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           YoutellmetogetNinoinacrazyhouse,youdon’tbothertouseanicewordlikesanitorium.Youreallyliketostickittopeople,right?"

           Lucywasstaringdowninherlap.JuleskeptsmilingatFontane."NothingwasgoingtostopyoufromgivingNinothatdrink.Youhadtoshowyoudidn’thavetoacceptmywarnings,myorders.Rememberwhenyouofferedmeajobasyourpersonalphysicianafterthatthroatbusiness?IturnedyoudownbecauseIknewwecouldnevergetalong.Adoctorthinkshe’sGod,he’sthehighpriestinmodernsociety,that’soneofhisrewards.Butyouwouldnevertreatmethatway.I’dbeaflunkyGodtoyou.LikethosedoctorsyouguyshaveinHollywood.Wheredoyougetthosepeoplefromanyway?Christ,don’ttheyknowanythingordon’ttheyjustcare?Theymustknowwhat’shappeningtoNinobuttheyjustgivehimallkindsofdrugstokeephimgoing.Theywearthosesilksuitsandtheykissyourassbecauseyou’reapowermoviemanandsoyouthinktheyaregreatdoctors.Showbiz,docs,yougottahaveheart?Right?Buttheydon’tgiveafuckifyouliveordie.Well,mylittlehobby,unforgivableasitis,istokeeppeoplealive.IletyougiveNinothatdrinktoshowyouwhatcouldhappentohim."JulesleanedtowardJohnnyFontane,hisvoicestillcalm,unemotional."Yourfriendisalmostterminal.Doyouunderstandthat?Hehasn’tgotachancewithouttherapyandstrictmedicalcare.Hisbloodpressureanddiabetesandbadhabitscancauseacerebralhemorrhageinthisverynextinstant.