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— Full house. — Three ofa kind, all bad.

|can‘t ﬁnd anything.

I‘ve got a pancreatic injury here. Anything outside the skull, I‘m dead.

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| hopeyou can. I‘m giving it to Pierce.

|fyou want to operate now, be my guest. | get the same pay whether| work or not.

You heard him, sir.

Only on duty, sir.

Writing my patients back home. I keep in touch with each and every one ofthem.

— That‘s a pretty bigjob, isn‘t it? — Not really.

— Listen, Pierce—— — Knock it off! This can‘t continue.

Either take the case yourself orjoin me at 3:00.

He can‘t! It‘s against regulations.

Everybody who‘s sane is, sir.

| send them a form letter.

Oh, hiya, General. What are you doing, marching in your sleep?

In case you haven‘t read the papers, there‘s a war on.

Honey, I got us some real beauties.