Having promised to stop helping patients end their lives, Dr. Jack Kevorkian turns to publishing and hosts a commercial for his new book of home remedies. In a pastel bathroom he treats a man's sore foot with a hot salt-water soak, then tosses a string of Christmas lights into the tub. For a woman with a splinter, he recommends finding a vein and injecting an air bubble with a hypodermic needle. A testimonial follows from a woman plagued by migraines, whose cure turns out to be a shotgun found in the bedroom closet, after which the doctor stands over her slumped body to reassure viewers she is finally resting. He closes by urging everyone to order the book from a phone number spelling out DEATH, with payment up front.
