St. Elsewhere

Oops.

Bad hands.

Sorry about that.

Victor, where have you been?

I hung up waiting for the bus.

Hey, babe.

Kalostone.

Kalostone.

There is my Victor.

Uncle Nikos.

Let's do that Greek thing.

Whoop-pa!

Whoop-pa!

Here is Grandma.

Hey, Grandma.

Ooh.

The tricks you can turn with the color black.

May we begin the rehearsal?

Yes.

First, the betrothal and exchange of rings.

Where is the best man?

A dog will be flying in today from the Bay Area.

Victor, I hope his bark is better than his bite.

Get it?

Following the betrothal, we proceed to the crux of the ceremony.

Crowning.

To be queen of the hop, I'll be the Duke of Earl.

General.

Through these crowns, the marriage is sealed and consummated.

I will say specific prayers and two readings will be offered.

Then, you will share the drinking of the common cup, signifying mutually shared

joys and sorrows, happiness and misfortunes.

This will be followed by the ceremonial walk and removal of the crowns.

Do not forget confeta.

Maybe we should just throw rice.

Victor.

I'm sorry.

That's it.

Where you two love-dove spend honeymoon, huh?

Sweet, at the Four Seasons.

Yeah, the pump room.

Victor, you finally make my Lucy an honest woman.

Well?

After tomorrow night, we'll hang the sheets over the balcony so all the

descendants of Sifnos will see the honor of the Papandrao family.

Oh, I've got to run.

I'm working the night shift.

Bye-bye.

I'll walk you out.

Take the tea.

Fewer surprises.

Okay.

Well, pretty soon we'll be man and wife.

Man and wife.

Oh, don't forget the honeymoon supplies.

How many C batteries does that baby handle?

Damn.

Who is this?

No, there's no Mrs. Craig living here, Budwood.

Look, buddy, I told you...

Who?

Oh, sorry.

No, no, I was waiting for your call.

The patient is ready to be examined tomorrow.

I'll meet you in the research lab.

Bye.

This is the last of it.

Why, it's a little crowded.

Where are the kids?

Right behind me.

Maybe not.

I gotta go move the car keys.

Uh, somewhere.

Oh, on the table.

Help your mom.

Mom, you have to stay in this dump.

This is not a dump, young lady.

And hopefully not very long.

Then why are you unpacking?

Because it makes me feel settled.

I can't wait to go back to the old apartment.

Bang!

Bang!

Stop it!

Both of you.

First I have to tell my friends I'm moving to Seattle, and then I'm back in Boston in some fleabag motel.

It's embarrassing.

Mom, can we go swimming?

Honey, it's too cold, and besides, the pool doesn't look clean.

I warned you about talking with strangers.

Bang!

Can we?

Ask Jack.

Ask me what?

Swimming.

This creep next door wanted to know where the action is.

Big deal.

Can we?

And then, Mom, I need a quarter.

Less candy, fewer cavities.

For magic fingers.

No.

Heat it here.

Come on, let's go check out the pool.

Yeah.

I missed you all.

It's great to be back together again.

Come on, Jack.

Family.

Great job.

Sorry you're back.

And neurosurgery.

How's the caseload?

Insurmountable.

You're going to need a replacement.

We're going to keep you here a while.

A little closer exam.

You know, for a hospital that barely survived the wreckers, but all the old stomping ground looks all spruced up.

They're spending money it would have taken us years to raise.

And the new administration?

Let's see on top, underneath, about as tight as your lumbar.

All sizzled, if no mistake, huh?

Yeah, last week we had to take an AIDS baby over to Bernheimer, you see?

And we only had the facilities.

Judge, we need the clinic here.

Still riding the white horse, huh?

Get you admitted.

Ehrlich says he doesn't want a bachelor party.

Well, after a lousy first marriage, who can blame him?

This is hopeless.

I look in the mirror, I see Carl Reiner.

My PA training has taught me there's more to life than a full head of hair.

Clean taco, for instance.

Excuse me?

Can I help you?

I'm here to check in for surgery.

Dr. Kim, I'm taking off some of this.

You have medical insurance?

Sure.

Well, then you've come to the right hospital.

The meeting's just around the corner.

I can't fit through the front door.

I'll page Dr. Kim.

Your name?

Barry House.

Case of the sprint, so fierce I had to replace my charcoal-filtered boxes.

Grab a chair.

Or a couch.

That's gross.

Nope.

Here's Murray Gross, kidney stones.

Mr. Gross?

Right here.

Excuse me.

What?

Ugh!

Are you OK?

I need a little help getting up.

Alright then.

On three.

One, two...

One, two...

Any ideas?

A four clip?

I love what they're doing in the lobby.

What's next, a casino?

Boy, this is great.

First you put in your card.

I don't know, I prefer check writing myself, hands on.

Then you punch in your secret code.

Come on, Elliot, I'm not looking.

And then, whammo, cash in return.

Now this is a machine.

Completing rounds.

Kiem again.

Auschlander still convalescing, Westphall's all bogged down, and Craig's

wrapped up in his artificial heart, figuratively.

Since Mrs. Craig left, literally.

See you later, Elliot.

Bye-bye.

Dr. McPherson, Dr. Brian McPherson, pediatric... Thanks for the ride in, Elliot.

You weren't awake.

I thought I'd let you sleep.

I needed my Zs because you snored all night.

No!

Take my word on it.

A nasal aberration, a singularly clogged sinus.

As soon as I can find a place, I'm moving out.

We were just starting to get to know each other, you know, like a real bonding...

You know, I knew it was a mistake when you started labeling stuff in the fridge, yours and mine.

Damn, 20 bucks short.

Wait, wait.

Sorry.

Sorry, buddy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

This is quite a facility, Werner.

Echimena.

Echimena gets their money's worth.

This is only temporary.

Shouldn't be long before we move R&D to our new labs at St. Eligius.