The doctor's ready to skip out of town.

Not here.

Or did he chicken out as usual?

It'll probably take a month or so.

Of course not.

Of course not.

Not out here.

Oh, I'm afraid not.

Well, not in those words, no.

But not having the proper medicine.

Better fetch a towel or that man's gonna have an awful hairy forehead.

I assure you, Mr. Drysdale is not dead.

Mr. Drysdale is not one to chicken out.

No, no, please, no more medicine, especially not today.

Well, not after it's been in the ground overnight, no.

Not if I make you one of my hair-growing poultices.

And you are not allowed to practice medicine here in Beverly Hills.

Well, I'm afraid there's not... Granny, Granny, Mr. Drysdale has something very important to discuss with you.

But there isn't going to be a... I believe the medical crisis can't wait, not even for one hour.

Well, he commenced a mean mouth on me, and I said, now hold on there, if that's the way you're gonna be, we won't take your money or your ticket.