[PHONE RINGS]
PRATT: No, I'm not buying that silly excuse.
You've been cleaning the room for three hours.
My patient needs a tele bed right now. You hear me?
- Thirty-five, 21... - Hello? Hello?
- What is wrong with the phones? - Eighty-five.
They're working on them today. Thirty-three...
Hey, Pratt. Pratt. Here's your new medical student.
PRATT: What new medical student? - Larry Weston, third year, UIC.
- Yeah, why wasn't I told about this? - I'm telling you now.
Great, great. Look, Barry, l...
- That's Larry. - Yeah, I'm sorry about that, man.
I didn't know you were coming and I'm getting off soon, so Morris...
Uh-uh. Don't look at me. Forty-one, 21, 55...
PRATT: There's a Dr. Gates working today.
Find him and tell him Dr. Pratt said you're gonna be shadowing him.
- Dr. Gates. - You can't miss him.
Swarthy, always has his hands in his pockets.
- Got it. - All right.
- I always knew you had a cruel streak. RAY: Hey, Pratt.
Will you sign off on my thumb-versus-table-saw guy?
- Anyone know who's on surgical call? MORRIS: I think Neela is. Why?
- Hey, guys. Sam's birthday. - No reason.
Drinks at Ike's later and everybody has to sign her card.
Jeez, could you find a bigger card?
Despite what you've been told, Ray, size does matter.
SAM: Hey, I'm going to get coffee. Does anybody want one?
RAY: No, it's cool. PRATT: No, I'm good.
You okay, Frank?
Oh, my back's a little stiff. It's fine.
- Okay. MORRIS: Twenty-four, 16, 69...
- Morris, what are you doing? - It's a well-known medical axiom:
If the ages of all the patients in the ER add up to a thousand, you can go home.
- So far, I'm up to 781. MARQUEZ: That for real?
I heard your shift is over when you treat a pirate and his parrot.
PRATT: Nobody's going anywhere unless I say so.
And I say, Ray, infected tummy tuck in 2.
Morris, we got a rig pulling in any minute.
And you can go out and calculate that.
Twenty-five, 29, 81...
Knuckleheads. I'm surrounded by knuckleheads.
KOVAC: Hey.
Hey, Luka. Sorry, I really need this.
- Long night last night? - Sam, could you give me a hand?
Yeah, sure.
Don't worry. Your caffeine fix will be waiting for you at the Admit desk.
- Hey, happy birthday. - Thanks, Luka.
Alfred Gower, 63. Blocked G-tube.
Under hospice care for end-stage esophageal cancer.
- Hospice? Then why is he here? - It's a G-tube. It's a comfort measure.
- What the hell? - Been at it since we picked him up.
Ma'am, you need to stop that.
Hear we're going out for drinks for your birthday.
We don't have to. It's not a big deal. Know what, lady?
Knock it off or I'll rip that camera out of your hands.
It's all right. She's with me.
I don't care. You're in our way.
Come on, I'm authorized. Smile for the camera, birthday girl.
Hey, knock it o...
- Can I help you with something, Morris? - No, but I can help you with one word:
- Las Vegas. - Pardon?
Okay, two words. It is the hot venue for destination weddings.
- What? How did you...? - No, don't worry.
I've been sworn to secrecy. So Las Vegas.
It has glitz, glamour, Celine Dion...
Abby and I are not the glitz-and-glamour type.
There are plenty of cultural things to do. The Hoover Dam.
Liberace Museum. Nudes on Ice...
Morris, I'm not talking about this.
And if I were you, I wouldn't mention it to Abby.
What about for your bachelor party?
Did I mention the brothels in Nevada? They're legal.
- What's legal? - Uh, cockfighting in Louisiana.
Good to know.
[CLEARS THROAT]
- You all right? - I'm great. Great.
I'd love to have this chat, but I think I hear Frank calling me.
Yep, there is it. Frank, what's up?
Uh, hello, I'm Dr...
Lockhart.
- Uh, so you fainted at the...? - Sun N' Go.
- I was waiting for a tanning bed... - She passed out. It was awful.
- Did you have breakfast? - Mm-hm.
Diet soda and two saltines.
That doesn't really sound like breakfast.
We'll be tan and thin for spring break if it kills us.
- Yeah. - You're on your way.
Hey, Sam, can I get 2 liters of saline and a chem panel?
Sure. Wow, that's some color you guys got there.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Tanning puts you at risk for cancer. Think about self-tanner or spray-on tans?
You don't wanna have skin like leather when you're in your 40s.
We're still at an age where we care how we look.
Mm-hm.
Okay, uh...
We're gonna need to keep you here while we wait for your labs.
Ouch. I cannot believe we just got dissed by those walking raisins.
I hope it rains every day on spring break.
- Oh, happy birthday, by the way. - Thanks.
Hey, Mr. Gower. We got a new G-tube in your size.
You can't unclog it?
They tried flushing it but it didn't work, so a doctor has to replace it.
Let's forget about the G-tube.
I'll buy us all a steak and a bottle of Cabernet.
That's tempting, but how about I get you a puréed meal and an Ensure chaser?
Somehow that doesn't quite make it.
Uh, I didn't get a chance before, but I'm Diana Moore.
- Hi, Sam Taggart. Listen, about earlier... - Don't worry about it. No problem.
Uh, no, I wanted to say that even if you are authorized...
...you can't get in the way of us doing our job.
Uh, okay, it won't happen again.
Don't blame Diana. She's dedicated to her work.
What is that? Patient paparazzi?
Yeah, actually, I'm documenting hospice patients through their deaths.
But I keep mucking it up by continuing to breathe.
It's all about you, isn't it?
I gotta hang around long enough to convince her...
...to run away with me to Cabo. - And I'm holding out for Maui.
GOWER: Okay, Maui. - Well, okay, then.
Sam, do you have someplace I could stash my stuff...
...and maybe upload some photos?
You know what? Let me check, I'll be back.
Hey, Frank. Can I get a puréed meal for Trauma 1?
- You're asking me because...? - Make it mashed potatoes and turkey.
- Somebody's getting bossy in her old age. - I'm only 28.
Yeah, well, live it up while you can. You're about to hit the big 3-0.
I'm not afraid of turning 30.
- Morris, I got the G-tube for Mr. Gower. - Well, I think you should be.
That's when gravity takes over and everything north turns south.
- What? - He means you got a small window...
...before you go from miss to ma'am...
...skinny jeans to relaxed fit, blond highlights to little black chin hairs.
- Oh, that's so wrong. MORRIS: No, really.
You're a smart guy, and I know Pratt assigned you to me...
...but I do my best work alone.
- But I really wanna learn. - Categorize the charts here.
- You want them by patient name...? - Surprise me.
Frank, you know anything about Bluetooth?
- What is a blue tooth? - I'll take that as a no.
It's my little thing that's broken. I can't dictate my notes into it.
Get a secretary.
[DOOR OPENS]
- Oh. Hi. Getting coffee. - Hey, uh. Tea.
Excuse me.
- Honey? - Yeah. What? Um...
Sorry. Here.
- You busy? - Very.
SAM: How long you been working on the project?
About a year.
- I'm gonna go. - Me too.
- You don't find it a tad morbid? - Well, yeah.
I mean, it's been known to stop a few conversations at cocktail parties...
...but I'm not really just documenting the end of somebody's existence.
I'm telling the story of people's lives, rich with history...
...engaged in the struggle to survive.
- But don't they ever wanna let go? - Yeah, sometimes.
It could be beautiful too, you know?
I've seen a lot of dying in my life...
...but it just made me wanna live more.
What do you mean " dying"?
Name a war or civil unrest since 1984, I've been there.
Covered it. Somalia, Chechnya, Tiananmen Square, Iraq.
I can see why you're a big hit at parties.
[CHUCKLING]
Yeah, well, you know what, when their eyes start to glaze over...
...I trot out stories of the famous fashion photographer...
...I worked with in Paris out of school.
Paris?
Wow, I always wanted to see Paris.
Eighteen, no responsibilities, nothing to tie me down.
- You know what I mean. - Oh, yeah, sure.
I went through this avant-garde stint for a while.
That didn't pay the rent, so I tried nature photography.
Think models have attitude?
Try working with a moose.
[LAUGHING]
- An exciting life. - The grass isn't always greener.
- You like photography? - Oh, no, please.
I'm lucky if I don't put my finger over the lens on a disposable camera.
I gotta go. Use the room for as long as you want.
Excuse me, coming through. Hey, what you got?
Derek Marchak, 32, driver of a jackknifed truck on the Dan Ryan.
- Where's Mary? - Good vitals, deep lacs, abdominal pain.
- We'll call her. - She was with me. She rides with me.
They were cutting her out. Truck was mangled bad.
DEREK: I gotta go to her, she'll be scared.
- I gotta go to her. MORRIS: Settle down.
SAM: As soon as we find her, we'll let you know.
Corey Hales, semi versus compact. Sheared the roof right off the car.
- Tachy to 132, systolic 74, sats 94. - Was he conscious on the scene?
PICKMAN: He went apneic in the rig, GCS 7.
Vincent Hales, restrained driver.
- Daddy's here. Hang in there. - Why isn't he boarded and collared?
- He refused. Wanted to be with his boy. - Not acceptable.
Was walking and talking with good vitals.
Son was crashing, I wasn't about to argue.
- He's gonna be okay? MARQUEZ: Sats down to 83.
KOVAC: Okay, let's move it. - Lungs clear, breath sounds are equal.
- Let them know we moved Mr. Gower. - Belly's soft, stable pelvis.
- I'll get his arm for you. - CBC, trauma panel, type and cross.
SAM: Got a flash. RAY: What happened, man?
I don't know. It was all so fast.
Okay, we need a tox screen and an ETOH level as well.
- Hi. - Hey, Mayday.
I got a page. I'm Dr. Rasgotra from Surgery. Does anything hurt?
Not really. My wife, did they bring in my wife?
GATES: Let us work on you. SAM: I'll find out.
MORRIS: Alert and oriented. Vitals good, needs Surgery to sign off.
Lower extremities clear, no step-offs, no deformities.
- Some nasty knee surgeries. - Medial meniscus? ACL? Anything?
- Both. Old war wounds, football. - Oh, yeah? Where'd you play?
Bunch of places, Indiana, Ohio. I was pretty good for a while.
- Can I get you to sign this quick? - What is it?
SAM: Consent to treatment.
NEELA: We need you to sign before we can do any labs or tests.
Where it says patient's signature.
He may have hit his head harder than we thought.
All right, better get a scan. Sam, call CT.
Good mechanism for ICH, right?
Yeah, car crashes are a leading cause of TBI.
- Phone's out. GATES: Irrigation tray, 4-by-4 of 0 silk.
SAM: Hey. - Sats only 81.
SAM: Does your phone work?
MARQUEZ: Yeah. BOBECK: No, I got it, I got it. I'm in.
ABBY: Are you in pain, Mr. Hales?
Someone take him to Exam 3...
...get a C-collar on him, have a Resident check him out.
- I'm staying with my son. - Chuny, call for a vent.
She needs to access first.
His pressure is too low. He's too clamped.
We were driving back from Ohio. Went to see my parents.
Okay, IO going into the left tibia.
Okay, run a liter of NS through the IO, place another one on the other side.
- I'll do a subclavian. - BP's 76/24.
- What's that mean? ABBY: His pressure's too low.
- He might be bleeding internally. - Hey, Sam, is Neela next door?
- Yeah. - Can you please ask her to come in here?
I got a stab wound to the neck in Triage. I can't find anybody in a white coat.
- Pratt, you go. - Pulse is in the 140s.
ABBY: Push unit's almost in. Hanging O-neg in the other IO.
Damn, I can't get a flash.
Hypotensive kid with no good access? Shall I put in a femoral?
KOVAC: Yeah, go ahead.
Hey, I saw him after the accident.
NEELA: Eighteen gauge and a Cordis introducer.
Hey, he was driving the truck, wasn't he?
- He's the one who caused this. ABBY: We don't know that.
Hey, you. I'm talking to you.
- Hey, look what you did to my son. KOVAC: Mr. Hales, calm down.
- He killed my wife and daughter. - That kid gonna be all right?
KOVAC: If you don't control yourself... - What he's saying, is it true?
- Did I do that? VINCENT: What am I supposed to do?
You killed my wife and daughter.
Bastard.
Stole the film off the processor.
- How much in so far? - Almost 3 liters.
KOVAC: Vitals? MARQUEZ: Pulse is 138. BP 75/29.
- It's okay, son, you're doing great. NEELA: The fluid's not touching him.
That's because it's not getting into his circulation.
- SI joint disruption. - Pelvic fracture. I'll get the T-POD.
All the fluid we're running into his lower extremities is pouring into the fracture.
- He needs access above the break. - How do I get this on?
NEELA: I'll show you. - Mae Lee?
Dr. Dubenko sent me to observe. You can do an IO up there?
It's a little trickier to get the position right, but you can.
Two hundred mics per kilo of Factor 7 A.
ABBY: All right, I'm in. Running the blood up here.
He should go upstairs for angio and then maybe the O.R.
- You mean an operation? - Perhaps, but he should be okay.
VINCENT: You hear that, buddy? It's all good.
CT results.
We got word on your wife. She's being choppered in. Be here soon.
- Did they say how she is? - Uh, no.
- But I'll get an update. - Thanks.
Well, good news. Your neck is fine and your brain looks normal and healthy.
Yeah, I bet.
If I wasn't so damn stupid, my wife wouldn't be coming in here by chopper.
Kids wouldn't be hurt.
MORRIS: You need to be observed overnight.
We'll keep you down here till we find you a bed.
You should rest now, Mr. Marchak, okay?
So, birthday girl, you been getting your sexy on...
...now that Alex is away at that fancy boarding school?
It's not fancy, Morris.
I sent my kid there because he needs help. More than I could give him.
Of course. I'm sorry.
Yeah, but now I feel like I might've made a mistake.
I've been e-mailing him, I've been calling him, but he's ignoring me.
No, no, no, you did the right thing. Alex needed help.
It may take him some time to adjust...
...but don't worry, everything's gonna turn out fine.
Hope so.
Hey, Frank, any updates on the chopper with the trucker's wife?
- Negative. - Any calls for me?
Double negative.
Hey, Abby, awesome save on that boy today.
Oh, thank you, Hope. You were a big help.
So there's something I'd like to talk to you about if you have a minute.
I don't really right now, but maybe later?
Sure, no problem.
SAM: Yeah, Alex Taggart. No. Has he gotten any of my messages?
Sam, my pancreatitis guy needs orthostatics...
...an NG tube and repeat blood gas. - Yeah, sure.
Give the results to Kovac. I'm out of here.
Will you just tell him that his mother called again? Thank you.
- What is this? - Oh, no, Sam, you don't have to...
" Ten Don'ts Before You Say I Do.
Taffeta or Tulle, It's Up to You. "
- Are you getting married? BOBECK: Me? No.
It's just... This is wedding research that I've collected over the years.
It weighs a ton. How long you been doing research?
- Since I was 10. SAM: Ten? What's it doing here?
Well, someone I know is getting married...
...and I thought she might like to borrow it...
...without getting angry or hurting me.
I have no idea how to plan a wedding, when that ever happens to me.
Weddings are wonderful and they're magical and...
Oh.
Oops. So sorry.
Well, I would be honored, Sam, to help you...
...when your day comes.
Thanks.
Wow. Tony, I can't believe you let me do a paracentesis.
Well, my philosophy is 90 percent of learning is doing.
I was wondering, though.
As an intern, don't you need supervision?
Let's just keep that between you and me, okay?
Nobody really needs to know about it. People like Kovac, Pratt.
- Yeah, got it, got it. - Hey, Neela.
Why don't you go check on the charts?
Double-check them. Be thorough. It'll be fun.
WESTON: Yeah, cool. Cool. - Okay?
- Need help? - Oh, thanks, but we're...
I've got it, Neela. Lucien wants you to stay down here.
Lucien does?
- So how are things? - Good.
Sarah spent the weekend with her grandparents.
It gave me time to think about everything, you know.
I'm gonna talk to her about what Meg said and the whole paternity-test thing.
- Any idea how she'll take it? - I don't know.
I'm still having a hard time with it myself.
If there's anything I can do...
I don't wanna put you in an awkward position.
I know, but if I can help...
But I don't want you to feel...
...like you have to do anything more than you want to do.
I know, but I mean...
Actually, you know...
I just don't know how I fit in.
Well, I understand, I totally understand. I'll keep you posted.
- Okay. - Bye. Bye.
[ELEVATOR DINGING]
Unrestrained passenger, prolonged extrication...
...blunt trauma to chest. NEELA: Abby.
Hypotensive, hypoxic with respiratory distress.
- Okay, Trauma 2. NEELA: Updated vitals.
BP 90 palp, pulse 120, 89 percent sats.
Is she from the expressway crash? Mary Marchak?
She needs an airway.
Seven and a half ET tube with a scope and a curved blade.
NEELA: Paradoxical chest movement on the left.
MARQUEZ: Pulse is thready.
ABBY: Flail chest, 20 of etomidate, 120 sux.
RAY: Pupils equal and reactive.
[MOUTHING] Are you okay?
O-2 sat 86 percent.
[COUGHING]
CBC, trauma panel, Foley, chest, pelvis and C-spine films.
- How long you had that? - Didn't know you cared.
I don't. Find me later and I'll check it out.
Have fun, kids.
- The Medivan's right outside. DIANA: Oh, great.
- Because he's really anxious to get home. - He's a fighter.
Well, doctors gave him three weeks. It's been three months.
- He's also quite a character. DIANA: Yeah.
I wanna make sure he's set up before I get my things.
- I'll pack it up. - Thank you.
Thank you, Miss Taggart. It's been a pleasure.
Till we meet again.
NEELA: Cordis introducer. RAY: Spleen looks good.
- Damn it, where's our blood? - Ten more minutes for cross-match.
Fluid by the liver, hemopneumothorax on the left.
SAM: You need me? - Not big enough to cause tamponade.
- Crit 32 percent. NEELA: Sterile 6s to me and Mae Lee.
- Yes, Sam, I did. NEELA: Second chest tube and 10 blade.
- Give the first one a chance to work. - There isn't time.
- Well, we don't have room. - Hey, hey, hey, wait.
There are too many people in here and a full ER out there.
- Abby, go clear the board. - Morris.
Pratt's shift is over, Kovac is at a meeting.
- Someone needs to push charts. ABBY: Fine.
Sam, find me a cell saver now, please?
Please, what's going on? I can't see anything. How's Mary?
- Doctors are doing everything they can. - Is she gonna be okay?
- Found one. - She has to be okay.
Please, please, she's my whole life.
- Mary, honey, I'm right here. SAM: Found it.
DEREK: It's gonna be okay. Hold on. MORRIS: Ray, set it up.
If this doesn't work, think about a thoracotomy.
MORRIS: For blunt trauma? - Survival's one in 400.
That's because we don't usually do it until after they arrest.
Make the incision in the anterior auxiliary line.
MARQUEZ: BP 65. - Could have a cardiac laceration.
MORRIS: No, the scan showed minimal fluid in the pericardium.
NEELA: Hold the clamp so it doesn't go in too far.
Can find it with my finger, but I can't get the tube in.
Extend the incision.
Here, like this. Let me show you.
- Scalpel. MARQUEZ: Heart rate's dropping.
MORRIS: Hang another O-neg and call the blood bank again.
MARQUEZ: Sats, 82. MORRIS: Come on, Neela.
- She's getting hard to bag. PARK: Whoa.
Get the Thora-Seal. She's gonna bleed out.
She's getting blood. Do the thoracotomy in the O.R.
- She's bradying down. - She'll die before she gets there.
- This is the only time we have. - You made your case.
Thoracotomy tray.
- Hey. - Hey, how was your meeting?
- Oh. Long, boring, unnecessary. - Sounds fun.
- How would you feel about eloping? - Eloping? What brought that on?
Morris knows we're getting married.
- You know, I bet Hope told him. - What? Hope knows?
Mm-hm.
She's got this bizarre wedding ESP.
Morris suggested we should get married in Vegas with Celine Dion.
Ha, ha. Well, we need to shut them down before they tell everybody.
How do we do that?
Beat them with a bag of oranges?
Because I hear it doesn't leave any marks.
Or we could just talk to them.
- That's much better. - Okay.
- Bye. - Bye.
[WRIGHT COUGHING]
- Hey, Lockhart. - Hey.
- Ready to play doctor? - Yeah. Um...
Come on in here.
- Unzip your flight suit. - Usually, I get dinner first...
Quiet or I'll give you a rectal just for the hell of it.
Nice bedside manner.
- Did you get a flu shot? - Yeah.
Good breath sounds, a few crackles at the base.
Any change in exercise tolerance?
I get short of breath about halfway through a lap dance.
Thanks for the visual.
You know, I'm not much for complaining, but...
But what?
Back in '01 after the towers fell...
...we jumped in my truck, drove straight through to New York.
We worked the pile for a couple of weeks.
Not that we found anyone alive.
You think that's what caused this?
Well, we kept working, breathing in pulverized concrete, glass...
...dust particles laced with benzene, dioxin, asbestos, lead.
Wearing any protective gear?
According to the government and the EPA, we didn't need any.
Always reliable.
They got a name for it, Trade Center Cough.
Some of the guys got it, they're sick. Asthma, lymphoma, leukemia.
One of them died in January.
Sorry.
Pulse ox is okay, but it could be better.
If I have something...
...or if I'm gonna get something, I wanna know.
I'll order a chest x-ray and some labs.
This is just between us. Even my wife doesn't know.
I don't wanna be grounded while they dick around trying to prove a scientific link.
Okay.
I'm on till 8. Probably have the results by then.
Lockhart.
I owe you.
RAY: Okay, here's some light. - I see the pericardium.
- Mayo scissors. - Give 2 units FFP.
Two-0 silk with a pledget. I feel a defect.
- Surgery, what's the story? - Blunt trauma, flail chest.
Hypotensive despite fluid resuscitation and transfusion.
We hooked up the cell saver to recycle blood...
...while I put in the second chest tube.
- There's fluid in the... - Pericardium.
I thought there was a ventricular laceration from a fractured rib...
...so we decided to do a thoracotomy.
There was a defect in the ventricle and now Neela's holding pressure on it.
- Excellent, Mae Lee. - Wait a minute, that is not exact...
DUBENKO: There's surgical consults in the ER.
Go see to them. I'll do the repair with Mae Lee.
- Yeah, well, I've already got... - I've got it, Neela. I've got it.
Okay. Visualize the injury...
Self-portrait.
Ovarian cancer. First time around.
First?
But they say the third time's a charm.
- I'm sorry. - And I'm pissed off and annoyed.
Are you in treatment now?
Two more sessions.
At least this time, I didn't lose my hair.
Yeah, you look great.
I feel fine.
I felt fine when they first diagnosed me.
Who knew a few days' bloating was stage four?
Yeah, unfortunately, there's no real reliable screening tool.
Yet.
Just need money and research.
We're still the poor stepchild of the breast-cancer publicity machine.
All those pink ribbons.
Do you know what color is associated with ovarian cancer?
Teal.
I mean, what is that? It's not blue, it's not green.
And I'm guessing that your illness has something to do with your project.
Yeah, my cancer was my wake-up call.
It made me more passionate about living...
...about doing the things that make me happy.
Not worrying about the stupid stuff.
Happy birthday.
What? No.
- What? No, no, I can't take that. - Oh, yes, yes, yes, you can.
Companies give me free stuff all the time.
Really?
- Thank you. - Use it. It's fun.
- Yeah. - Point and shoot.
Just remember to move your finger.
GATES: Odd place for a bee sting. - I know. I have no idea...
All right, best not to talk, okay?
Half cc of one percent lido and epi.
That should make her tongue nice and numb. All right.
And got it.
Suck on Popsicles till the swelling goes down.
Next time you go jogging, keep your mouth closed.
- Get all that? - I'll write it up and add it to your charts.
- How's that going, by the way? - All done.
Except, well, I didn't wanna mention it, but I found several spelling errors.
Oh. That was just a test to make sure you were paying attention.
- And you did very well. Bravo, Larry. - Thanks.
Gates.
- I'm not your personal answering service. - Sorry. Gates.
Uh, no, there's no Seymour Butts here. Hello, Sarah, where are you?
Hey... Oh.
- Grandma and Grandpa drop you off? - Yeah, they say hi.
- Look what I got. - Wow, fancy. Who's gonna pay for it?
Grandma and Grandpa are paying for it.
They say they'll be able to keep in touch with me better...
...and it's gonna be good for emergencies, because I'll have it and then...
All right, I'm sold, but we're gonna set up some rules.
Of course we are.
- Did you have a good time? - Yeah, Grandpa let me ride Beauty.
She's the one that's jet black with a white spot in the middle of her forehead.
- That sounds like fun. - Yeah.
And they told me all these stories about Mom.
Like when she was my age, she took Grandpa's car for a ride without asking.
Yeah, well, don't get any ideas.
So you think maybe you'd like to spend a little more time with them?
Sure.
Maybe, um...
I don't know, you think you might wanna live with them?
Well, I don't know. I mean, my school's here.
So I can't really do that. And all my friends are here.
You're here too.
I mean, why would I wanna do that?
Just asking. Come on, let's get my stuff, get out of here.
RAY: V-fib. - Charge the internal paddles.
Tie the suture while they prepare to defibrillate.
Tie the knot.
- Mae Lee, tie the knot. MARQUEZ: Charged.
MORRIS: Twenty joules.
Clear. Clear!
RAY: Uh, still no response.
Mae Lee, tie the knot.
- Out of my way. MARQUEZ: Got it.
DUBENKO: Hypocalcemic from massive transfusion.
MORRIS: She's also hypoxic from the pulmonary bleed. Clear.
DUBENKO: Yeah, got it.
RAY: Still no pulse.
She's in pump failure from cardiac contusion.
MORRIS: Resume internal compressions.
RAY: V-fib again.
MORRIS: I don't think we're gonna get her out of it this time.
DUBENKO: No, she's coagulopathic, I can't stop the bleeding.
Thirty joules. Okay, clear.
[EKG FLATLINING]
Stop, stop, stop it. There's nothing more we can do.
Stop it. It's over. It's over.
Call it, Ray.
RAY: Okay, time of death, 13:25.
Repair of a cardiac laceration is way beyond a fourth-year medical student.
I did the repair. Mae Lee put in one stitch.
I was there. I was in a much better position to assist you.
Learn to share the sandbox. Mae Lee's here for four weeks.
You've got four years. You'll get another chance.
This isn't the procedure. Do you have a problem with me?
Do I have a problem with you?
Look, you're a very talented surgeon, Neela, but, yeah.
Maybe I've let our personal friendship...
...get in the way of our professional relationship.
Well, how? What do you mean?
I'm the chief and you're an intern. That's it.
- M... Maybe I've sent off mixed signals... - No, it seems very clear.
You're angry with me. I don't understand. Is this about Manish?
I am not angry with you and this is not about Manish.
It's just... I just think it's time we reset our dynamic, that's all.
You gonna reset that dead woman there? Reset her grieving husband?
No, you can't take it personally when a surgery doesn't go well...
...just as I can't make surgical decisions based...
- Based on what? - On my personal feelings towards you.
Look, um, we both know that poor woman didn't die...
...because Mae Lee was in there and you weren't.
Her injuries were far too great. Nothing on this earth could've saved her.
Give it to me straight.
Your blood work was normal. Your chest x-rays were clear.
But there is some evidence of sinusitis.
So here are your films and your test results.
Plus a prescription for azithromycin and Pulmicort, that's an inhaler.
It should help.
- So I'm okay for now. - Looks like it.
This is a good thing.
There are lots of people who worked at ground zero and at the landfills.
I mean, how many of them are walking time bombs?
No good deed goes unpunished, I guess.
- Maybe next time we'll be smarter. - Maybe now you'll tell your wife.
What? And give her more ammo to nag me about? Heh, heh.
- Night, Lockhart. - Good night.
RAY: Someone from Social Work will be down to help you with arrangements.
Is there anyone we can call?
No.
It was just the two of us.
We liked it like that.
We never ran out of things to say.
Even on long stretches of road that seem to go on for days.
Must be nice to spend that amount of time with the person you love.
Actually, she was the brains behind everything.
Did all the paperwork, paid the bills, read the road maps.
I can't tell you how many times she kept us from getting lost.
Today was gonna be different.
- Different? - Yeah.
The rain makes her sleepy.
So I told her to take a nap.
I was sure I knew what exit to take.
But the sign wasn't the sign.
I got confused.
I didn't wanna wake her up.
I wanted to do it myself.
Do what?
Read.
I wanted to read the damn exit sign.
Derek...
You don't know how to read?
Mary was trying to teach me.
You graduated high school and went to college?
They just passed me along.
Nobody cared long as I could read the defense and get the ball in the end zone.
Coaches said I was gonna get drafted first round.
I wasn't prepared for it not to work out.
I'm sorry.
I just wanted to make you proud.
I'm sorry.
- Get. - Heh, heh.
Sarah?
I'll do the dishes after I do my homework, okay?
No, this isn't about the dishes. Could you come back in here a sec?
I need to talk to you for a second.
I've been trying to figure out a way to tell you this...
...and if I should tell you this.
What?
The night that your mom died...
...she told me...
...that I'm your father.
My dad's name was Keith. He died.
I know, I know. We all thought that your dad was Keith.
But, um, there's a chance that that might not be true.
But Mom didn't tell me. Why wouldn't she tell me?
I don't know, sweetie. She must have had her reasons.
So are you my dad or not?
Well, there's a simple test we can take.
It's called a paternity test...
...and if you want, we can take it tonight.
Why are you doing this now?
Is this because I don't wanna go live with Grandma and Grandpa?
- Sarah, I just want... - You're just trying to get rid of me.
- I want what's best for you. - No, you're lying.
I know you're lying. You're lying just like Mom.
She always lied.
- Sarah... - No, okay?
I don't want you to be my dad and I'm not taking your test.
You know, Morris might have something.
Maybe we should get married someplace exotic.
Like where?
The beach or the mountains. Why don't...? We could go to Croatia.
Really?
No one from work would be able to be there.
BOBECK: Do it. One, two, three, go.
Stop.
[GRUNTS]
Would that be so bad?
Morris, Hope.
We need to talk to you.
- Who? Us? KOVAC: Look, listen.
Abby and I really appreciate your interest in our engagement...
- It's so exciting, a wedding. - Hope.
Sorry.
And while your planning is very thoughtful...
...it's borderline obsessive.
- Oh, we just wanna help. - Well, next time, just don't help.
And don't blab to anybody. Not us, just no one.
Okay. I mean, if that's what you want.
- We do. - We do.
Hey, everybody. Look who's here.
ALL: Sam!
Guys.
- Look at everybody. - Let's have a toast, Sam.
To Sam, happy birthday and many more.
Hear, hear.
[ALL CHEERING]
B-10. You didn't actually mean to put in " Get Down Tonight. "
I like KC and the Sunshine Band.
It's better than the choice that you made.
Oh, hey, " Woman" by Wolfmother? That is destined to be a classic.
On what planet?
Now...
I know we're pretending to be normal.
And I know we're pretending that this isn't awkward.
- But it's kind of awkward, isn't it? - Yeah, kind of.
So, what, are we just gonna say that this never happened?
I know we should talk about this...
...but, uh, these days, I just feel like my head's gonna explode.
There's just a lot of stuff going on.
Gates.
I'm trying to figure it out.
I, uh, wanna figure it out. It's just...
I just need some time.
I've been there once before. It didn't turn out so good for me.
Well, you won't have to wait long. Okay?
Okay.
[MUSIC PLAYS OVER JUKEBOX]
- Oh, yes, B-10. - Somebody make it stop.
- Sam, come and dance with us. - Please?
All right.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Oh, wait a second, you guys. Be right back.
Hello? Hey, wait, I can barely hear you. Hold on.
No, no, no, don't hang up. Wait a sec, wait a sec.
Alex? Hey, I'm so glad you called.
I was worried.
Yeah?
Yeah, it is my birthday.
Thank you.
You okay?
[DOOR OPENS]
If the test says you're my dad, can I stay with you?
Absolutely.
Okay.
You sure?
Is it gonna hurt?
No, we just...
We'll take a little swab of one cheek...
...and then send it to the lab...
...and then they send us the results in the mail.
That's it?
Mm-hm.
And until then?
Nothing changes.
Of course I'm coming up this weekend.
Yeah.
Uh. Well, maybe what if I brought you...?
Oh, you gotta go?
Okay, time's up. I got it.
I miss you too.
Yeah, thanks for calling me, okay?
I love you too, baby.
Okay.
Bye.
[MUSIC PLAYING OVER JUKEBOX]
So you already got a law degree and now you're going to medical school?
Yeah, corporate law wasn't for me.
I wasn't helping anyone. Besides, I need to be where the action is.
What? What is this?
Come on, you jokers. Get out on the dance floor, come on.
- No, sorry, no chance. - Come on, Frank, you know you wanna.
- Larry. - All right.
Times like these...
...when I see all these young people together...
...makes me fear for the future of mankind.
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