything about this mysterious Dr. Harding?

Who, me?

Ohh, look at that picture of innocence.

Get out of here!

Leonard, I know it's after hours,

but I came here to ask you a favor.

I knew that the minute you came in.

There's a patient outside... a Mrs. Worth.

Oh, yes, yes, I remember.

You sent her to me, and I turned her over to Kildare.

Yes, Kildare sent me this note:

"If you want to tell Mrs. Worth the truth,

"her case is hopeless.

She'll never be able to have a child. Kildare."

Have you told her yet? No.

She says that Kildare didn't even give her

a complete checkup.

Wait, wait, wait a minute now. Wait a minute.

I'm familiar with that case.

Will you let me talk to her as the situation warrants?

Certainly... I'll bring her in.

Hold on, hold on now!

She'll have to wait till Kildare gets back.

She's his patient, you know.

Yes, of course.

That'll give you time to change.

Well, go ahead! Laugh if you want to!

You may not know it, but this is the correct attire

for a well-dressed gentleman.

Thanks for telling me.

Well, I wanted to see how I looked in my wedding clothes, too.

Very beautiful, Jimmy.

As a matter of fact, we're both beautiful.

Yes, yes, yes!

To be sure, to be sure.

Oh! I hate to be a killjoy, Jimmy,

but Dr. Carew's got your Mrs. Worth out there waiting for you.

Uh-oh.

Conover!

Conover!

All right, you may sit up now.

Thank you.

Well, Mrs. Worth, we've now examined you

with practically every instrument known to medical science,

except perhaps a shoehorn.

Dr. Gillespie, you understand that

Mrs. Worth was warned 5 years ago by a physician

about the use of alcohol.

Oh, yes, and I haven't had too much to drink since then.

You mean you never have enough to make you drunk.

Not once.

Never drunk... you just drink enough every day

to keep your brain and your body steeped in poison,

so that year after year,

it's been eating away at your muscles,

your nerves, and your reflexes,

until now, at last, when you really want to have a child,

it's impossible.

No.

But this is too cruel.

It's too dreadful.

I'll stop drinking.

I promise you, I shall never take another drink again as long as I live.

Mrs. Worth, you had your warning 5 years ago,

and now it's too late.

That's what I told Dr. Carew this morning.

But... I'm sorry.

Parker.

Parker, let Mrs. Worth lie down

for a few minutes.

A man can only destroy his own life.

A woman can destroy the god-given generation

that might make her life complete.

Oh, I'm sorry.

And I think you're going to be sorrier.

I've just been looking for you. Oh?

Do you know any Dr. Harding in this institution?

Harding? No. As a matter of fact...

Of course you don't, because there isn't any Dr. Harding here.

I know that.

His name is being used as a secret signal.

Signal? For what?

For some mysterious meetings

that are being held in this hospital.

Who? What about? Orderlies, nurses,

everybody... and nobody will admit they know anything about it.

Hmm.

It's very simple:

You find out what it is, and report to me.

Sure.

Who is it?

It's me... Leo Cobb.

Hey, you... Leo Cobb. Why haven't you been to our meetings?

I had a couple of days off, and I went to...

Oh, we don't want to hear your life history.

Tell him, Mike.

We're collecting money to give Dr. Kildare a wedding present.

Well, what's so secret about... shh!

Hospital regulations,

"no soliciting or collecting of funds

for any purpose whatsoever."

Give me $2.00.

Honestly, I'd love to, but I'm a little short this week.

All right, then I'll lend you $2.00,

and if you don't pay it back to me by Saturday,

I can take it out of your hide. All right.

Now give it back to me.