Dialog from Episode 17, scene 9.

     Morton talks with Laura Brooks, waiting to talk with Dr. Rossi. 

RM:  I understand Rossi was at the top of his class.
LB:  Donald was in the middle.
RM:  [With sincerity]  I liked your husband.  Don't you find it a little 
     painful Laura, staying in his office? 
LB:  You mean in Donald's office?  
RM:  [Raising eyebrows] Yes.
LB:  Well, it isn't Donald's office any more.  And I'm much too busy for 
RM:  Pity.
     [Rossi enters and is startled to encounter Dr. Morton.]
MR:  Dr. Morton.
RM:  I was driving by.  Thought I would drop in.
MR:  I'm glad you did.
LB:  Excuse me, doctor.
     [Laura takes Rossi's overcoat to hang it.]
MR:  Thank you.
RM:  I was just looking at your diploma.  One of the men who signed it 
     and I interned together.  Freddy Zeitner. 
MR:  You interned with Dr. Zeitner?
RM:  Oh, yes.  He was number five in our class.
MR:  And number four?
RM:  No.  I was third.  Surprised to find me buried in Peyton Place?
MR:  Well, I wouldn't exactly call this a burial.
RM:  It isn't.
MR:  By the way, what do you think of Dr. Zeitner's latest paper? 
RM:  Which one?
MR:  [Somewhat surprised]  Last month's New York Review.
RM:  Oh yes, well.  I haven't had time to read it yet.  But I'm sure it's 
     terribly good.
MR:  Sit down, please.
     [Rossi sits at his desk.  Dr. Morton sits in the visitor's chair.]
RM:  Thank you.  Freddy's work always is.  

RM:  Tell me, Dr. Rossi.  Do you like what you found here in Peyton 
MR:  That's a rather a big question, don't you think?   
RM:  Well, the hospital?
MR:  Well, the hospital, for its size is equipped beautifully, I think, 
     and run very well. 
RM:  I'll take that as a personal compliment. 
MR:  As the chief-of-staff, I think you have every right to.
RM:  Thank you.  

RM:  I was looking at some records at the hospital this morning.  I 
     didn't know that Betty Anderson, Betty Harrington had lost the baby. 
MR:  Yes, you weren't at the hospital that night. I advised Dr. Holtzer 
     of the situation. 
MR:  Well, are you aware that the Harringtons don't know what's happened? 
MR:  Yes.  Betty came in to see me yesterday. 
RM:  Well, have you made any effort to tell the Harringtons? 
MR:  Well, of course not.  Betty's medical history is privileged 
RM:  Privileged communication, doctor, is a term, not an explanation.
MR:  Are you saying I owe you one?
RM:  I'm saying that this is a small town.  You practiced in New York 
     City.   Medicine here, has a different color.  It's more personal. 
MR:  We all took the same oath. 
RM:  You approve of this marriage? 
MR:  I am a physician, not a marriage counselor.  My own personal 
     feelings have nothing to do with the issue. 
RM:  [Rising]  I'm sorry, Dr. Rossi.  I was hoping you that would be the 
     one to do something about this.  
MR:  And since I won't? 
RM:  Well, I define privileged communication in a different way.  I look 
     at those people down there in the square.  I figured I brought a 
     good number of them into the world.  For 30 years, they brought me 
     all their aches and pains.  Not just their physical ones. 
RM:  When I see a girl like Betty manipulating a family like the 
     Harringtons . . . 
MR:  [Rising]  What's your frame of reference, doctor, Hippocrates or the 
     local Dunn and Bradstreet? 
RM:  Oh, I see you do have personal feelings.
MR:  Yes I do.  But I don't let them interfere with my professional 
     responsibilities.  If you abuse this information in any way, I'll 
     take you to the county medical society. 
RM:  Dr. Rossi.
MR:  I know you're an officer of the society.  But I know also there's a 
     committee on ethics. 
RM:  Is that the way you formulate your ethics?  By committee?
MR:  I don't have time to debate philosophy with you,doctor.  I've got a 
     lot of patients out there.  I hope you heard what I said. 

DM:  [In a grave tone]  You're out of place, here.  You don't belong.  
     It's evident to me.  It soon will be to others, Dr. Rossi. 
MR:  Dr. Morton.  I don't know if I'm in my place or out of it.
     I may not even know my place.  But I am here.  And being where you 
     want to be is quite a privilege these days.  It's a privilege I 
     don't intend to give up.  I hope we understand one another. 
RM:  Oh yes.  We do.  Understand each other.
     [Turns to leave]
RM:  Good day, doctor.
MR:  [Softly]  Good day, Dr. Morton.

     The scene ends with Dr. Morton leaving.

MEL:  It is not explained how and where Laura Harrington met Donald 

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