worried about you.
You're right. I'm sorry.
So your girlfriend
dumped you. Fine.
Sometimes you gotta suck it up,
pull yourself together. Be a man!
That's what I've been
telling myself for the past 15 years.
Yeah, well, okay. Good.
I did a sensitivity check on
your urine culture to make sure we were
on the right course of antibiotics.
It's there if you want to take a look.
Sure.
They look like
little spots of mold.
Well, they are mold really.
Your mold.
You see how one of'em
is smaller than the others?
I used your antibiotic on that one.
It stopped the growth.
That means it's working.
How are your symptoms?
- Much better.
- Good. I'm glad.
Okay.
Could you please just
get the light, please?
What? Sure.
Thank you.
Shelly.
Shelly, I wonder if
I might have a word with you.
I'm in the middle of Magnum.
That's what I wanna
speak with you about.
About what, Holling?
Shelly, I think you've got
a problem with the TV.
You're the one with the problem.
You're still P.O.'d...
because I wanted to watch that
Punjab program instead of MacGyver.
Which would you rather watch,
sword swallowers and snake charmers
from New Delhi or MacGyver?
Shelly, you watch the TV all the time.
You don't eat. You don't sleep.
I don't think you can help yourself.
No, I don't. Yes, I do.
Yes, I can.
Well, go on. Don't watch.
I'll wager you can't keep from
watching that TV for five minutes.
Of course I can.
Then do it.
See?
No biggie.
Star Trek:Next Generation, 7:00.
7:30, La Nouveau Monde.
8:00, National Audubon Society:
Sea Turtles and Ancient Nomads.
8:30, So Ist Das Leben.
9:00, El Corazon y La Pistoleta Negra.
10:00, Fujiko Fujima Kagekiyono.
10:30, La Strada dell'amore-
Ed, can't you see the sign
on the door says "Closed'"?
Sorry to bother you, Dr. Fleischman,
but I need you to come with me
to Holling's bar.
Why?
Well, it's for closure.
- What?
- I think it would be better
if you would just come.
Well, now's not a good time.
I've got three years worth of
the New England Journal of Medicine...
just waiting here
for me to catch up with them.
Okay. I can wait.
Suit yourself.
Chris.
Hey, Shel.
Can I come in?
Sure. Come on in.
I'm in trouble, Chris.
I've been walking and thinking
and walking and...
I need to see
a man of the cloth.
Well, Shel, if this is some
heavy, theological deal,
you know, my cloth's not thick enough.
I- I answered an ad
in the back of Rolling Stone.
Well, you presided at
our almost-wedding.
- Yeah, well-
- You're the closest thing to God
Cicely's got.
Shel-
I was raised a Catholic,
and when a Catholic's in trouble,
they go to a priest and make a confession.
I need you to hear my confession.
Listen-
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
It has been...
nine years since I made
my last confession.
You're supposed to
ask me how I've sinned.
Okay.
How've-How've you sinned, Shelly?
You're not supposed to say my name.
Oh, I'm sorry.
How have you sinned, ma'am?
I've been watching TV
too much, Father,
and I can't stop.
When I'm with Holling,
I'm thinking about television.
When I'm working,
I'm thinking about television.
When I'm with my friends,
I wish I was watching television.
I don't even like it so much.
It's just that I get
this yucky feeling inside,
and the only thing that'll
make it go away is television.
It doesn't matter what program it is.
Hogan's Heroes, Oprah. I'll watch
anything. You know what I mean, Father?
Uh, no.
With TV I can take it or leave it...
except for maybe the zones.
Holling and me,
we used to have sex all the time.
I don't think that's a sin, Father,
even though we're only almost-married.
But now we don't
do it at all anymore.
And... I spent our honeymoon money...
that we didn't have because
we didn't really get married.
But, Holling's right.
It's not the point.
I don't talk to my friends anymore.
And... I lied.
I told someone,
a stranger on the phone,
that the baby was