Downtown Playhouse

Just when Dr. David Mortimore, a married neurologist with racked nerves, is warming up for a career-making lecture, in bursts Jane Tate (once Nurse Tate) with the reasons for her hasty departure 18 years and 9 months ago. Dr. Mortimore, you see, is the father of her 18-year-old daughter, Leslie, who has been picked up for drunken driving and is now crying for her "long-lost daddy."

Suddenly, one character after another is bounding through doors that swing or slam in the doctors' lounge at St. Andrew's Hospital in London, and some are even crawling along the snowy ledge outside.

Count among them another doctor, who likes to dress up in drag; a police sergeant who gets spritzed with seltzer by an elderly patient in and out of a wheelchair, and a matron, addressed as Matron when she isn't being called an "old bat."