 The story of Dr. Kildare. Where will I go for the benefit of the sink? And whatsoever things I see or hear concerning the life of men, I will keep silence thereon. Counting such things to be held as sacred trusts, I will exercise my heart solely for the... The story of Dr. Kildare, starring Lou Ayres and Lionel Barrymore. Metro-Goldwyn-Mare brought you those famous motion pictures. Now this exciting heartwarming series is heard on radio. In just a moment, the story of Dr. Kildare. But first, your announcer. Of Dr. Kildare, starring Lou Ayres as Dr. Kildare and Lionel Barrymore as Dr. Gillespie. Blair General Hospital. One of the great citadels of American medicine. A clump of gray-white buildings planted deep in the heart of New York. The nerve center of medical progress. Were great minds and skilled hands wage man's everlasting battle against death and disease. Blair General Hospital. Where life begins, where life ends, where life goes on. Right up to the back teeth, just plain downright bored. Well, now that's just too bad, Dr. Gillespie. You can't have excitement all the time, so you might just as well relax and enjoy it. Enjoy being bored? Parker, according to Schopenhauer, the most general survey shows us that the two foes of human happiness are pain and boredom. That's very interesting, Dr. Gillespie. And who is Schopenhauer? Parker, you are an idiot. Well, I can't remember every doctor who comes into this hospital. I could hold a more intelligent conversation with an anthropoid ape. I beg your pardon, Dr. Gillespie. Well, come in, Pythicanthropus erectus. Don't follow your doctor, sir, I mean. Never mind, Wayman. What do you want? Well, I was looking for Dr. Kildare. They told me to bring him to see a lab report, and I thought to... Lab report? Oh, here. Let me see it. Yes, sir. Hey, Parker, do you recall any patient of Kildare's named Barbara Lane? I know, Dr. Gillespie. Hey, that's the name I bring in about noon. Emergency call from a hotel a couple of blocks down the street. She had an overdose of sleeping pills. That's a very interesting report. Was she unconscious, Wayman? Sure. How cold. Limp is your wet noodle. We found a half a bottle of pills in her room. Dr. Kearing was the intern. Remarkable. Now, how in the world could... Oh, Kildare, come in, come in, come in. I've got something here to show you. What's up? Hey, hey, hey. Might as well look at this. It's for you. No. What's the lab report on Miss Lane? Young Kearing asked me to check her over, but I haven't had time yet. She's an emergency case. Cute barbatol poisoning from an overdose. From an overdose of what? Concentration in bloodstream, three parts. Wayman, I understand you, but Kearing found this girl in a state of coma. Coma? Limp is a wet noodle. Oh, well, yes, she was. Why, that concentration is no more than she'd have from taking one tablet. One tablet, Doc. I'm telling you, the bottle was half in. Nevertheless, this girl hasn't taken more than one or maybe two tablets. So why was she in a state of coma? Of course, there could be an idiosyncrasy to barbatol. No, it could be, but the odds are against it. You know, Jimmy, this Lane girl may have deliberately faked a case of barbatol poisoning. But why? She went through some pretty rough treatment when she was brought in here. Stomach pumped, mags solved for federal shots. She couldn't have enjoyed it. No, no, no, but she might put up with it if she had a reason. What reason? I don't know yet. Maybe you'd better have a talk with it, Jimmy. I'm going to. Dr. Kildare, don't you pay any attention to him. He's just trying to stir up excitement because he's bored, he said, sir. Parker, I can only think of one reason when I go on putting up with you. The fact that youth does breed a habit in a man. Oh, you and your... Schopenhauer. You know, when you come right down to it, Miss Lane, we don't know very much about you. No, I suppose you don't, Dr. Kildare. The hotel clerk said you registered the day before yesterday from Chicago. That's all he knows about you, except that one of the maids found you unconscious in your room around noon today. Yes, that's right. I can't really understand what happened. Don't you have any relatives or friends here whom you'd like us to notify? No, no, I don't know anyone in New York. I just got in a couple of days ago. I came here to look for work. Without any luggage? Well, it's checked at Penn Station. Where's the baggage check? Well, it's in my purse. I guess it is. The nurse says there was nothing in your purse but some money and a lipstick. Well, then I must have lost it somewhere. Why do you keep asking me questions? I don't have to answer you. I haven't done anything. You don't have any right to persecute me like this. I didn't ask to be brought here. I don't have to tell you anything. I haven't done anything to be treated this way. Miss Lane, stop it. It's all right. I'm sorry too. I guess I wasn't very tactful. It's just that I'm... I'm nervous and jumpy. After effects, I guess. After effects of what? Of all those sleeping pills, of course. How many would you say, Miss Lane? Well, I don't know. A whole lot, I guess. I don't know. As a matter of fact, didn't you only take one? I don't remember. What's the last thing you can remember before you were brought here? Well, I... I couldn't sleep all night. I was upset. And this morning, I decided to take a sleeping pill. And the next thing, I woke up here in the hospital. Well, I guess that's all. How do you feel now? I feel all right, I guess. Good. Sure you don't want us to notify your family? I don't have any. My parents are both dead. I see. Bring for the nurse if you want anything. Dr. Kildare. What, uh... What are you planning to do with me? In view of the circumstances, we'll keep you here tonight for observation. If you still feel all right tomorrow, you'll be discharged. Is that okay with you? Why? Of course. Sure, it's okay. Why not? I can't understand Miss Lane's attitude, Dr. Gillespie. She flies apart at the slightest pressure. That girl's up to something, Jimmy. Although she has been, and she's afraid she'll give herself away. Maybe so. And I still don't know any more about it than I did before I talked to her. Doesn't make any sense, any way you look at it. Confounded, Jimmy. Ordinarily, I don't pay much attention to punches. But there's something about this case that keeps nagging at the corner of my brain. Excuse me, Dr. Gillespie. But... What is it, nosy? I am not, and I... Oh, there's a Mr. Lane here to see you. Lane? Lane. That's the girl's name. Send him in, Barger. You may go in, Mr. Lane. She told me she didn't have any family. Good afternoon, gentlemen. Good afternoon. Sit down, Mr. Lane. Sit down. Now, what can we do for you? I came here to see my daughter Barbara, gentlemen. They told me downstairs that I'd better talk with you first. She is here, isn't she? Yes, she's here, Mr. Lane. Do you know of the circumstances of the case? Yes. My agents had traced her to the hotel last night, and when I went there to get her this afternoon, the clerk told me what had happened. You see, gentlemen, my daughter ran away from home a week ago. Do you have any idea why she decided to come here to New York? Come to New York? She was in New York. I have an apartment at 271 Park Avenue. Well, your daughter seems to be quite an active imagination, Mr. Lane. Well, I must confess that I... I don't understand that, girl, gentlemen. This isn't the first time she's run away, you know, and yet I've given her everything money can buy. Oh, by the way, this package, some clothes and things for Barbara, is it all right if I take them to her? Oh, sure, sure, sure, sure. Parker! Yes, Dr. Gillespie? Show Mr. Lane up to 512, Parker. Of course. She'll come with me, sir. Thank you. Good afternoon, gentlemen. Yes. And I'm sorry for all the trouble my daughter has caused. No trouble at all. Goodbye. Well, there goes the end of a good hunch. Jimmy, I'm not so sure. The girl found out her father had located her. She knew she was in for it, so she staged this act for sympathy. Seems to fit. Yes, but there's one thing that doesn't fit. That aren't your mind. And Jimmy, I've still got that hunch. Well, just... Dr. Gillespie, sir, I thought you wanted me to get right up here and tell you what I found out. Well, then why didn't you? It must be nearly midnight. No, sir, it's only about 10 o'clock, sir. Wayman, don't start an argument. Yes, sir. No, sir. Confounded, I won't kill there. Well, Sally's already calling him on the public address. Now, Wayman, get out of here. Come on. Sorry, Miss Parker. Jeepers, just let me get out of here. Dr. Gillespie, I was just going up to the ward room to have tea and sandwiches with the girls. And if you want something, you can just wait. I won't do it. Well, so it's mutiny, isn't it? Well, I certainly don't see any reason why once in a while I can't... I'll kill there. Come in, come in, come in. Well, I'll be back later, Dr. Gillespie. Parker, don't you leave this office. You can lift your pinky some other night. Horrible man. I understand you've been looking for me. What's up? It's about that Lane girl, Jimmy. Have you talked to her again? No, but the nurse just told me she's been in good spirits ever since her father was here this afternoon. Ah, indeed. Yes, she's been cheerful, talkative, babbled the whole story. That's what we thought. Play for sympathy from her father. Remarkable. Because you might be interested in knowing that Mr. Lane is not her father. No. Or at least he's not who we claim to be. I sent Wayman out to that park Avenue number he gave us, but there's no such address. That doesn't make sense. She planned to get into this hospital, Jimmy, but why? One moment, Mr. Holmes, I'll bring the needle. And where does Lane fit? Needle? Yes, you remember, Sherlock Holmes, who was so overt and depressed earlier, semi-hysteria, feelings of persecution, and after her father came, boring, cheerful, talkative. Why? Because he brought her a morphine shot. Oh, wait a minute. Jimmy, Jimmy, Barbara Lane is a drug addict. You could be right. Emergency treatment she went through could have covered the symptoms. Has she asked for a narcotic of any kind? An addict to always do. But that must be the reason she planned to get in here. And you watch. She'll pull something else and stay here. Pardon me, Dr. Kildare. Mo, what is it, Parker? The dispensary clerk from the fifth floor is here. Well, that's fine. Well, here I am, Dr. Kildare. Came down as quick as I could. Maxi? What are you talking about? Well, I don't know. You phoned me about five minutes ago, instead of getting down here right away. But you said it was you? Or whoever it was said it was. Wait a minute. Did you lock the dispensary? Well, sure. Never mind, let's get up there fast. Kildare, what's all this about? I don't know yet, but Barbara Lane's room is on the fifth floor and the same wing as the drug dispensary. Come on, Maxi, let's go. Dr. Kildare in just a moment. Dr. Kildare, everything looks okay from here? I could be wrong, of course. Jeepers, boys, I can't get over it. I slick little doll like that. Well, I'll soon know whether she's been here or not. The door's still locked. Yeah, open it up, Maxi. Just a second. Everything seems to be in order. Better check the narcotics cabinet. Yeah, that's what I would say. I guess I better take a look inside just to make sure. Boys, you want us to go see if Dr. Kildare has been found in her room? No, wait a minute, wait a minute. I want to see if... Dr. Kildare? Yeah, it's empty. There's no doubt now what she was up to. Wayman, get down to the first floor and block off the stairways. Okay, Doc. And don't let anyone up or down unless you know who they are. Gotcha, boys. Nobody goes neither way, even if it's over my dead body. How did she do it, Dr. Kildare? Both doors are locked and I swear they haven't been forced. I guess it's that Papa brought her a set of skeleton keys, along with a morphine shot and some clothes. He must be the one who phoned me and said it was you. Yes, they seem to know our routine around here pretty well. They picked the one time in the evening when all the nurses were off the floor. How much time do we have left? Full quarter. I refilled it right after I came on duty. Gosh, that's about 3,000 bucks worth of morphine gun. It's worth over 100,000 or a peddler. They cut it about 40 to 1 on the black market. Only it's not gone yet and it's not going to be. Well, I don't know. It looks to me like elevator operators that Barbara Lane hadn't come down. With Wayman there now, she's trapped somewhere up here. Maybe you'd better get out and help Wayman. Okay. And tell the night supervisor to warn all the nurses. I'll check with her after I find out what Gillespie's found out. Dr. Gillespie, here's her hospital robe hanging in the closet. Why, she...she'll catch a death of cold to say the least. Harker, you can drop that tone of outraged morality. The girl's fully clothed. That was what was in the package her alleged father brought this afternoon. Well, I only thought that after all, she... I know what you thought I always do. 10 minutes before you think it. When? According to the eminent philosopher, the fundamental fault of the female character is that it has no sense of justice. In your case, Harker, it's merely a matter of no sense at all. Oh. Don't you quote at me anymore. You've been shopping-hiring me all day. Ah. Any sign of her, Dr. Gillespie? No, Jimmy. No, no. She apparently got dressed and skinned out. Well, the narcotics are gone. She probably used the skill of a doctor. I've got Maxie and Wayman guarding the elevator in the stairs. Good, good, good. She's somewhere on these upper floors, and she can't get out, but we've got to find her. Then it might be a good idea to call the police. Yes, I guess we'll have to if we don't locate her in the next 10 minutes or so. I suppose we ought to notify Carew. Yeah, well, we'll regard that as the last resort. Jimmy, I've been trying to figure out just what plan this girl had in mind. Well, we know what the first part of it was, to steal a narcotics supply from the dispensary. After that, she... Well, she must have planned to get it out of the hospital. But how did she plan to get herself out, too? You mean she may intend to come back with it? That stuff could be tossed out of a window. That's it, that's it. Maybe she meant to get rid of it and then come back here and go to bed as though nothing happened. Ordinarily, the drugs wouldn't be missed for several hours. Lane is probably waiting outside somewhere. But if that is it, she couldn't use this room. I don't know if windows overlook the street there, right above the sidewalk. Well, how about the east side where the ambulance drive comes in? That's right. And there's a lot of shrubbery next to the building. No access on this floor, though. Except private rooms. But right below here, the fourth floor terrace. It's dark out there. It'll be perfect. Well, there's just a bad chance, all right. We can't let any chances slip past. I'm going out there. Good, good. Miss Lane. Who is it? Well, get him over to the ambulance entrance and call the police and hang on to that package. Miss Lane, you wouldn't. What have I got to lose? It's your life. I know that you're a drug addict if that's what you mean and I know it isn't your fault. Tell her to the cops, see if they believe. I think they'll consider it at least, especially if I stand by you and I will. I have a great deal of sympathy for a drug addict, Miss Lane. And I know this man who posed as your father in the course of supply. Yes, a peddler can always give orders to an addict who has to depend on him. You're so wise, Doc. For everything that can mean. For one thing, it probably means he forced you into helping him with his theft tonight. I've seen a lot of addicts, Miss Lane. I've cured a lot of them, too. How noble of you. You fool. I'm 19 and I've been on the stuff for three years. Oh, what have I? If you're willing to cooperate with me, I'll... Dr. Kildare, over here, Dr. Gillespie. Make him stay back, too. I'm warning you. She's up on the pair of her threatens to jump. She will if she gets excited. Any ideas? No, no, keep her talking. Well, I think that's your own title. I wouldn't call you that. No, Dr. Kildare. I call you a very lovely young girl who's managed to get herself mixed up in some very nasty trouble before she's even had a chance to find out what life's all about. It's the police after your partner. Oh, ma'am, Nets. I would like to hear your story. As a matter of fact, how did it happen? Oh, you're just stalling. You don't care. Not really. Yes, I do. Oh, come on. Now tell me, where did you live and grow up? We can change that if you'll let us. You think I haven't tried? Do you know how it feels to try sweating it out, leaving that stuff alone? Thinking you're going crazy, butting your aiming? You can't do it alone. Of course you can't. You need help, medical help. But I'll see that you get it. Whatever we do, it's got to be fast. I won't listen anymore, because you don't mean it. Sometimes you can hit their vanity. I don't know. You want to trick me and fool me like everybody else. Miss Lane, you listen to me for just one moment now. I won't. Afterward, you can go ahead and kill yourself if you want to. But have you ever seen the body of one who's jumped off a building? What are you talking about? Bones break up, and it smashes like a piece of ripe fruit. And the face never looks like a face anymore. Your face is very pretty the way it is now. Stop that. Stop talking like that. And another thing, we're not very high up here, you know? And it's about an even chance you'll go on living with your face all smashed up. I don't know, Jimmy. It's 50-50. Miss Lane, if you'll step down off that parapet and trust me, I'll see you through this, and I'll ask the court to be given your parole. Then if you're willing to cooperate with me, I'll cure you. On my oath as a doctor and by everything in this world I believe in. I promise you that. Come on, will you take a chance? They seem to be going to jump off. She can't. She can't. When can we start? You've taken the first step now, Barbara. We've already started. Next moment, we will return to the story of Dr. Kildare. Yes, I forgot to mention it, Dr. Gillespie. I had a letter this morning from Bradley up at White Hill Sanitarium. Oh, yeah? Then how is the Lane girl, Jimmy? Very enthusiastic about her. Calls her that courageous little Lane girl. She's apparently still determined to fight it out. Good. I think she'll make it, too. Those first two weeks are the hard ones. I hope she makes it. Caught by the drug habit at her age. Beaten before she even had a chance. Yes, same old story. Just this once for a thrill. If they only knew the penalty before they started. But terrible has happened. No, it has nothing to do with Dr. Karoo with all. It's your watch that I was supposed to take to the Jewelers last month. I just found it in my desk. I'd forgotten all about it. Jimmy, we have here a living proof of a very interesting biological fact. Oh, what's that? That the human organism is capable of surviving without a brain. Oh! Oh, what? Did you deny that you're a nincompoop? What? Seeing for the next time you insulted me like this. And I would like to inform you that is invisible to the man who has none. Well, but the great old spoon. Where'd you find that? Why, Dr. Gillespie, don't you remember? That's from Schopenhauer. Just heard the story of Dr. Kildare, starring Lou Ayers and Lionel Barrymore. Dr. Kildare is presented by arrangement with Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, producers of Key to the City, starring Clark Gable, Loretta Young, Frank Morgan, and Marilyn Maxwell. This program was written by Les Crutchfield and directed by William P. Russo. Original music was composed and conducted by Walter Schumann. Supporting cast included Virginia Gregg, Ed Maxx, Barley Bear, Tom Brown, and Barbara Rueick. Dick Joy speaking.