M*A*S*H1972

Pvt. Markham:
[A GI has just had a near-death experience. Charles is trying to find out what it was like] I really don't understand what you want.

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
When I was very young, my little brother died...I couldn't fully comprehend it at the time. But for months after the....accident, I was unable to pass his room without this...Nameless fear. I would get this, uh, tingling sensation in my chest and my arms. And then yesterday, when I found out that I indeed had come close...Very close to death myself, that sensation returned.

[B.J. enters]

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
But you were there. You were there. If only for a moment, I must know what you felt.

Capt. B.J. Hunnicut:
Excuse me, can I see you outside a moment, Doctor?

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
Yes, of course.

[They walk outside of Post-op]

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
Yes?

Capt. B.J. Hunnicut:
Are you alright?

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
Perfectly.

Capt. B.J. Hunnicut:
Nothing is bothering you?

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
Absolutely nothing.

Capt. B.J. Hunnicut:
Then what the hell is the matter with you?! Every time I go into post-op, you're hovering over Markham like a ghoul. That's some graveside manner you've got...

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
As you recall, I am partly responsible for him being alive right now!

Capt. B.J. Hunnicut:
Then let's let him rest in peace.

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
Let me ask you a question, Dr. Schweitzer. Can you honestly stand there and tell me you've never wondered what it was like?

Capt. B.J. Hunnicut:
What what was like?

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
What that boy went through right there! He was dead. Haven't you the slightest bit of curiosity about what lies beyond?

Capt. B.J. Hunnicut:
No, I figure I'll find out soon enough.

Maj. Charles Emerson Winchester III:
Well, you may be able to cloak yourself in denial, but I am not afraid to face up to the harshest reality of all.

Capt. B.J. Hunnicut:
[angrily] Let me give you another harsh reality, Doctor. Markham is MY patient. You stay the hell away from him!