Jessica Fletcher: Seth! Seth, don't go!
Dr. Seth Hazlitt: Well, now, I'd just about given up on you.
Jessica Fletcher: Well, after that gracious invitation, how could I refuse?
Dr. Seth Hazlitt: Well, if you want to make yourself useful, why don't you bear a hand with that bowline?
Jessica Fletcher: You mean, you've been waiting for me here for an hour, and all you can tell me to do is- is- is- is- is to see to that bowline?
Dr. Seth Hazlitt: We haven't been waiting. We had... mechanical difficulties.
Jessica Fletcher: Oh. Well. Fine. I'll, uh, see to the bowline.
Jessica Fletcher: Oh, morning, Caleb.
Caleb: Morning, ma'am. The fact is, we've been waiting here for over an hour. Sure glad you showed up. The doc was gettin' mighty testy.
Sheriff Mort Metzger: Mrs. Fletcher? I, uh, I just talked to one of the nurses. They've taken him to I.C.U.
Jessica Fletcher: Yeah, but what's wrong? What's the matter with him?
Sheriff Mort Metzger: Uh, she said we'll have to talk to his doctor.
Jessica Fletcher: I-Is he gonna be all right?
Sheriff Mort Metzger: I don't know.