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L.A. Noire Walkthrough: "The Naked City" (3 of 11)

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Phelps: Here. Stoneman, Office 505.

Earle: I swear, if we locked up every doctor in this town, Vice'd able to work half days.

Secretary: Yes, sir. Your name?

Earle: LAPD. We'd like to see Dr. Stoneman.

Secretary: Dr Stoneman is with a patient. Would you like to wait?

Earle: No, we wouldn't. Tell him we would want to see him now.

Secretary: There is no need to be rude.

Earle: Save it, sister.

Secretary: Dr. Stoneman, I have some gentleman from the LAPD here to see you.

Stoneman: Send them in, please. I'll see this patient again after they have left.

Phelps: Dr. Stoneman, we are investigating the death of one of your patients, Julia Randall.

Stoneman: I'm very sorry to hear that.

Phelps: Do you mind if we ask you some questions about Miss Randall?

Stoneman: Not if it doesn't compromise doctor-patient privilege, Detective.

Phelps: How well did you know Miss Randall?

Stoneman: Barely at all. She had only been a patient six months or so.

Phelps: Julia Randall has been your patient for nearly a year. I'm sure you know that.

Stoneman: You doubt my veracity, Detective? Do you have access to my patient records?

Phelps: Your prescriptions contradict you, Doctor.

Stoneman: Miss Randall was in the fashion business, as you probably know. She was jumped up on Benzadrine by day and knocked down by sleeping pills at night. I told her to slow up, but no. Life was too short for her.

Phelps: And you supplied the prescription for the Benzadrine.

Stoneman: It's not illegal, Detective. A lot of young women in her line of work use it for weight loss.

Phelps: You wrote Julia Randall a prescription for Benzadrine. How can you account for that?

Stoneman: Miss Randall was in the fashion business. She wanted to control her weight.

Phelps: Benadrine is addictive, as I'm sure you know, Doctor.

Stoneman: As I warned her, but she was determined. She said she needed it to control her appetite.

Phelps: Sounds like you knew her pretty well.

Stoneman: I knew the line of work she was involved in.

Phelps: That will be all for now Dr. Stoneman. We will be in touch.

Earle: The old boy is lying.

Phelps: About what?

Earle: I don't know. He looked relieved when you said she was dead. That's a strange reaction to have to the death of a young patient.

Phelps: You can drive.

Earle: All right, where to? Have you noticed how croakers only pull out the physician-patient privilege card when they got something to hide?

Phelps: There are certain things people have a right to keep private.

Earle: Until it gets in the way of police work. And it's only private when it suits them. A couple of drinks, and every doctor I've met will spill your darkest secrets in a heartbeat.

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