Professor Bert Harris, a hypochondriac, is at the library reading about bone ailments. He then goes to see Dr. Burleigh and stares at the other patients. Burleigh finally ushers him in so he won't upset the others. Burleigh notes that Bert has been in the office repeatedly to complain about various ailments. He explains that Bert is causing his illness by focusing on minor ills, currently bone problems, and tells him to get out. ..Read the full recap
Bert Harris: You know what else I've discovered today, doctor? Your office doesn't look at all like a doctor's office.
Dr. Burleigh: What do you want? Pictures of germs on the office walls?
Bert Harris: I'm having a problem...
Munigant: With your skeleton.
Bert Harris: Well, not, not the whole thing.
Munigant: Why not? It's all one architecture. The knee bone connected to the thigh bone. The thigh bone connected to the hip bone. You know, that old song.
Munigant: But now you. Do your clothes fit wrong on your flesh? Does your flesh fit wrong on your bones?
Bert Harris: I never thought about it...
Munigant: Think. Perhaps you came into this world with the wrong-sized skin. So, your skeleton is being smothered by your ill-fitting flesh.
Clarisse: Good God, who is that?
Bert Harris: Me.
Clarisse: No resemblance.
Bert Harris: The other me.
Clarisse: Other? There's only one of you.
Bert Harris: Two. I never thought, i just discovered today. Most people don't consider, think, imagine what's inside them. Inside of everyone of us, that terrible representative of death. A skeleton.