There was a prison riot at Trowbridge.
21st Street Kings? What's it to you?
Your patient, Francisco Reyes,
someone tried to kill him tonight,
started this whole thing.
I want to see my boyfriend Francisco.
They said that I couldn't see him,
but I thought since we're friends...
Baby!
How's Michaela? She misses her dad.
Get her out of here.
Lauren Kempton didn't die of natural causes.
You shouldn't be telling me this.
Paul knows. We are not friends.
You worked for my family, then you killed my mother.
Hey, Andy. What are you doing?
I don't know where I am.
I need some help.
You'll have to stop playing football for good.
Remarried by 2013.
You wish.
2:00 tonight one of my guys
is gonna stop by to see Francisco.
They called in a favor.
Chloe, give me the nitrous spray.
They wanted a clean shot at Francisco.
What happens now? You didn't do
what they wanted you to do. I don't know.
Hey, spider...
Where is he?
You said, "5 minutes, " like, 20 minutes ago.
I look like I wind his watch?
Come on, Joe, sit in a hand.
Come on, one hand.
What's the matter,
our money's not good for you?
Oh... This is unbelievable.
Do you believe this?
Stop. You're killing me here.
Right on the River, you got the catch, huh?
Look at this.
Hey, Tom! Tommy!
You got a real gift, you know that?
Yeah, I got a few. Which one are you talking about?
The one that makes people want to kick your ass.
Come on.
You wanted to see me, let's go.
Come here.
Dom, listen, I, I didn't come here to play.
I was waiting. They were asking. It just, you know...
Didn't mean to piss you off.
Like I said, it's a gift.
Yeah, well...
Uh, listen, what I came to say was
what happened at the hospital with your buddy Francisco...
out of my control.
I mean, the guy's heart failed, alarms going off
people all around him.
Whatever. We'll figure out another way to get to him.
Your dog's gay, Dom.
It's not about sex. It's about dominance.
Come here.
Come on, come on. Sit down.
The thing is Enzo here
has been having some digestive problems.
Yeah? Well, maybe you should stop feeding him salami.
You know, the vet I've been taking him to,
I don't trust.
Maybe you could poke around, see what's up.
Excuse me? You know, it could be a bug.
Have a look. Dom, I'm a cardiologist.
I don't care what you call yourself.
No. Not gonna happen.
You know, the only reason
you haven't had your ticket punched
is 'cause of Jules, and she's over you.
Shoot me. I don't care.
Nah.
No, I got a better idea.
I'll make sure you lose your medical license,
and you know I can.
To a guy like you, that's worse than death, no?
You owe me 100 grand for your personal march madness.
I can't believe you made me take the bus over here.
What? Your car breaks down,
you want a ride, you come to me.
I'd have picked you up.
I'm on your way to work.
Oh, man.
What happened?
He's crazy.
What is going on, Sonia?
Lauren Kempton didn't exactly die of natural causes.
Seriously, how many bowls of cereal
are you gonna eat this morning?
I don't know. Like, five.
Do you have any idea how many millions of dollars
you're costing me in cereal?
You're lucky I like you.
So I'll bring my own from now on.
I'll bring a big duffel bag full of cereal
whenever I come over here.
That's sexy.
I gotta go.
I got Asian studies at 9:00.
Aw, that's sweet.
You know what I have at 9:00? My job.
That's too bad for you, old lady.
Did you just use the "o" word?
What's that?
That looks nasty. What happened?
I-I was moving a new couch into the house.
I must have, uh, banged a wall or something.
Really?
Yeah, really. Are you sure?
What the hell does that mean?
Honestly, I'm worried you're playing football.
Okay, well, even if I am...
You know what? It's none of your business.
Andy, are you out of your mind?
Do you have any idea what that can do to you?
Can you just get off my back?
I gotta go.
His mother was gonna kill herself no matter what.
Paul would be insane to blame you.
No kidding, right?
With all this going on, Sonia, you've got to talk to Nick.
I tried. He doesn't want to know about it.
He's so over me.
I can't believe that.
You know, I'm starting to think
that maybe I should just turn myself in.
I know what I did wasn't legal, but it was right.
No, promise me you're not gonna do anything crazy.
I'm not spending my Sundays visiting you in prison.
I promise.
Promise what? Nothing.
You know, secrets are dangerous.
They can explode inside you and spackle your organs.
Really?
Yeah.
Hey!
Hey! Come back here!
Okay. Oh, no.
Airway's clear. I have her neck.
Can you hear me? Can you tell me what happened?
Two guys...
baseball bats.
Camila?
Angel.
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Rudy, get Mr. smolek up and walking, no excuses.
Hey. Hey.
You got blood on your neck.
Oh. Here.
Th--this girl got thrown from a car.
This coffee's either three days old,
or you just made it out of camel sweat!
Which is weird, because camel's don't sweat.
Is...
Hey!
I can't believe you are still leading with that cheese!
There they are! Sir.
Yeah. Come here.
Oh! Oh, my gosh.
Hey. You big lug.
Colonel Ramsey.
Retired colonel Ramsey.
What are you doing here?
Well, you find me a room where I can take my pants off,
and I'll tell you. Yeah.
I knew guys thought with it.
I didn't know they talked with it too.
This way. Come on.
So when did you get back from Iraq?
Six months ago.
And no phone call? It's unforgivable.
Osteophytes-- central erosion.
You need a whole new knee. Tomorrow, 8:00 A.M.
You need pre-ops. And I have an 8:00 A.M.
In fact, I'm booked all month.
Check with your chief. I am your 8:00.
And I'll tell you both my good news at dinner tonight.
Early rez-- I'm npo after midnight.
I was gonna call you...
invite you to dinner with me and Claude.
Okay, you're gonna feel some pressure.
This tube is gonna fix your collapsed lung.
Michaela.
Is she at home?
She's with my mother in Chicago.
Xeroform, Angel. We're gonna call her.
Angel! Got your xeroform, Dan.
How did you know her?
They went to High School together- -Angel's last girl.
Can we give her something for her pain?
Let's get the B.P. and make sure she can handle it.
She's got a strong pulse.
I can start slow.
Okay, just give her two of morphine.
One. Dan...
One milligram till after we get a reading.
And check your emotions.
I don't care what happened on prom night.
Systolic's down to 80.
Dan, I don't think it's the morphine.
That's not the point. Squeeze in another liter.
Here's your problem.
There's a clot inside.
The lung couldn't expand.
Good catch, Angel.
But you're still too close to this.
Dan, please.
If Helen floats down another ICU nurse,
can I stay on the case?
Take her to CT. I'll meet you upstairs.
Dan, you have a minute?
I suppose.
It's about Andy, the football concussion guy.
Progress can be slow.
It's measured in months, not days.
I think he's still playing.
No. A copy of the impact test was sent to the college.
Yeah, that's what we thought.
But I checked--he never signed the release forms.
Then he's putting himself at great risk.
What if I sent a copy of the forms to his coach?
That would be a violation of the patient-confidentiality law.
How do you feel about a year in prison
and a $100,000 fine?
He could die.
Well, then have a serious talk with him.
Get him to sign the papers.
I don't think I can.
He's been getting really angry about even, like, stupid things.
You realize that's also a symptom of a brain injury.
What was the report from radiology?
Head and belly CT-- negative.
I trust you'll do the right thing.
What is the right thing?
That was really good.
I remember when Chris first saw you.
Yeah, in the mess tent.
What? I do.
No. I remem--
you were doing a bowel resection.
I'm telling you, it was in the mess tent.
No.
They served beef stroganoff that day.
You sat kitty-corner to me.
No. Yes.
You guys sound like an old married couple.
Oh, actually, uh, Nate, we're not, uh...
Together.
Oh, yeah, I'm sorry to hear that.
Wartime romance, huh? Yeah.
Listen, anyway,
what I was thinking was- it was complicated.
It didn't have to be. Well, it was.
He just-- he just showed up.
I was still married, and we were working together.
It was a whole...
thing.
Anyway, I'm in therapy now.
'Cause of Chris? Yes.
No.
The war.
Can I--thank you.
That's good.
So wait, Nate.
Tell me, what's--what's- what's the great news you got?
Oh...
Okay.
I'm going back...
Afghanistan this time--
East of Kabul, International Hospital,
no military affiliations.
You're hurt, we help.
And I want both of you to come back
and work with me again.
No, I-I can't-- I can't do that.
I have commitments here.
Hey, you remember that guy--
the, uh-- the soldier from San Diego...
With the chargers tattoo?
Gunshot wound to the femur- the thing was vaporized.
Oh, yeah, yeah. I gave him an external fixator.
Yeah, keeping that limb was a prayer.
Donnie. Donnie!
What ever happened to him?
We airlifted him to Landstuhl,
had a femoral prosthetic inserted.
We saved the limb.
A year later, he's back on active duty,
and he's helping me as a surgical tech.
What? I'm serious.
That's amazing.
Hey, so how are Diane and the kids?
Terrific. Terrific.
Um, what about that little girl?
The Iraqi girl-- the IED victim?
Multiple fractures, burns,
three operations, a couple of skin grafts.
Look, Nate...
I am extremely proud of the work we did over there...
but I can't go back.
I made my pitch.
Excuse me, guys.
Can you make it?
No, no, no, I got it.
What?
Oh, I, uh--
it was--you know, it was horrible over there,
but...
it was also great.
Like, everything I did made sense.
Okay.
Give grandma a hug.
I love you to the moon and back.
Bye, Michaela.
To the moon and back?
Nice.
It's from a book we used to read
when she was a baby.
Do you have any kids? Someday, I hope.
Hey, what about me? I could have kids.
Well, it's a trip.
Pvcs.
100 of Lidocaine.
There's a few irregular heartbeats.
Ck is 210,000. Potassium, 7.3.
B.U.N. on the rise
she's in rhabdo. What's happening?
You have a condition- rhabdomyolysis.
Your muscles were badly damaged.
The toxins inside the broken cells
are hurting your kidneys.
She's out. V-tach. 200 joules.
Clear.
Good pulse. Satting at 98.
Call Briggs to place a quinton.
Have you gotten in touch with Michaela?
She's getting on a bus in Chicago.
She'll be here tomorrow night.
Let's just treat the hyperkalemia.
We'll get her on dialysis.
If we can lower her potassium and her ck,
she should be out of the woods.
Thanks for meeting me at 7:00 A.M.
Chez Flanagan is equidistant between us.
I thought it was fair.
I want a sausage biscuit, hash browns,
and, um...chocolate shake.
I'll take strawberry and one of those nasty tacos.
Awesome. Can we discuss my situation, please?
I either tell Andy's coach, and he lives,
or I play by the rules, don't say anything,
and he dies.
So the, uh, decision's clear, right?
Totally clear. Don't tell the coach.
What? Nope.
Can I get a nasty taco? Did you get onion rings?
What? No. Really?
Are you a bulimic grease addict?
Like I need your judgment at 7:00 in the morning.
I want-- ah, ah, ah! Hey!
Don't jack my taco, bitch!
Ugh!
So basically, there's no wiggle room is what you're saying.
No, there is wiggle room. You care about this guy, right?
He might die, so you tell the coach.
But just so you know, there may be repercussions.
Yep, I could be unemployed.
He'll be really angry, but at least he lives.
So you're good?
How was your reunion dinner, Veronica?
Oh, God.
Nate and Chris were talking about the war
like it was the greatest weekend ever in Vegas,
and I ended up in bed
checking my pulse every 15 minutes.
I mean, Chris was like,
"everything we did really made sense there."
Was he talking about us?
Am I supposed to want to go back into that hell
to save our relationship?
No. Hell, no.
Do you even want to be in a relationship with Chris?
I don't know. I kissed Mike the other day.
What? Really?
I'm a whore. I'm a confused whore.
No one's gonna jump in and disagree?
Nice.
I get it, okay?
It's hard to pick between the nasty taco
or the disgusting sausage,
but you're gonna have to pick one.
You can't eat both, otherwise you get real fat.
Taco. Biscuit.
Chloe, this is Bliss Edelstine.
Fever to 104,
and she has just come back a week ago from Amsterdam.
Were you following your Bliss?
I was studying art history.
Uh, headache? No.
Cough? I don't think so.
All right. Vomiting...
Diarrhea, abdominal pain?
Ew. Definitely not. No?
Okay, fever without a source.
Let's round up the usual suspects--
cbc, mono spot, u.a., chest X-ray.
You getting all of this, Chloe?
Yeah. Uh-huh.
Oh, can you hold on one second?
Just one second.
Hey, coach Bigwood.
Thank you so much for getting back to me.
Yeah. No, the papers are all--
Oh, sorry.
I'm sorry.
I didn't actually write anything down--I'm sorry.
Hi...
I know you opted for an epidural,
but it's not too late for general anesthesia.
No, thank you.
Well, you're gonna hear everything.
I love the sound of bone saws in the morning.
It's the sound of victory.
You know, if you bring a birth mirror
in here from the O.B.,
I'll talk you through the surgery.
Keep yapping, and I'm breaking out the propofol.
I'll shut up.
You tell me what went wrong with Veronica.
Well...
Not much to tell, really, between the ptsd
and the fact that she just got out of her marriage.
The ex-husband's still in the picture.
Oh, yeah, he's not going anywhere.
Life is so much simpler in a desert tent.
Yeah.
Okay...
Here comes the procaine.
You know, uh, the last time I checked,
Diane wasn't here.
Right.
She may be a while.
She forgot she had a parent/teacher conference
at Ella's school.
Oliver's got a big track meet today.
They're okay with you going through surgery by yourself?
Oh, I'm in good hands.
You haven't paralyzed me yet.
Hey.
I got your message. What's up?
I'm gonna get right to it, Nick,
'cause I got to go give a 300-pound man an enema,
and that's the super bowl for a nurse.
That's why you make more than me.
Sonia needs your help.
She made a terrible mistake with Paul.
She knows this. You know she knows this.
So you got to put your ego away and go help our girl.
She made a pretty big mistake with his mother too.
Yeah, well, now he's stalking her,
trying to intimidate her into confessing
so he can get his insurance.
And she's so freaked out that she's considering doing it.
Sonia's got a lot of pride, Nick,
maybe too much to let her ask you for help again.
Whether you think what she did was right or wrong,
you got to go talk to her.
Bliss, your tests are normal.
Well, that sounds like a good thing.
It could be a routine virus.
But if it's hiv or hepatitis "b,"
now, that could be fatal.
Hiv? Wait a second.
When you were in Amsterdam, did you use street drugs--
needles?
No. Unprotected sex?
Never anywhere. Are you sure?
Yeah, I think I'd remember having unprotected sex
or drugs that involve needles.
Chloe's gonna take more blood,
because endocarditis
and hepatitis "b" are pretty serious.
And there is no cure for hiv.
You okay?
No. Why is she being so mean?
She's just trying to be thorough.
A lot of people don't tell us the truth.
You really think I might have something that might kill me?
We'll figure it out.
Lines are primed.
Uh, four hours-- 2.5 "k" bath.
Hey.
We've got your dialysis started.
I'll be back a little later.
Thank you, doctor.
And thank you for last week.
Last week?
We met in the cat scan room.
You took care of my guy, Francisco,
from jail.
Right. How is he?
Much better.
Good.
I've got dopamine.
I could use some more heparin. Okay.
Uh, what happened here, a car crash?
No. A couple of guys beat her down
with baseball bats,
threw her out of a speeding car.
What kind of guys?
I don't know-- big, mean.
How are you feeling? Not so good.
The pain gets worse before it gets better.
Last potassium, 3.7. Excellent.
Any word from Michaela? Yeah, I got a text from her.
Her bus just left Toledo.
Something going on with my quinton?
I can't draw back the venous port.
Okay, let's take a look.
Blood in her urine-- is that new?
Could be myoglobin.
There's a little bit of oozing here.
Four by four.
My nose.
Bleeding from every needle stick.
Cbc, pt, ptt, fibrinogin...
What's happening?
It's a complication because of your injury
called dic.
Your blood's not clotting.
Hemoptysis.
She needs plasma and platelets now.
100% non-breather.
We're gonna have to give you blood transfusions.
Call her daughter.
She should be on a plane.
Now.
Veronica. Yeah?
Nate's gone.
What? He left.
After a total knee?
How? What'd he do, just limp out?
He called a private ambulance.
Dispatcher said he went to his home in Larchmont.
But he's not answering his phones.
Listen, I got to go scrub in for a fem-pop.
Can you try to find him?
Larchmont, that's in New York- -Westchester.
My car's in the shop.
Well, here, take mine.
Okay.
Ask the driver how long until Cleveland.
Chest X-ray for et tube placement.
You had to intubate?
Her oxygen levels were dropping.
There's one flight out of Cleveland that could work,
but it's 1,500 bucks.
I don't know.
If she's not here, she'll regret it the rest of her life.
Get more ffp from the blood bank.
Hey, don't worry about it, sweetie.
We're gonna take care of it, okay?
Bliss?
Are you okay?
Cypress star.
What year is it?
1890.
Hiv and hepatitis-- negative.
So it's either meningitis or encephalitis.
Hang two grams of ceftriaxone
and 750 milligrams of acyclovir.
Have you seen this?
She mentioned an insect bite.
Could be related to her fever.
No, if it was mrsa,
there would be surrounding cellulitis.
But what about a mosquito- dengue, malaria?
Those are tropical diseases, Chloe.
They are unheard of in Northern Europe, okay?
You need to hang the antibiotics,
get a head CT,
and then set me up for a spinal tap.
Hey. What are you doing here?
Get your coat. Where we going?
To talk to the DA.
You talked to Veronica, didn't you?
You been sticking to your story?
Yes. I--
then you're gonna tell the same lie to the DA
you've been telling everyone else.
I can't go down there and lie.
Paul's got nothing.
Nobody can prove a damn thing unless you confess.
And you're not gonna do that.
You're gonna stick to your story,
then we're filing a restraining order.
Can you do that?
Yeah.
'Cause anyone in my world finds out what I know,
I'll never be a cop again.
Okay.
I can't even--
Oh!
Dad! Hi.
What are you--
what are you guys doing here?
Well, your mom strained a hamstring at spinning class,
so she called me to take Jim to the specialist
in Morristown.
God, what is wrong with her?
I don't know, Ronnie. She's your mom.
Anyway, someone forgot to send the MRI he had done,
so we--we had to come pick it up.
How did it go?
Well, the doctor needs to see the scan
before he decides whether we qualify for the trial.
Is this your car?
No, dad, this isn't my car.
My car is in the shop.
So...
I got to get to Locust Avenue in Larchmont.
Should I take the, um...
What--what should I take?
What's the matter-- no GPS in this?
Come on, Ronnie, I'll take you.
How's the, uh...
How's the weather up there?
It's pretty clear. A little fog now and then.
It doesn't take a Navajo code breaker.
I know you're talking about me.
I'm riding shotgun, Ronnie. You're in the middle.
It's all yours, dad.
You know, I dated a girl from Larchmont...
before your mother--
Theresa O'Keefe.
Double-jointed- her father was a carny.
She could put her ankles back--
Dad! Dad! Jim! Jim!
Whoo!
All that friggin' education,
and you still haven't learned
that you're always gonna lose your shirt?
It's obviously not about the money.
It's about the feeling.
Holy crap, Joe.
You are one demented bowl of Wheaties.
But you know what I'm talking about.
Bring it already. I mean, what?
You afraid I'm gonna crack you in the pills or something?
Hi.
Well, someone grew man shoulders.
How you doing, Joe?
I'm good.
Good.
Where you been, Jules?
South Beach.
Yeah? Mm-hmm.
That where you went after--
after you, uh, kicked me to the curb?
Yeah.
Forgive me, but my old survival instinct kicked in.
Oh, God. You're such a drama queen.
Anyway, I went down,
licked my wounds clean in the sun
while I was, uh, taking care of the old man's real estate
until the market went belly up, so...
It's nice to see you.
Nice is nice.
Okay, well, Dom wanted to get this to you,
so I offered to drop it by.
That is wrong on so many levels.
Look, Dom loves the dog, so just have it tested.
And there's more.
You got that right.
Let's hope this takes us out of animal kingdom.
I thought this paper went away for good.
Dom always covers his bases, dummy.
I hope you don't regret, you know,
working the emergency room that night
when I showed up with a broken arm.
I mean, what was it that you said?
Too much attitude. Right.
Not enough underwear.
I never regretted it...
Until now.
Funny.
Look, Dom wants you as his bitch,
so...
You should just roll over.
You don't have many moves left.
Okay?
Ciao.
Nate!
Hey, you want to help me break in?
Not really.
I got to make sure he's okay. He'd understand.
You sure you want to leave your dad alone in the truck?
He tends to wander.
Hey, dad, stay in the truck.
Do not move.
That should work.
You know, I did some work on these condos
that didn't sell.
They're renting them pretty cheap.
You might want to take a look.
Maybe I like living with my parents.
Maybe I like hemorrhoids.
I just thought it might be good for you.
Hey, do whatever you want.
Look, if there's any dogs or alarms,
you're running point.
When did you turn into such a sissy?
Go ahead. Come on.
Well, I'll give you five for the execution
and a--and a low three for the landing.
Nate!
What the hell?
Nate.
Oh, my God.
Nate?
So when did the chest pains start?
I don't know. Maybe an hour ago.
Are you kidding? No.
Why didn't you call us?
I couldn't reach the phone.
What's up with the empty house?
Diane moved out.
I'm sorry.
Well, you're not having a heart attack.
I'll bet you 20 bucks it's a P.E.
Oh, yeah, a pulmonary embolism.
It's a known complication of not taking care of yourself
after leg surgery.
Why did you leave the hospital, Nate?
I got way too much to do.
If we're gonna get that facility up and open on time,
I got personnel issues, supplies,
and government permits.
I'm the only guy that can pull it off.
Really?
You're the only guy in the whole world?
When I got out,
I jumped right back into work.
I wish I hadn't.
I could have used some more time.
I took the family on a vacation...
Turks and Caicos.
Yeah? You do some parasailing? How'd that go?
No parasailing.
Diane moved out a week later...
when she heard about Afghanistan.
And the kids
I love them.
They're teenagers, though, you know?
They don't have time for me.
What if you had some time for them?
Shooting the angiogram.
Big pulmonary embolus, left lung.
All right, now bust up the clot with a little tpa.
Just a little bit, though.
Otherwise his knee's gonna spray like a geyser.
Thanks for the warning.
The house was empty? Yeah.
He said that Diane was gonna come by
and visit with the kids.
She didn't even know about the surgery.
Why would he tell us that? I guess he was embarrassed.
This guy's actually a doctor?
He was the commander of our combat hospital--
probably the best field surgeon in the army.
Well, I'm impressed with his clinical judgment...
leaving ama and all.
Do you ever shut up?
Do you have any idea how many lives
this man has saved?
Classic.
Can fix the world, but he can't fix himself.
Sounds familiar.
And that is what you call a cure...
like nothing ever happened.
Your hero can go back to limping on water in no time.
Chloe, let's do that spinal tap on Bliss.
That may not be necessary.
Well, we have to isolate the organism.
"Plasmodium falciparum-- present.
Parasite density, 6%."
How the hell did she get malaria?
Her plane out of Amsterdam originated in Cameroon.
An infected African mosquito hitched a ride to Europe
and took a bite out of Bliss.
That's crazy. Yeah.
It's called "airport malaria."
There's cerebral involvement.
She'll need quinidine...
Ten per kilo and 0.02 a minute.
Yeah.
Okay.
Hey, at least one of us was thinking like a doctor.
Good work.
Pushing another amp of atropine.
This is Michaela.
I'm Dr. Harris.
We couldn't control her bleeding
after her heart stopped.
I know. Angel told me everything.
I'm here.
Mommy?
High dose epi, ten milligrams.
For real?
We stopped using that years ago.
It gets you a pulse, but no one survives.
You heard my orders. What are you doing here?
I placed her dialysis catheter.
I'm invested in the outcome.
It's okay to touch her.
Can she hear me?
It's possible.
I don't want you to go.
We have to stop soon.
Hold compression, but keep bagging.
I've got a pulse.
Did you fix her?
We cannot fix her.
It's time to say good-bye.
I love you...
to the moon and back.
Is she gone?
I'm sorry for your loss.
8:21 P.M.
Thanks for picking me up and going shopping with me.
You're welcome.
So what does this mean?
What does what mean?
This-- us fondling tomatoes.
It means we both like tomatoes.
So you're gonna be a total guy about it, huh?
Okay.
Right.
What are you doing?
Reading the paper. What are you doing?
You look high. I toss you, am I gonna find a bindle?
Go ahead and give it a shot.
It's over. You lost.
It's time to get a real job and pay your way.
You understand me?
The world doesn't revolve around her.
Sometimes a guy's just reading the paper.
Nick!
I see you near the hospital, Sonia's apartment,
anywhere she might be,
I'm gonna build you a box of trouble
you won't be able to close.
Hey, you pay for that tomato, okay?
Mm. Mr. Fattore, sir?
All due respect, Dom's out of control.
You're referring to the business with his dog.
I'm referring to a woman who came into the ER--
Francisco's girlfriend.
I stood there while a 14-year-old girl
watched her mother die
because she happened to be in love
with one of Dom's enemies.
Watch it.
I always have, and I always will.
Give me a number.
Whatever it is, I'll pay it.
You got me out of trouble once,
and I'll always be grateful.
But I need my freedom. What's it gonna cost me?
Let's see.
It's hard to put a dollar value
on breaking my daughter's heart...
and then disappearing evidence
that a cardiologist was high on blow,
accidentally causing the death of a patient.
See if you can try.
$750,000.
Pop, first of all, mom tells me
you're down here with four guys talking about my heart.
That's crazy.
Second of all,
3/4 of a million dollars because we broke up?
I barely remember what happened.
I'm serious.
Pop, spank him $100, 000 and call it a day.
Okay, $100, 000 for your pain, Jules.
$900,000 for saving your license.
You have a week. I'll tell Dom to back off.
Thanks, Jules.
I'm sorry.
Really?
Oh, hey.
Hey, I forgot to give you these.
Oh. Oh, thanks.
The clutch act up?
Oh, actually, I didn't end up using the car.
I ran into my dad and Mike, so he took me.
Oh.
Which is probably a good thing,
since you don't have GPS.
Yeah, you know, you're the master of the wrong turn.
Yeah.
How is he?
You, uh, saved Nate's life.
I don't know what you said in the ambulance,
but he took it to heart,
and he's sticking around for a while.
Oh, I'm worried, Chris. About what?
It's slow and quiet on this side of the world.
Yeah, well, this is real, and that's not.
Ha ha!
Maybe Veronica was right.
When my outside doesn't match my inside,
I get squirrelly.
I'm afraid if Diane is willing to come back,
I'm gonna screw things up again.
Yeah, well, you know,
you got to take it a day at a time.
Diane likes baseball. Take her to a Yankee game.
Buy her a hot dog.
Hey, Chris.
Yeah?
Will you do something for me?
Anything.
I want you to go to Afghanistan
and run the hospital.
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Hey.
Ever heard of airport malaria?
Somebody's having a rough day.
An interesting day.
Ah. "May you live in interesting times."
The ancient chinese curse.
You're wrong.
An English guy made that up in 1936.
How do you know that?
I gotta take a leak.
Pleasure talking to you.
Chloe!
Hi. Hi?
You just destroyed my life! Andy...
The coach called me,
and I thought he wanted to talk about the new offense.
Instead he tells me I'm off the team.
Do you have any idea how dangerous it is
for you to play?
I decide what I do, not you.
Even if it can kill you?
If you were so damned concerned,
why didn't you talk to me? I did.
Hey, we're just talking. Stop, both of you!
Oh!
Aah! Andy!
Oh, my God! Andy, are you okay?
Andy! Open your eyes.
Go. I don't think he's breathing.
Calling 911.
Yeah, I got a guy here with major head trauma.
He's unconscious and not breathing.
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