 The story of Dr. Kildare. Whatsoever house I enter, there will I go for the benefit of the sick. Whatsoever things I see or hear concerning the life of men, I will keep silence there on, counting such things to be held as sacred trust. I will exercise my art solely for the cure of my life. The story of Dr. Kildare, starring Lou Ayers and Lionel Barrymore. Metro-Goldwyn-Mare brought you those famous motion pictures. Now this exciting, high-warming series is heard on radio. In just a moment, the story of Dr. Kildare. But first, your announcer. I'll open your mouth wide. Wider, Dr. Gillespie, a little bit wider. Come, just found it, Jimmy. What do you think I am, an alligator? No, I just think you're a human being who needs a regular check-up just like any other human being. Check-up? Well, I never felt better in my life. I told you he'd act just like a baby, Dr. Kildare. Oh, is that so? Yes, that's so. How do you expect me to act with him poking me and you standing there like a vulture? Well, if your health is as good as it seems to be, there's no harm in having it verified. And draw the blind, will you, Parker? Well, now what are you going to do? Just have a look at your eyes, turn out the overhead lights, Parker. And just you keep looking straight ahead of you. I know where to look. I was doing this before you were born. You were doing it before Abraham Lincoln was born. Well, you ought to know, Parker, you were there. Oh, why? Please, Dr. Gillespie, just be still for a moment. Now, roll your eyes to the left. Stay that way. Well, Jimmy, what is it? Just eye strain, probably. All right, Parker, lights on, open the blind again. Oh, don't be mysterious, Jimmy. You found something? Tell me about it. Have you been straining your eyes or doing any special work away from the hospital? Well, yes, just a little. Well, now don't you be mysterious. All right, Jimmy, all right. I have been preparing the paper. On what? Well, a new method of establishing infallible controls in the use of antibiotics. If I'm right, it'll eliminate all guesswork with any reasonable number of test cases. But you've been working on that on and off for years. I know, I know, I know. But for the past few weeks, I've been working on them every night. Oh, why the sudden rush to finish? Jimmy, I have been invited to read my findings at the International Scientist Assembly at the Warren Hotel next week. Why, Dr. Gillespie, that's wonderful. It's just wonderful, recognition by the international. Yes, why did you keep it to yourself? I kept it to myself so as I wouldn't have you fluttering around me like a headhunter and a cannibal picnic. Well, international. I knew it. I always knew they'd recognize your work sooner or later. This puts you in line for the Henderson Award, the highest honor in science. Now, hold your horses, Jimmy. Hold your horses. I am not the only one who will be reporting to the assembly. They pick three men every year. I know. One of the others may make a contribution much more important than mine. My money rides on you. Yes, and mine too. They'd have to be crazy to pick anybody else. Well, thank you, Parker. Thank you. Jimmy, well, are you finished poking into me? What about my eyes? Oh, just simple eye-rises. Well, then why were you looking at me like Calamity Jane when you finished examining them? Well, because I didn't know the work strain you've been under. It simplifies the diagnosis. Well, what would your diagnosis have been if I hadn't told you about the paper? Oh, why? Well, I'm afraid it might be glaucoma. Glaucoma? Well, nothing to get excited about. You know the symptoms are similar to eye-rises. The symptoms may be similar, but the diseases aren't. Glaucoma is a mighty serious thing. Well, all your eyes need is a little rest. What else are you prescribing, Jimmy? Nothing. No, mydriatic? Not even atropine? Not necessary. It's a mild case. Jimmy, mydriatic is usually prescribed for eye-rises, but it would be very harmful in the case of glaucoma. Is that why you want prescribing? Oh, I knew it. I knew it. You know what? I knew you'd say that you're a regular hypochondriac. Oh, is that so? That is so, yes. Don't I have a right to know what's wrong with me? Oh, you just forget all about glaucoma, Dr. G. Just concentrate on your dictation to Diana. We're pulling for you to bring home that Henderson Award. What's on your mind? Parker, is something wrong? Well, Dr. Kildare, it's that horrible suit. Huh? No, no, no, no, not your suit. Here's Dr. Gillespie. Oh, well, oh, what about it? Well, of course, you'll be in a man you'd never notice it. But he's been wearing that same suit for the past ten years, day in and day out. Well, I admit he isn't exactly a fashion plate, but that's not a serious ailment. He'll never win the Henderson Award in that suit, mark my word. Now, you've got to make him buy a new one, and that's all there is to it. I'm afraid there's much more to it. Getting Dr. Gillespie to go shopping is something like getting him to walk barefoot over hot coals. He'll fight every inch of the way. Besides, the award will depend on his paper, not the crease in his pants. Well, just the same. He looks like an unmade bed. And you know what they say, clothes make the man. Yeah, well, if we're going to get him into a new suit, he'll have to think it's his own idea. Oh, how are you going to do that? Well, maybe I have a plan. What is it? Mm-hmm. Psychological approach. With the help of my new patient in room 412. That fringe girl, that Susan DeChampse? Why not, Parker? She's a female Adam Baum. That's why not. Well, remember, Parker, if we're going to get Dr. Gillespie into new duds, we only have five days. Drastic measures are prescribed, and psychologically, Susan de Champse is the prescription. Prescription? You'd better put poison on the bottle. No, no, no, no, Parker. 50 million Frenchmen can't be wrong. You just asked Dr. Gillespie to join me in room 412. Civil play? All right. But more work and less civil play would be a lot safer. Problem, Susan. Will you help? But, of course, Dr. Kildee. Good, good. Such a charming man there to pass away beside. There he is. Come in. Parker said you wanted to see me, Jimmy. Well, is this your little patient? Susan de Champse, Dr. Gillespie. Oh, such a great pleasure, Dr. Gillespie. Oh, pleasure is all mine. He has a need. What's wrong with this little lady, Jimmy? Oh, just a simple sprain of the knee. Nothing really. Do you think a sprain could have serious complication? Oh, a sprain might have mighty serious complication. Oh, doctor. Don't worry now, young lady. We'll take care of that. You know, I'm really pressed with other patients, Dr. Gillespie. I thought I'd turn Susan's case over to somebody else on the staff. Now, would you suggest anyone? Well, somebody common, of course. Yes, that's what I... If you're really busy, you are busy. Oh, I know that. Excuse my asking you that. I might take it over for you. Oh, I'm so glad you said that, because there's a serious problem here that really needs clearing up. Oh, Susan is great furl to be left in the care of. Well... Sasha distinguished my... All right, Jimmy, you run along. Yes, sir. Well, my boy. Miss Susan will be perfectly safe in my hands. I'm sure everything will work out just fine. Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye. Well, Parker, what are you doing on this board? Oh, have you left him alone there with her? Yes, and the plan is working like a charm. She'll make him conscious of that old suit in no time. Patient this morning. Oh, I am fine, Dr. Gillespie. I better have a look at you, just to make sure... Oh, no, no. Let me look at you. Stand there just as you are. Oh, Sasha, man. Sasha physique. It is too bad. What's too bad? You do not have greater care for yourself. You look so fine in some ways and so poorly in others. Poorly? Who looks poorly? I've never been better shape in my life. But this shape is so hard to see as you are. Come, look in the mirror, Dr. Gillespie. Docs, I know what I look like. And you are not concerned. You do not care. Should I be concerned? Wait. Wait a minute. Has Kildare said anything to you about me? Oh, he is so devoted to you. He could not come right out and say that... You mean, uh, is that bad? But of course. You have just let everything go. And now look at the condition you are in. The bagginess, the fading color from too much use. Can you not see? So that's it. And Kildare wouldn't come right out and tell me. I knew he was pussy-footing around. I knew it. Fred, he said you would be very difficult if he told you. Difficult? Yeah. I'm a doctor myself. Why didn't he tell me I was suffering from glaucoma? Glaucoma? That's the American word for looking as you do. Well, what did you think it was? Are I right as...? I'm afraid, Susanne is confused. Well, I'm not. Not anymore. I'm afraid of Dr. Kildare in just a moment. Dr. Kildare and Lionel Baramore as Dr. Gillespie. Hello, Parker. Oh, good morning, Dr. Kildare. Dr. Gillespie left a message. Wanted to see me, isn't he here? Yes, he's in the examination room. With a patient? Yeah. Who? Himself. Himself? Himself, taking his tongue out, examining his eyes in the mirror, trying to convince himself he's got glaucoma. Glaucoma? Again? I better straighten them out before you... Oh, good morning, Dr. Gillespie. Well, you're looking bright and chipper this morning. Yes, isn't he? He brightens up my whole day. Ah, why don't you go and watch yourself out of here? What? Recently around here. Girl. Girl! You haven't been a girl since Betsy Ross took up sewing. Oh! Say, Jimmy, why didn't you tell me I have glaucoma? Oh, because you haven't. Ah, don't tell me. I know what's been going on around here. Even Susan commented about the bagginess of rotten my eyes and the fading color. Oh, so that's it. Well, what's funny about that, Jimmy? Oh, Betsy wasn't talking about your eyes. She was talking about your suit. My suit? Of course. Bagginess of the trousers, the fading color from constant wear. Constant wear. How much is it worn? I only bought it, uh... Oh, it was, uh... 10 years ago? Ah, doggone. Jimmy, it's a good suit. There's another 10 years wearing it. Feel this weave. Oh, sure. It's a fine suit. Why, who'd ever notice this mark here by the lapel? Oh, it only got scorched a little once when that Bunsen burner in the lab flared up unexpectedly. I know, I know. And this hole here near the jacket pocket. Why, you can barely see it. Well, just a little. Some acid I spilled there a few months ago. It can be re-woven someday. Of course it can. Susan ought to know that. Susan? What's she got to do with it? You know how women are. She's probably been trying to get you to buy a new suit. What would I do with it? Wear it over this one? Oh, don't be angry with her. Susan's spoiled. That's all. She's used to the continental gentleman. Continental gentleman, huh? After all, I suppose it should be considered flattering. Well, what's flattering about having a good suit criticized? Woman doesn't generally make comments about a gentleman's dress unless she's interested. Well... Of course, I know you wouldn't let that influence you. Of course I wouldn't. Good. Neither would I. And for all my own suit is a little... shine to it from where, but who cares? Jimmy, that's not the proper attitude. Oh, why? Appearance is a very important thing. Oh, true, true, but this suit is perfectly good. No, no, Jimmy, don't argue with me. You need a new suit. I guess I should set the example for you there. I'll go shopping with you and buy a new one myself. Well, if you really think we should. But... Jimmy, I know what's best for you. Always have. Come on. Here we are, gentlemen. This is a new line, very fine quality. I'm certain we'll find the proper sizes on this rack. Would you like them, Dr. Gillespie? How about this blue with the pinstripe? Too loud? Too loud? It looks like the kind of thing you'd wear to a seance. Haven't you got anything with a little more zip to it? Well, we have some new greys, pearl greys. No, I'm afraid they'd be a little bit too... A little too what? Let's see them. Over here, sir. Here they are with the powder blues and the canary yellows. They aren't very conservative, Dr. Gillespie. Jimmy, don't be an old man before your time. What are those suits over there? That's the past, that partition. That, sir, is the collage shop. With each suit you get a free ukulele, Junior. Well, there's no harm in looking. Oh, hello, Parker. Where's Dr. Gillespie? Where would he be? Well, don't fret, Parker. Susan leaves the hospital today and victory is ours. See this box? Yeah, that's what's in it. Dr. Gillespie's new duds, the raiment he will don for the meeting at the International Assembly when he wins the Henderson Award tomorrow night. I picked him up this morning when the alterations were completed. Look, he did, Parker, of his own free will. Then you take it from me, Dr. Kildare, that Susan, the chance isn't leaving this hospital one day too soon. Parker, fortunately for our plan, Dr. Gillespie has never asked Susan how she injured her knee. When and if he ever finds out, we'd better go and hide. My knee, it looks as good as new, no? Yeah, sure, it looks fine. And I owe it all to you, Dr. Gillespie. Merci beaucoup. Well, you're welcome. Yes, sir, you're welcome. I'll have to keep an eye on you, you know, after you leave here. See that you have no more accidents. Oh, this time I would be careful of the train. Oh, so that's how it happened. You were hit by a train. Hit by a train? Oh, no, I tripped over the train. How did you trip over a train? Oh, not the train that makes shoo-shoo. I mean the train that pulls after me. The long train on my wedding gown. Wedding gown? Oui, I cash my heel while we are rehearsing for the wedding. Andre and me. So we postpone until tomorrow. You will come to the wedding, no? No. I have another engagement. I'm going to a prize fight. A prize fight? Who is fighting? Kildare and me. Take it easy, Dr. G, take it easy. Take it easy, take it easy. Why, I order up all the low. Well, it looks like you found out about the train, which means that you missed the boat, Romeo. Romeo. What are you talking about? I don't even know what you mean. Oh, you know what I mean, all right. But you just won't admit it, otherwise you wouldn't have come in here screaming and yelling. I'm not screaming and yelling. I just want to know why my office is littered up with all this junk. Junk? What junk all we have here? The new clothes you ordered. I ordered? Jimmy Kildare, you high pressured me into buying every single thing there. You and this female Lucretia Borgia with the snooping and plotting. I was not snooping and plotting. I just told Dr. Kildare that he had to get you and do a new suit for the assembly tomorrow night if you ever expected to win the Henderson Award. Well, I might have known it was your idea. Parker, now I got news for you. I won't wear the dog-gone thing. Oh, yes, you will. It really looks good on you, Dr. Gillespie. I won't wear it. I'll tell you. Now, you listen to me. This is one time you're not going to tell anybody. If you go before that assembly wearing that potato sack you got on. Potato sack? Jimmy, do you think she would do a thing like that? Parker's a very determined woman at times. She's an old witch. That's what she is. I don't know. There's no way you can stop her. Well, I don't care what she does. I'm not going to wear that suit. Okay, okay. Just the same. You better try it on. You too, Brutus. Come on, Caesar. It won't hurt a bit. Dr. Gillespie. Oh, you were fine. It was a wonderful paper. And you looked good, too. The award committee is coming back to the platform. You'll be selected, I'm sure. Ah, Jimmy. No, I won't. There's the winner. That little man over there. Dr. Blanker from the Copenhagen Institute of Denmark. My great scientist, Jimmy, you heard his paper. His classification of viruses is invaluable to mankind. The award announcement. It is my privilege to announce the winner of the Henderson Award for this year. Stop being sorry and beat your hands together. There's a great man going up on that platform, Jimmy. Start over again, Parker. Start on something new that may win the award next year, or the year after. The year after that. Dr. Gillespie may lose, but he'll never quit. We will return to the story of Dr. Kildare. Come in, come in. Don't you have their starting on a new project already? Well, it's something I've been meaning to get at for some time now. I suppose you noticed he's wearing that old potato sack again. Don't call this suit a potato sack. Don't call that potato sack a suit. You should be wearing your new suit, Dr. Gillespie. A new suit? Feels more like a straight jacket. Oh, and you, it looks good. Here's the morning paper. Picture the assembly and Dr. Blanker and his one of you right on the front page. Picture me? Oh, say, you look real nice. Real nice. What does it say, Jimmy? Well, it says, uh, Dr. Blanker, winner of the Henderson... No, no, where's the part about you? Oh, here. Dr. Leonard Gillespie, who received an ovation for his paper on antibiotics, was given a special citation by the committee after the meeting ended. He was... Oh, no. Well, he was what? Go on, go on, Jimmy. Go on, go on. Best dressed doctor at the assembly. Best dressed? I gotta go to the wards right away. Okay, you come back here. You'll need a jet plane to catch you today. Best dressed. If only the committee could get another look at you now. It was. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. In my potato sack. Yeah. Original music was composed and conducted by Walter Schumann. Supporting cast included Virginia Gregg and Diamond and Junius Matthews. Dick Joy speaking.