[Dr. Abbott and Amy are just leaving the restaurant.]
DR. ABBOTT: Ah, now look at this. What kind of a father leaves his children in a restaurant alone?
[Amy looks sad. Then she walks up to Ephram and Delia.]
AMY: Stranded?
EPHRAM: Ah, just trying to get a taxi. Well, it turns out there's only one cabbie in town and he's taken the night off.
AMY: Mr. Randolph. He doesn't work Friday nights 'cause he calls the bingo numbers at the Catholic Church.
EPHRAM: This really is the town that time forgot.
AMY: Well, we could give you a ride home... right, Daddy?
DR. ABBOTT: [uncomfortably] Of course, we can.
[Amy tries to walk in front but Dr. Abbott grabs hold of her arm until Ephram and Delia pass.]
DR. ABBOTT: [quietly] He sits up front with me.
[Cut to the Dudley home. Dr. Brown is checking young Roger who breathes in deep.]
DR. BROWN: Good boy.
MRS. DUDLEY: It doesn't make sense. Suzy was the one with the cough.
DR. BROWN: Well, what appears to have been a case of Bronchitis is actually Bacterial Pneumococci. Which is a silly way to say Infectious Pneumonia, which is not very silly at all.
MRS. DUDLEY: He's got Pneumonia?
DR. BROWN: He does. And judging by the tightness of the quarters here, my guess is that all your kids are infected. On the off chance that they're not, I've got some vaccinations in the car. Unfortunately, I don't have any more antibiotics with me but you can give Roger a dose of Suzy's...
MRS. DUDLEY: [interrupting] ...I'm sorry I can't do that.
DR. BROWN: It's perfectly allowable, Mrs. Dudley. I can write a separate prescription for Roger and then you can pick it up tomorrow...
MRS. DUDLEY: ...I never got Suzy's medicine.
DR. BROWN: I'm sorry?
MRS. DUDLEY: Our truck's been out of commission for a few months now. I was gonna have my sister drive me to the drugstore in town. She doesn't get back until the next Tuesday.
DR. BROWN: Mrs. Dudley, your son doesn't need antibiotics on Tuesday. He needs them now.
MRS. DUDLEY: You said yourself that Suzy's cough was mild. So I thought it could wait.
DR. BROWN: Well, it can't wait the night. Not unless you wanna spend tomorrow at the hospital.
[Dr. Brown sighs and then realizes what he has to do.]
DR. BROWN: OK. Get your kids ready. We're gonna find the nearest all-night pharmacy.
MRS. DUDLEY: Doctor Brown, I can't let you do that.
DR. BROWN: You have to.
MRS. DUDLEY: Why?
DR. BROWN: Because your children are sick. Because I should've diagnosed their sickness properly days ago. Because I have a car, and you don't. But mostly because... I'm your doctor. Now, come on.
[Cut to the Abbott car pulling up at the Browns house. Delia, Ephram and Amy get out.]
DELIA: Thanks for the ride, Doctor Abbott.
AMY: [to Ephram] Um, the Thaw Festival's tomorrow. I was wondering if you're going.
DELIA: [at the door] Ephram.
EPHRAM: [to Delia] Just a second. [to Amy] I was thinking about going. I-I hear they have hayrides and Ferris wheels.
AMY: But did you know they also have a horseshoe throwing competition?
DELIA: [impatiently] Ephram!
EPHRAM: I said, just a second! [to Amy] Little sisters, you know. But, yeah, ah, no, I-I was thinking about going to the festival. Of the... thaw. That came out wrong.
AMY: Two o'clock.
