"In New York City's war on crime, the worst criminal offenders are pursued by the detectives of the Major Case Squad." "These are their stories." "I see." "By hitting it, we force the equation to resolve." "The proof is..." "I just need more time." "Mine is limited." "Picking up speed as it nears an absolute end." "Okay, kiddies, play date's over." "Oh, nap time already?" "Just as I was turning maudlin." "Clumsy me." "I forgot about gravity." "Joanna, just 10 minutes more." "Oh, for Pete's sake." "You can get that on your way out." "It can wait." "But our work..." "Can wait, too." "Early day?" "Remind me never to marry a trophy wife." "Joanna, I..." "I left my sunglasses in the office." "Could I..." "I'll let you know if they turn up." "Sateesh." "Luminosity of the sun?" "In joules per second?" "Uh-huh." "Four times 10 to the 26th." "Mailer-daemon, my ass." "Carl!" "Not in front of Emma." "No time for breakfast." "Just get my..." "Don't go, Daddy." "Thanks." "Daddy will be back tomorrow, Emma." "Ah!" "Our host." "All set for tomorrow?" "Actually, John, I need..." "John, isn't that your editor?" "John and I were just musing about string theory." "John, I need a word with you." "There is just no there, there." "I think it was the god..." "Does our quest for this Theory of Everything make us guilty of hubris or folly?" "Excuse me." "I don't know." "Some virus." "Just make up a sickbed for me." "He's nearing Grand Central." "The device is in his knapsack." "Radiating 300 MCIs gamma." "You!" "Freeze!" "Drop the bag!" "Don't shoot." "Put the bag down!" "He's down." "The device is on the ground." "Outside Grand Central we got radiation sensors." "They go hot the second he turns that corner." "We stop him, he keels over." "Riot Control's checking his bags for a dirty bomb." "Can't let EMS in till he's done." "We know who he is?" "No, just some dead guy holding up traffic." "Let's go." "The bags are safe." "He's not." "Did you check him for wounds before you covered him up?" "No, but he was coughing up blood." "Here." "Papers filled with formulas." "Header says Dr. Carl Neminger," "Kips University Department of Physics." "Maybe he's been playing with some nasty stuff in his lab." "I got one change of clothes." "Brush, toothpaste and a bottle of shampoo from the Hedgewick Hotel around the corner." "Is that his?" "I don't know." "Maybe you should check it out." "I wonder if the Hedgewick knows how hot their coffee is." "Dr. Neminger was only our guest for one night." "He spoke at a conference this morning in one of our small ballrooms." "We got it." "It's in the bathroom." "Don't move." "That coffeemaker." "That's the source." "It's pretty simple to spike a water tank with radioactive materials." "Mr. Fama, do you have the entry key printout for the rooms?" "The last at 12:30, then this morning at 9:00." "That's when Dr. Neminger checked out." "You have his bill?" "Just one room-service charge." "$400 last night." "He throw a party?" "Domestic beer and canned potato chips, if you call that a party." "It was a who's who of quantum physics." "It is inconceivable a conferee could do something this barbaric." "Anybody there you didn't know?" "No, no." "We can vouch for all of them." "Kips is a bunch of hacks." "Every one of them was jealous that Carl had the chance to work with me." "They wanted us to fail." "Fail?" "You were working on a project?" "The project." "Dr. Manotti chose Carl to work with him on the TOE, the Theory of Everything." "Quantum mechanics and general relativity describe the universe in radically different ways." "Carl and John were searching for one equation to unify the two." "Are we keeping you from something, Doctor?" "I thought if I could get back to work, it might take my mind off of Carl's death." "I'll escort them to Carl's office and see they don't disturb anything." "The level these two were working on, only a handful of us understand it." "Now that Carl is gone, I think I'm the only one." "So, this is the Theory of Everything?" "No." "The real work would be in John's office." "He can no longer write or draw, so Carl's role was to mathematically record the..." "He took Manotti's dictation." "As best he could." "John's not easy to please." "Well, he is one of the greatest minds of the last half-century." "You read his book?" "I tried, like everyone else." "You know, enough to think that someone might kill to work with him, or even just to get their name on this." "Now, that will bear only one name." "Manotti's Theory of Everything." "What's this date?" "Oh, that's when John will present the theory and proof at a conference in Berlin." "It's rumored that other fellow in England is nearing a proof as well." "Two months." "That's a lot of pressure." "For John, it's a race for immortality." "What's Neminger's password?" "Carl wrote a hack-proof password deriving from bosonic string theory." "No chance it would've been the name of the family cat." "No." "At the reception, how was Neminger acting?" "Tense." "He kept trying to have a word with John." "The night before he died, he had something urgent to discuss with Dr. Manotti." "Did he mention that to you?" "No." "Carl never talked about his work with Manotti." "Or complained?" "Carl had been under a lot of stress." "The morning he left, he yelled at our computer." "I snapped at him for cursing in front of Emma." "Did he work on this?" "No, it's mine." "Carl never used it." "But that morning he was trying to send an e-mail." "Can I look?" "The day before, Thursday, did anything happen that, you know, might have upset him?" "No." "He worked at Manotti's home, and then Sateesh, their grad student, drove him home." "And he stayed up and worked." "I begged him to slow down." "But he was Manotti's partner, not mine." "Mommy?" "Sorry, Emma's up again." "Excuse me." "One e-mail sent Friday morning to Manotti." "Returned undeliverable." "The subject is "Solar Flares. "" "Isn't that Astronomy 101?" "But for some reason, sending this formula was the most important thing in the world to Neminger." "The lab said Neminger was poisoned with three vials of samarium 153." "It's an isotope used on bone cancer." "You can get it at any hospital or university radiology department." "Any reports of missing isotopes?" "No." "Don't tell me they don't track this stuff." "I guess not." "Somebody's not reading the news." "Where are we on the guest list?" "No red flags, unless you count wearing a pocket protector as probable cause." "Deakins." "Bodies that orbit the sun..." "Okay." "Neminger wrote about the second orbit being out of alignment." "But the orbit of what?" "Okay." "Manotti was found injured at his lab." "He's in intensive care at Saint Brendan's." "I'm an idiot." "I was alone in the lab." "I went for a spin to the loo." "Spun too much." "I missed the ramp and down I went." "Do you usually work alone in your office?" "I tried to get him to come home, but..." "We're very lucky." "A few more minutes, and he would've desatted." "Desatted?" "You mean his oxygen tube fell out." "You were a nurse before you got married?" "How else would I meet women?" "Anyway, as long as clumsiness is not a crime," "I'm afraid I've wasted your time." "Actually, there is one more thing." "Dr. Neminger tried to send you an e-mail Friday morning." "We were wondering if you could decipher it for us." "Oh." "Got it." "Thank you." "Those are some nasty bruises you got there." "And your wrist." "Broken, huh?" "I'm a lefty." "It doesn't matter." "I never got this." "Solar flares." "It must be for one of his students." "So he's going down the ramp." "The momentum would've carried him forward." "He'd have injuries on the front of his face." "Instead, they're all on his right side." "Well, for such a genius, he's not much of a liar." "See, again." "It went forward." "Now, Manotti should have bruises on his knees and the front of his face." "Where do you want it?" "There's good." "You're not going to throw it, are you?" "No, he's had enough fun." "See?" "All the dents are on the right." "There's not a scratch on the front." "There's an alarm switch back here." "Is that how you found him, the alarm?" "I didn't hear an alarm." "You didn't hear that?" "No, I just found him doing my rounds." "There is no way he reached around and turned it off himself." "You know, if he was heading down the ramp and someone yanked him over..." "He would have fallen on his right side." "Manotti and Neminger have an assistant?" "Yeah, Sateesh." "He's in Dr. Manotti's office." "We got this e-mail." "We found it." "Neminger tried to send it to Manotti, but we can't make sense of it." "Well, that's because it doesn't make any sense." "Carl wrote this on the way home in the car when we were leaving Manotti's, but he asked about the luminosity of the sun." "That's what the joules per second formula is." "Maybe it had to do with something that happened at Manotti's." "I don't know." "Before we left, he tried to go back and see Manotti, but Antimatter stopped him." "Antimatter?" "Mrs. Dr. Manotti." "She gets in the way of the work, you know?" "Last month he had the flu, and she didn't let us see him for two weeks." "And Laurie?" "Who's Laurie?" "He dedicated his book to her." "The practice wife." "Practice." "You mean his first wife?" "Yes, before he became John Manotti." "What you said." "Carl tried to go back in and talk to Manotti?" "Now, why would he do that?" "He got a text message just before we left." "Neminger got a text message." "We traced it back to you." "It's possible." "We were always checking in on each other." "Partners do that." "Don't you?" "Yes, we do." "In fact, after we left you at the hospital, we checked in on each other to see if we believed your accident story." "Turns out neither of us did." "You and your chair should have damage on the front, not just on the right side." "When you've had a neurological disease for 25 years, you get pretty good at falling." "You know, I see that you have an alarm switch back here." "Now, how does that work?" "When you come up off the chair, it just goes off?" "Can I hear it?" "Is that a joke?" "Let me give you some help, just a little bit." "Just..." "Does he play the siren when he drives?" "She drives." "Oh." "Your regular chair has the same alarm." "Nice and loud." "Now, it should have gone off when you fell." "It didn't?" "It's all kind of a blur." "It was turned off." "The person who attacked you didn't want you to be rescued." "I think I would remember if I was attacked." "That's what we thought." "And now we're worried that you're afraid to tell us." "I'm not an easy person to shut up." "Lena!" "April!" "Someone!" "Lena, my swan, just let them out." "April..." "Aloe salve." "It's Burow's solution." "Did Dr. Manotti have a sunburn?" "Heatstroke." "Just recovering." "Last month he locked himself out on the sun porch for about an hour when everybody was out." "Lots of smarts, just not much common sense." "That's atropine, for bladder control." "Atropine impairs the ability to sweat." "He could have died of heatstroke." "He was lucky." "He just needed bed rest." "This was on top of having the flu?" "He didn't have the flu." "He lied about the flu, and the doctors in the ER found preexisting injuries." "Bruised rib, broken finger, burns, all within the last three months." "The smartest guy on the planet can't figure out he's being abused?" "We think he tried to tell us." "He accidentally knocked over his heatstroke meds." "Yeah, he might've been more, you know, direct with Neminger." "He sent him a text message at 3:11." "And, see, Neminger's e - mail starts with subject, "3:11 Solar Flare Advisory. "" "The advisory is Manotti's text message." "Now, this formula here." "Joules per second over M times 60 squared." "Now, joules per second is the sun's luminosity." "Over M..." "M's gotta be Manotti." "Times 60 squared." "Sixty seconds times 60 minutes, an hour." "Which is how long Manotti was baking outside on the porch." ""Have observed abnormal activity." "Second orbit far out of alignment." ""Should I pass on the advisory?"" "Second orbit." "Manotti's second marriage." "The abuser is his wife." "Manotti must've sent Neminger an SOS." "Neminger offered to get help." "He must've written it in code, in case the wife reads Manotti's e - mail." "Neminger was killed trying to protect Manotti, this great, frail man," "from his own wife." "Lena, I hope those detectives don't scare you away." "They just asked about your heatstroke." "I locked myself out." "You told them that, right?" "Lena, it's after 8:00." "She's almost done." "I'll finish." "Good night, Lena." "Hargrove mentioned a White House dinner next month." "You told him we were going?" "Yes, I did." "Please, not so hard this time." "Please." "After the initial incidents, we had our nurses keep detailed logs." "In case any of them were accused of abuse?" "The accidents only occurred when our nurses were out of the house." "Or when he was alone with Ms. Manotti." "I don't keep her logs." "I wish I did." "She was Dr. Manotti's nurse." "One of yours from your agency?" "The second nurse poor Laurie hired." "The first Ms. Manotti." "You liked her?" "Well, she took care of him all by herself for years, even when they could afford a nurse, and nothing ever went wrong." "This nurse here, Maria Rosa Rumbidzai, she got fired in the middle of her shift last month." "Her log just stops." "Maria Rosa wasn't fired." "She left without a word to anyone." "I hated to leave Dr. M, but it was a personal reason, that's why." "Your log says his rib was broken." "Yes." "I was changing him, and he winced." "There was no discoloration, but I knew that something was wrong." "Why didn't you call for an x-ray?" "Ms. Manotti objected?" "I wouldn't have cared if she did, but she was at some garden party all day." "It was Dr. Manotti that didn't want one?" "Was he afraid of his wife?" "You care about Dr. Manotti?" "He made me laugh." "I used to like to talk with him about creation." "He is, in his own way, very close to God." "But you left him, even though he was being abused." "If I had seen anything like that," "I would have reported it straight away." "Even without seeing it, you knew." "Something happened after you found the broken rib?" "Something that upset you?" "You left in the middle of your shift." "I went into the bedroom at 5:00 to draw the doctor his bath." "Mrs. Manotti was..." "Oh, dear God in heaven." "She was naked on top of him." "She screamed at me to get out." "Dr. M. Was mortified." "You'd made a mistake." "I couldn't face them." "This bath at 5:00, was it on a schedule?" "The daily schedule Mrs. M. Leaves for the nurses." "Some mistake." "Hello." "Joanna." "Hey." "Joanna?" "Don't go." "Joanna?" "I was in the garden." "Are you okay?" "Where is everyone?" "Where's April?" "Where is everybody?" "Where..." "She's at the drugstore." "She went to the drugstore." "You fell asleep." "So did your computer." "You've slept enough." "You still have time before Berlin." "You can do it." "Would you do it for me, Johnny?" "Yeah?" "John never hurt himself when I took care of him." "Joanna must've gotten tired of waiting." "Waiting for..." "Waiting for nature to take its course?" "Oh, she didn't plan on taking care of him for this long." "You've always known she was a gold digger?" "A diamond digger, actually." "She'd been working for us for about a month and a pair of my earrings went missing." "And they were found hidden high on the linen shelf, and Joanna denied stealing them." "John defended her, and that's how I knew that she had started an affair with him." "Why haven't you arrested her?" "We can't." "Your father won't implicate her." "Maybe you can help us." "Mom already saved him once." "Okay, Mona..." "After he was diagnosed, before he was famous." "My mom gave up her career, her life." ""To help a great man do great things in the little time he had left. "" "Your husband quotes you in his book." "I just did what was right." "Marrying him was a sacrifice." "It was a choice." "I came home one day and I found he had soiled himself, and I just cleaned him up and he started to cry," "and he said, "No one else but you would do this for me. "" "This brilliant, beautiful man felt that his disease had made him repulsive." "Maybe this is why he won't implicate Joanna." "Because he doesn't want to die alone." "He can't see he has other options." "But it's too much to ask, isn't it?" "For you to save him again?" "I'd rather he save himself this time." "If he's able to." "If he isn't, he'll die in the arms of his murderer." "I'm fine." "I fell." "I locked myself out." "I am an absent-minded professor." "We decoded Dr. Neminger's last e-mail." "He..." "He knew what was going on." "He died trying to help you." "The rib was an accident." "She felt awful when it happened." "And the other night when you "fell" in your lab." "How awful did she feel then?" "Again, my fault." "I was in a..." "A bad mood." "She left, I was chasing her..." "And she left you on the floor with your oxygen tube out." "Oh, Dad." "John, you don't have to live like this." "We'll take care of you." "How can you take me back?" "After all I..." "Dad, we just want to be a family again." "I'm so ashamed." "She used our sex life in front of the nurses." "Humiliated me..." "You told Dr. Neminger about the abuse?" "No, but he noticed." "And at our last session, I sent him a message begging him not to leave me alone with her." "And the next day, she poisoned him." "And your fall, at the lab?" "I told her I was afraid to go home with her after Carl's death." "She smiled, then she switched off my chair's alarm, and pushed me over like a body at sea." "Oh, sweetie." "Dad, it's over." "We're here for you." "Maybe he's hallucinating." "That happens in the latter stages of his disease." "Did he hallucinate these?" "Heatstroke, broken finger, bruised rib." "I would never hurt John." "I..." "I'm always reminding the staff how fragile he is." "Is that what you were trying to show Nurse Rumbidzai, your husband's fragility?" "Are you cold, Ms. Manotti?" "It's just that you keep crossing your arms, trying to stay warm." "If anything, it's too warm in here." "Oh, well, I'll see what I can do about that." "If anything, you need to turn up the heat on her." "We're about to." "My partner thinks he has you pegged, but I don't see it." "All that cruelty, it doesn't make sense." "Thank you." "You two are still very close." "I mean, you're still sexually intimate." "That's what Nurse Rumbidzai told us." "She invaded our privacy." "She had no right to tell you..." "You made a big impression on her." "She said you were getting quite a ride." "Detective, let's turn the page." "I was wondering, with a man in your husband's condition, do you use any tricks to get things started?" "Detective, move on!" "The reason I ask is because when Nurse Rumbidzai saw you naked, straddling your husband's frail body, she said your hand was down between..." "Come on..." "I won't get crude." "I can't believe this." "I mean, you're a nurse, you know all the sweet spots." "Detective, we're done here." "Well, if you're gonna be a prude about it." "Is that what you had in mind?" "What?" "Giving her a panic attack?" "Only an exhibitionist would let a stranger observe her having sex." "This woman is no exhibitionist." "Fine, we can remove one pathological behavior from her repertoire." "She's still a sadist and a murderer." "That's all we need to know." "Or maybe that's all Dr. Manotti wants us to know." "Her day planner says she was picked up at 10:00 and driven to Westchester for a day-long garden party." "The nurse noticed the injured rib..." "What was it?" "Like, 3:00 that afternoon." "There was hardly any discoloration." "Now, if his wife had injured him before she left, there'd be more bruising." "You're suggesting he injured himself?" "Well, say he did, and say he didn't want the injury discovered until after his wife came back, so she could be blamed." "All his injuries, all self-inflicted?" "We're noticing the only person we can be sure is in the room when Manotti gets hurt is Manotti." "Then, Joanna's motive for killing Neminger?" "She doesn't have one." "Then if Manotti killed Neminger, why?" "Just to frame his wife?" "The Theory of Everything." "Maybe it really can explain everything." "The last few months, I couldn't get him to come to bed." "He'd stay up all night, pacing." "What?" "Here?" "Or sitting at the table smoking his pipe, just lost to the world." "He was stressed, maybe because he was doing all the work and Manotti getting all the credit." "No." "Just going to Berlin, being there when Dr. Manotti presented their proof, that would've meant the world to Carl." "Eames." "The Berlin conference, are you sure your husband was going?" "Yes." "He got hotel reservations months ago." "It's on the calendar right there." "Well, why?" "What's in that notebook?" "It looks like your husband hit the wall." "He canceled that reservation three weeks ago." "That can't be." "It was everything he was working towards." "The proof, they weren't going to crack it." "And now that Carl's gone, Manotti's the only one that knows that." "I thought we were happy, John." "I gave you everything." "How could you do this?" "It's cruel of me, I know." "Now you'll have to find your own invitations to the White House." "You've lost it, John." "These insults, aren't they a violation of her bail?" "Now, Joanna, if you weren't in such a hurry to become my celebrated widow, you wouldn't be in this mess, no." "Oh, and don't forget to take the photos." "I doubt that Laurie will want them in our house." "This is very sad." "I mean, Carl is beating himself up, because he can't make the equations work to fit Manotti's theories." "Dr. Neminger was in over his head." "No, it's not Carl's work, okay?" "It's the theories." "Manotti's theories." "They're wrong?" "Yes, I mean, look, for example, this observation of matter as it nears the event horizon." "You can see for yourself, it's completely flawed." "If these flaws were so obvious, why didn't Dr. Neminger know that?" "It never would've occurred to Carl that the theories were wrong." "I mean, Carl had a disciple's blind spot when it came to Manotti's work, okay?" "So, you know, he would have blamed himself." "How nice for Manotti." "So Manotti has hyped the scientific world for years about his Theory of Everything, and now he couldn't deliver the goods." "His failure would be profound." "And public." "Now, his whole life, even his marriage, is predicated on his status as a genius." "He might be worried he'd lose everything, especially his trophy wife." "So he killed Neminger to cover up his failure." "And to give him a face-saving way out of the Berlin conference." "Your Theory of Everything has a lot of moving parts." "Not for someone who thinks that the universe is composed of 11 dimensions." "The parts being moved by a man practically incapable of movement." "How did he engineer the murder, or even throw himself down the stairs without setting off the alarm on the chair?" "Well, maybe the same way his first wife's earrings ended up on the top shelf of the linen closet." "He's not as immobile as he'd like everyone to think." "We need to find out if they're done fixing his wheelchair." "I have to get back to the university, okay?" "Do you still need me?" "Yes." "You're about to prove the Theory of Everything." "There were a few last-minute adjustments, but they finally delivered the chair this morning and now I can get back to work." "Then we'll make this quick." "We found a notebook at Dr. Neminger's home." "We're wondering if you've ever seen it." "Never." "What's in it?" "Proofs." "It seems that Dr. Neminger and Sateesh were working on your Theory of Everything." "Sateesh told us they'd resolved most of the equations." "Resolved them?" "Oh, really?" "Well, apparently he found flaws in your theories, and he was working on solutions uniquely his own." "He was going to present them in Berlin under his own name." "His solutions were probably a rehash of my work." "I could tell right away, if I could just..." "I'm sorry." "The DA said that there were proprietary issues." "I can't see the harm in just letting me..." "That's probably your wife." "Hey, I bet they need help with their luggage." "I'm sure of it." "Could you hang onto that?" "Thanks." "I really want to make a good impression." "I should've put some cologne on with all my exertions..." "Well, I could get it for you." "Would you?" "Where is it?" "In a bottle in the bathroom at the end of the hall." "So the terms of her bail are that she can't have any contact." "Now, if she does, call us." "He wanted to make a good impression." "Oh." "Dad." "My guardian angels have returned." "You look well." "You've been working?" "Just knowing you were coming back, I unblocked." "Or maybe knowing that Carl solved your proofs lit a fire under you." "Hardly." "I'm sure Carl and Sateesh just regurgitated my lesser-known work." "Our experts don't think so." "Three months ago, I dictated my theory of quantum entanglements to Carl." "I bet there's some version of it in there." "Well, it'd be really something if it's in here." "Didn't we have a question for Ms. Manotti?" "Right." "The earrings Joanna stole, where did you keep them?" "The earrings." "In a drawer, in a small jewelry box." "Did Joanna ever see you put them there?" "My wife sometimes kept her earrings in a crystal dish on top of the dresser." "I think I found it." "Is this it?" "The Theory of Quantum Entanglements?" "No." "That's my observation on matter as it nears the event horizon." "The one our experts said was flawed." "Your experts don't know what they're talking about." "Actually, it might explain why Carl wrote these exhortations in the margin." "The two of you couldn't prove your theory?" "Nonsense." "We were making great strides." "The end was in sight." "Do you think you'll finish in time for Berlin?" "I hope to." "I've had trouble concentrating." "Such terrible things have happened." "But that's all over now, Dad." "Since the end was in sight, Dr. Manotti, what's your theory on why Carl canceled his hotel in Berlin three weeks ago?" "He did?" "Without even telling his wife." "Well, we have a theory." "It's based on our observation of the acceleration of panic" "as it nears the catastrophic event, fueled by a great man facing his fear of losing everything." "Everything he's achieved." "His status." "His trophy wife." "You can stop right there." "You needed a no-fault explanation for your failure." "What better than the death of a colleague?" "What are you accusing him of?" "He framed Joanna for murder, after framing her for his abuse." "That is a monstrous allegation." "For God's sake, just look at him." "Yeah, just look at me, stuck in this pitiful body." "Pity." "You counted on pity as an excuse for failure." "You traded on it to win back your family, a safety net, the unconditional love of a woman who'd seen you through your darkest hours." "Stop it." "My father's not like that." "You can't manipulate the universe to fit your theories." "You can't even manipulate your own body." "So what's left, manipulation of everybody around you." "They came back because they loved me." "Well, it's just a theory." "It's our own untested theory." "We haven't even proven it to the DA yet." "He wanted to know how you could have possibly staged that fall down the stairs without setting off your alarm." "Simple." "I couldn't." "No, see, we told him you did it the same way you hid your wife's earrings." "It's all right, Laurie." "Just show them out." "Look." "I think I found it." "It's the Theory of Quantum Entanglements." "It's right here." "You were right." "You win the bet." "You can leave a buck on the desk as you leave." "You said that you gave Carl the theory three months ago." "Funny thing is, we asked Sateesh to write up this paper yesterday." "So what's your theory about how you knew it was in here?" "Lucky guess." "No." "You looked, when my partner was out of the room." "Don't you ever give your partner any credit?" "You know that she placed that notebook out of my reach." "Unless you switched off the alarm, lifted yourself up out of the chair." "Detective, I can't even reach the switch, let alone lift myself up." "So you're saying that the alarm is still on?" "Yes, it's still on." "Look for yourself." "The switch is in the "on" position." "So it is." "It might interest you to know that the adjustment that the wheelchair company made," "it was at our request." "See, once you turn the switch off, you can't turn it back on." "Why don't you give it a try?" "Lift yourself up." "See what happens." "Need some help, Doc?" "Stay away from me." "Well, maybe your wife should give you some help." "This is insane." "How dare you?" "Why don't you just do what they're asking you to?" "I don't need to prove anything to them." "John, I'm asking you." "I'm asking you." "Let me help you." "You can't be serious." "John, if you don't get up now..." "Keep your hands off me." "It's true, then." "Everything they are saying." "Laurie, please don't believe them." "John, how could you?" "How could you do it?" "Laurie, Laurie, please don't..." "You feel it all slipping away, don't you, Doctor?" "Your mental faculties, your family..." "Shut up." "...your great insights, the quantum leaps, they just came to a stop, didn't they?" "No." "Did you think about Einstein, spending the last 30 years of his life" "hoping for, you know, one more breakthrough?" "Never came." "Einstein was a flash in the pan." "Mona, sweetheart," "I know you." "Daddy, please, just show them." "Sweetheart, I can't." "I can't." "I got rid of Joanna." "I did it all for us." "That's how much I love you." "Mona, I need you, I need your mother." "Don't go, don't leave." "John Manotti, you're under arrest for murder." "No!" "No!" "No!" "My mother always said, "Be happy you're not a genius." ""It makes for a lonely life. ""