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Wait a minute. I just remembered something.

Oh, no, no, no, no. He's my patient.

I'm Not Your Steppin' Stone

Peter, where are you?

Now, you know, maybe some of the patients may have reported.

Not your steppin' stone Not your steppin' stone

I beg your pardon, doctor.

Well, he's about, uh, you know, he's five ten,

Alrighty! Uh, we can take you on the thirteenth.

Besides, I have a better plan. Ha ha ha ha.

permanent brainwashing for Professor Schnitzler.

I don't suppose you're old enough to qualify under Medicare.

You can't do that to me. I need love and understanding.

No, neither have I.

the professor out of the country tonight.

But what about me?

Well, that takes care of this room.

Fourteen thirty-eight North Beechwood.

Dear boys, you saved my life. Thank you.

Now, don't bother any more policemen until you know where you were.