A few minutes later. Robbie returns with Philip's medical bag. Philip is trying to save the boy's life.
Robbie:	Here's the bag. Will he be OK, Dad?
Philip:	I hope so. [to Albert] That's it. That's the way. That's it. There. Oh, it's going to be all right. That's it. [to Grandpa] Wrap him in the blanket, Dad! [to Albert] That's it. That's it. It's all right, Albert. You're going to be OK.
Albert:	I want my daddy!
Philip:	We'll take you to him. Easy now. Easy does it. That's it.
Outside the lodge a little later.
Grandpa:	Your dad is quite a guy.
Robbie:	I know, Grandpa. [Philip comes out of the lodge. Albert's father is with him.]
Grandpa:	How is he, Philip?
Philip:	He's asleep. He's going to be fine.
Father:	How can I thank all of you?
Philip:	Thank my son Robbie. He pulled him out of the water.
Father:	I'm very grateful, Robbie.
Robbie:	Dad saved him, not me.
Father:	I'm so thankful to all of you. [He shakes their hands and leaves.]
Philip:	So long.
Grandpa:	He's a lucky boy. Well, what do you say we get back to our fishing?
Philip:	That's a great idea. [His beeper sounds.] Uh-oh. It's probably the hospital. I have to get to a phone. It probably means we can't stay.
Robbie:	That's OK. [Philip goes into the lodge to telephone the hospital. A few minutes later, he returns.]
Philip:	One of my patients has a high fever, and I have to go to the hospital. I'm sorry, Robbie. I guess I ruined your day.
Robbie:	You didn't ruin my day, Dad. I understand. I really do.
In the Stewarts' kitchen later that day. Ellen is cooking. Grandpa and Robbie enter.
Ellen:	Why are you back so early?
Grandpa:	Philip had to go back to the hospital.
Robbie:	He had an emergency.
Ellen:	Oh, that's too bad, Robbie. Did it spoil your fun?
Robbie:	No, Mom. We had a great time.
Ellen:	Well, did you do any fishing?
Robbie:	Yeah, we caught lots of them. Look! [He empties a bag onto the table.] They had a special on frozen fish down at the supermarket.
Ellen:	[She lifts the bag.] Oh, you really had a bad day.
Grandpa:	We had a good day. Robbie pulled a boy out of the water.
Robbie:	And Dad saved his life. He's a terrific doctor, Mom.
Ellen:	I know.
In the Stewarts' kitchen that night. Grandpa and Robbie are doing the dishes.
Philip:	[He enters.] Hi, Pop. Hi, Son.
Robbie:	Hello, Dad.
Philip:	What a day!
Grandpa:	How about a cup of coffee, Son!
Philip:	I'd love a cup of coffee.
Robbie:	How was the patient?
Philip:	She'll be fine.
Robbie:	Was it serious?
Philip:	No.
Robbie:	Until today, I was never really interested in medicine.
Philip:	Well, it's hard work.
Robbie:	Now I know.
Philip:	[He pats Robbie on the back.] I had a good time today, Robbie.
Robbie:	Me, too.
Philip:	Why don't we do it again?
Robbie:	Can we? When?
Philip:	How about next Saturday?
Robbie:	Won't you be busy?
Philip:	I'm changing my schedule. Well, do we have a date?
Robbie:	We sure do, Dad. Grandpa, can you come?
Grandpa:	I have other plans, Robbie. But I think you two can have a good time together without me.
Philip:	No, Dad, and certainly not without the right magic.