The Doctor
Well, don’t make it any longer. I want some sleep myself. Anybody would think I haven’t a thing to do but take care of Tony.
Joe
We know you’re a busy baby, Doc.
The Doctor
Busy is right. [Very expansive.] To-morrow, now, I’ve got two confinements I’m watching and an appendicitis, all up on the St. Helena road. Then, just the other side of town, I’ve got the most beautiful tumour you could hope to see, And the sheriff’s wife! Operated her yesterday. Gallstones. Gallstones? They were cobblestones. I never saw such a case! And then, with my regular practice and my own scientific researches to keep up with things.
Tony
Corpo Dio, goddam, Doc; don’ be tellin’ me no more ’bout who is sick and w’at he’s sick for! I’m sick playnta myself, an’ I got playnta trouble here. You go outside an’ leave me for talk with Joe.
The Doctor
All right, but I won’t have any more nonsense when I come back. [He goes; to Joe on the porch:] I
