Episodis 26
War of Nerves
The surgeon's secret.
Llegeix-ne mésO the Big Wheel Turns by Faith
No tenim una sinopsi traduïda en català. Ajudeu-nos a expandir la nostra base de dades afegint-n'hi una.
A Nightingale Named Nathan
""Were I a nightingale, I would act like one."" (Epictetus)
Llegeix-ne mésRun For Your Lives, Dr. Galanos Practices Here
Le Médecin Malgré Lui
Llegeix-ne mésBecause of the Needle, the Haystack was Lost
A proverb of great pith.
Llegeix-ne mésWhat to Her is Plato?
An academic debate.
Llegeix-ne mésFrancini? Who is Francini?
Introduction and variations.
Llegeix-ne mésThen I, and You, and All of Us Fall Down
Rules of the game.
Llegeix-ne mésNo More, Cried the Rooster—There Will Be Truth
A lifetime of hard work seems undesirable for an intern.
Llegeix-ne mésThe Importance of Being 65937
When Givers Prove Unkind
Rich gifts wax poor, to the noble mind.
Llegeix-ne mésThe Man from Quasilia
Another county heard from.
Llegeix-ne mésWhy Did the Day Go Backwards?
To see the night before.
Llegeix-ne mésIf You Really Want to Know What Goes On In a Hospital...
""Like a patient etherized upon a table.""
Llegeix-ne mésIf You Play Your Cards Right, You Too Can Be a Loser
""Tell the truth or trump—but get the trick."" (Twain)
Llegeix-ne mésIn Case of Emergency, Cry Havoc
""And let slip the dogs of war.""
Llegeix-ne mésMeantime, We Shall Express our Darker Purpose
Meantime we shall express our darker purpose. Give me the map there. Know that we have divided In three our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburthen'd crawl toward death.
King Lear
Llegeix-ne mésFor San Diego, You Need a Different Bus
You can get there from here.
Llegeix-ne mésSmile, Baby, Smile, It's Only Twenty Dols of Pain
The agony and the estimate: trigeminal neuralgia, the tic douloureux.
Llegeix-ne mésFun and Games and Other Tragic Things
Whistling in the dark.
Llegeix-ne mésWeave Nets To Catch The Wind
Courts adieu, and all delights, All bewitching appetites; Sweetest breath, and clearest eye, Like perfumes go out and die; And consequently this is done, As shadows wait upon the sun. Vain the ambition of kings, Who seek by trophies and dead things, To leave a living name behind, And weave but nets to catch the wind. O you have wrought a miracle, and melted A heart of adamant: you have compris'd In this dumb pageant, a right excellent form Of penitence.
John Webster, The Devil's Law-Case
Llegeix-ne mésLullaby for a Wind-Up Toy
The unmoved mover.
Llegeix-ne mésWhere Did All the Roses Go?
""No gardener has died within rosaceous memory."" (Beckett)
Llegeix-ne mésTwenty-Six Ways to Spell Heartbreak, A, B, C, D ...
You pays your money and you takes your choice.
Llegeix-ne mésPull The Wool Over Your Eyes, Here Comes The Cold Wind Of Truth
Self-diagnosis.
Llegeix-ne mésThen, Suddenly, Panic
""Fear in a handful of dust."" (Eliot)
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