A husband and wife are on the 9th green when suddenly she collapses with heart attack symptoms.
"Help me dear," she groans to her husband.
The husband calls 911 on his cell phone, talks for a few minutes, hangs up, then takes his putter and lines up his putt.
His wife raises her head and stares at him. "I'm dying and your're putting!?"
"Don't worry dear," says the husband calmly, "they found a doctor on the second hole and he's coming to help you."
"How long will it take him to get here?" she asks feebly.
"No time at all," he says. "Everybody has agreed to let him play through."
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