The Knick (2014–2015): Season 1, Episode 5 - They Capture the Heat - full transcript

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Right in here.

Right this way, gentlemen.

Bring him right in here.

- Easy.
- Okay.

What happened to his face?

What the hell do you think?

Some son of a bitch took a cosh to it.

Ah, he looks healthy enough.

Bed rest and cold compress
is my professional prescription.

Only cost you two bits. Pay at the door.

The right leg, sawbones.



Oh.

Ain't you supposed to wash your hands first?

Are you telling me how to do my job?

I've been practicing medicine since the war.

And in all that time, I can tell you,

I never had a single complaint
from anyone that lived.

For the love of Christ, boss,
why don't we take him to the Knick?

Because I don't want to be in debt
to that crooked little shit Barrow.

How bad is it?

Not as bad as it might have been.
The bullet broke the bone.

Looks like it missed the big artery in there.

Well, I suppose we might as well get started.

If you gentlemen
would take a firm hold of your friend.

No! No! No! No!



All right, that fucking tears it.

Find a telephone.

Ripped By mstoll

Whoever the hell this is,

go to hell.

Hey, I almost forgot!

You owe me two bits for the consultation.

Treatment comes
with a free shave and a haircut!

Bring your friend back around!

If he lives.

I hate for you to see me this way.

Believe me, Mr. Mendieta,
there's nothing to be ashamed of.

Does it cause you a great deal of pain?

It make it difficult to walk.

You can push it all you like,
but it won't go back in.

I'm sorry to tell you, you're suffering from
an irreducible indirect inguinal hernia.

A weakness in your peritoneum

has made it possible for tissue
to insinuate its way into your scrotal sac.

Do you...

Do you understand what I'm saying?

I understand
that you don't treat me like a man.

Using all your big words
while I stand here half-naked.

MY apologies.

Why don't you get dressed
and I'll explain what we have to do.

Mendieta.

Is that a Cuban name?

Yes, I come here after the war.

How do you make your living?

With your back?

No I am el tabaquero.

I roll cigars.

100% Cuban tobacco.

Thank you.

No, no, I'll save it for later.

Mmm-hmm. It's okay.

Mr. Mendieta, the only treatment
for your type of hernia is surgery.

Please.

Unfortunately,

I have yet to perform an operation
in which the silk sutures,

the sewing that reinforces the gut
hasn't failed.

That's why, with your permission,
Mr. Mendieta,

I would like to perform your operation
using a metallic wire, like silver,

as a medical suture.

And what happens to me
if this surgery fails, too?

You probably won't die,

but it's possible that you will suffer
intensely for the rest of your life.

They Say...

They say every cloud has a silver lining.

And now Mendieta will have one, too.

Right this way, gentlemen, please.

Bunky Collier.
This is one of Bunky Collier's pimps?

It's his brother-in-law, in fact.

Can you save the leg?

What kind of business
have you got with Bunky Collier?

Can you save the leg or not?

Edwards, what brings you here
so early in the morning?

Just trying to impress you, Dr. Thackery.

Well, as long as you're here, scrub in.
You'll be assisting me in surgery.

- Like hell he will.
- Who else is there? Gallinger?

He doesn't have a telephone.
But Dr. Chickering is on his way.

He lives all the way uptown.
Time is of the essence, Barrow.

You want me to save the personage or not?

Very well, gentlemen.

Knuckle dragger.

Excuse me?

I assume you've read Darwin.

You're certainly taking
your damn time about it.

Ought to plug you in the leg.
See how fast things move around here then.

The doctors will begin shortly.

In the meantime, I thought we might discuss
the matter of compensation for my services.

I told you in the carriage.

I'll cut 500 from your debt
if you don't lose the leg.

Fair enough?

Not fair at all, actually.

Five hundred barely covers
a few months' interest.

Thank you, nurses. We'll take it from here.

What the hell is that?

What's that coon think
he's doing down there?

We're understaffed
this early in the morning.

I can assure you, Dr. Edwards
will only be assisting in the surgery.

That black bastard
better not get too familiar with my man

if he don't want to find himself
hanging from a lamppost.

One thing more.

If he loses that leg,

I'll compensate you by shooting
all three of you in the fucking face.

How's his pulse?

Weak, but steady.

Vacuum.

Christ, the bullet is lodged in the tunica.

It's the only reason
he hasn't already bled to death.

Do you really think
we'll be able to save this leg?

I'm not even sure we can save the man.

Tourniquet.

We need to take the leg off now.

It's already showing signs of necrosis.

Can't get
the broken bones to set.

His pulse is eccentric.
We need to amputate now.

See, the sharp ends of the broken bones
were preventing secure connection.

Would you thread me up a length of catgut?

See, the

funny thing about Darwin.

You know, he wanted to be a doctor.

Couldn't stand the sight of blood.

Has anyone else experienced
symptoms of typhoid since the boys fell ill?

Not that I know of,
Miss Robertson.

Did the boys dine anywhere unusual lately?

No.

Have they had occasion to relieve themselves
anywhere outside of here?

- An outhouse, say, or latrine?
- I beg your pardon?

How many toilets
you got in this joint anyway?

You're welcome to count them.

Are all the staff here today?

All but three who were released last week.

We needed fewer staff at the summer home.

Which three were released?

Mr. Brock, the electric automobile driver,

Miss Mallon and Miss Monroe,
assistants to the cook.

Do you have their addresses?

If I do, they're in the household accounts.

Do you handle much raw food
this time of year?

Some fruits and vegetables, of course.

- Ice cream?
- Oh, yes. Every day.

Now, where are the lord and lady of the house
this fine morning?

Mrs. Cooke spent the night at the hospital
with the boys

and Mr. Cooke left word
he was not to be disturbed.

That ain't up to him.

For all his money, he shouldn't think
that he's immune to this disease.

Unless, of course,
he's got a servant who wipes his ass for him.

Don't think for a moment he doesn't.

Christ.

It gets so humid in this town.

It's all the tall buildings.
They capture the heat.

A pleasure, as always, Doctor.

How's our personage?

He's still bipedal.

I'll take the drain out in 24 hours.

If there's no pus within a week,
he should make a complete recovery.

So he will walk again?

Oh, he'll be back to accommodating you at one
of Collier's cathouses in no time at all.

Still got a few minutes.

Why don't you get cleaned up?

For what?

You haven't forgotten, have you?

The Edison people
are making their presentation at noon.

It gives me great pleasure to present today
the Edison X-ray photographic apparatus.

Evelyn, if you'll be so kind.

One places the photographic plate here

while the patient's afflicted limb
is then placed on top of that.

The X-ray tube is then activated.

And the result is the X-ray photograph.

A peerless tool for medical diagnosis.

Those are actually the bones?

They are, specifically
of a 35-year-old woman.

You can see the phalanges here.
The proximal, the distal.

And here, where she fractured
her second and third metacarpals.

Sewing machine, I believe.

- It's incredible.
- It's the future.

And what does the future cost these days?

$3,000.

Are you insane?

We've just spent the past hour
discussing cost-cutting measures.

And now you want to splurge
on some sideshow attraction?

You think that saving money
by not laundering staff uniforms

and charging them for meals,
as Mr. Barrow suggests,

will suddenly bring back patients
with money?

In less than a year, I guarantee that the
X-ray will be the new standard in diagnosis.

For once, let us be ahead
of the other hospitals.

The only way we're going to be able
to afford this machine

is if the heavens open up
and rain gold down on us.

Short of that,
we'll need to consider other options.

What other options?

Moving the Knick uptown
to where all the money has gone.

Our former donors will come back to us.
We can become profitable again.

The value of this building is only going down.

The neighborhood continues
to be overrun by the poor and unwashed.

Who need us.

Practically every other hospital
has fled uptown.

Who will be left to care for them?

We've given them more than their fair share.

Even the monsignor
won't find it hard to argue

that we've held our charitable hand out
much too long.

Medical advice
is as much a commodity as bread.

And to give either one or the other
to the unworthy is wrong.

It encourages irresponsibility
and reckless use of valuable resources.

Now, I have a prime piece of grassland
on 5th Avenue and 80th Street which...

How will moving
to the middle of nowhere help

except to shorten your commute
to these meetings?

And how will living in a fantasy
where bills don't need to be paid

and expensive resources
are tossed out to the impoverished

like silver coins from a railroad
man's carriage help either?

It's nice in here.

It is with you.

If I could, I would take you away.

And go somewhere.

Montreal, a beach in Carolina.

Leave everyone behind.

I'd go anywhere you told me to.

I had the money, Junia.

I tried.

I try every day to get there.

But I've made some mistakes.

What sort of mistakes?

I took money

from my employer.

I invested it with a Wall Street man
that said it couldn't lose.

Then it did.

So I took more money
and I tried to get it back.

Then we had the drop of '98 and we all lost.

All except for Harriman and Vanderbilt
and his ilk.

They always sail on through, rich as ever.

Do you even know what I'm talking about?

Not really.

Oh! Jesus Christ.

Hello, Mr. Barrow.

Officer.

I come looking for a favor.

Well, in here,
four bucks will get you any favor you want.

It's of a different nature.

I want to propose a little business with
Mr. Collier and I need a proper introducing.

What makes you think
I know this man Collier?

I've seen you coming out of his place
a few times.

Been watching the door there for a while now.

Well, I only go in there
to get cigarillos for my wife.

That's very accommodating of them,
making a 10-cent sale at 2:00 in the morning.

What'd you have in mind?

We get a lot of girls off the street.
Round them up and bring them in.

Freelancers who hook for no one.

I thought if I could convince a few of them
to work for Mr. Collier,

he protects them, gives them
a good place like this to work and...

Give you some money for bringing them in.

It's good for everyone.

It's a service to the girls and to Mr.
Collier.

I just need someone
to vouch for me with the man.

Tell Mr. Collier I'm on the level, no tricks.

I thought since we knew each other
from Mr. Speight

and other dealings at your hospital,
you might be inclined.

And what would your boss, Big Bill Devery,
think of your little scheme?

He'd probably want a cut.

So let's not ask.

It's just I got more mouths to feed at home
than he's willing to pay.

Can you do me this favor, Mr. Barrow?

Well, you see, Phinny,

these things don't come free.

Well, what do you know? Right on time.

Punctuality is the politeness of kings.

Is that so?

I'll have to remember that, Harry.

Well, we shouldn't keep
a paying customer waiting.

And here is the patient herself.

Say hello, Mrs. Sung.

Excuse me, Mr. Cleary.

Please, we change our minds
and we must ask you please to leave.

What are you talking about, leave?

Your wife is here to have the procedure.

My wife thinks now the procedure
is contrary to the will of God.

What do you know about the will of God?
You're bloody heathens.

We are Christians.

We were converted
at the Methodist school in Peking.

- And she's a fucking Catholic nun.
- Cleary!

There's not a higher authority in the land

when it comes to matters
of the fucking catechism.

God, fucking Methodists.

Would you give over with the nun?

I'm just trying to ease her conscience a bit.

There, look, she's all
docile and ready for you.

So, how shall we begin?

You'll be wanting her to strip naked,
I suppose.

We'll begin with you
leaving the premises at once.

Can't I watch?

Well, you can't object to me
sitting in the kitchen.

All right, all right.

There's a saloon on the corner.
I'll stand myself a growler.

And you can stand him one as well.

- How long has she been like this?
- Since you left this morning.

Poor little thing.
She brought up her breakfast

and she hasn't stopped crying
long enough to nurse since then.

All right.

Please put her on the table.

We need to get Lillian
to the Knick right away.

What is it?

Go to the bedroom, get the baby's things.
I'll call the carriage.

What's the matter with her, Everett?

- I'll tell you in the carriage.
- No, tell me now.

She's presenting
with symptoms of meningitis.

What is that?

It's a viral infection of the brain,
and a stiff neck is a common symptom.

I just can't be certain.
That's why we need to go to the hospital now.

Where's Mr. Sung?

You're priceless, you know that?

You didn't think I was really gonna bend
an elbow with the yellow menace, did you?

You got here quick.
Foam's not even settled on my beer yet.

I didn't go through with it.

What the hell are you talking about,
you didn't go through with it?

She was seven months along.
The child had quickened.

Fuck does that mean?

It means she could feel it kicking.

Let that be a lesson to you.
It would have been a sin.

Stand me one of those.

Not a very auspicious
start to our partnership.

I think you made the right choice
frog-marching me out of there, though.

No reason both of us should go to Sing Sing
if the guard were to catch you red-handed,

so to speak.

Oh, you're a real gent, Cleary.
And let no man say otherwise.

Of course the law says that anyone caught
aiding or abetting abortion

shall be punished in like manner
as the principal offender.

Made a study of the law, have you?

So should you, if this is to be your only
livelihood after the hospital closes.

And who says the hospital is closing?

The smart money is moving uptown.

The Knick will have to do the same
if it doesn't want to be shuttered.

And there's nothing you, nor I, nor even
the great John W. Thackery can do about it,

no matter the miracles he's had to perform
in the operating theater.

And if the hospital moves uptown,
will you go with it?

I'll go wherever the Church sends me.

Well, that's just peachy for you, Sister.

But I'll have you know,
I'm a man what makes his own fate.

There's nothing stopping Tom Cleary

from following the smart money,
as you call it,

anywhere it may lead,
and that includes uptown.

You, my friend,
aren't following anything smart.

Not until you acquire some fine manners
and learn to drive a motorized car.

And dress presentably. And fucking shave.

Barring all that,
we're stuck with each other.

- Sláinte.
- Sláinte.

Saddle of lamb

à la Colbert.

Astonishing.

I had the great pleasure
to sample this very dish

only last week.

I believe it is Charles' specialty.

Charles?

Ranhoefer. The chef at Delmonico's.

I wouldn't know.
I haven't been to Delmonico's in years.

No, I was speaking about this.

The ability to see inside the human body
without penetrating the flesh.

You know, the first great fortunes
that were amassed on this planet

were a result of the material,
the wealth that God put in and on the Earth.

Gold and copper, lumber, iron ore.

But this.

This has demonstrated to me
that the next great fortunes

will be a result of the immaterial.

The unseen wealth buzzing all around us
like electricity and X-rays.

Mmm!

So how much?

$3,000 for a single machine.

See?

They're already earning a fortune
on the immaterial.

We'll discuss it over cigars.

Oh, I thought I might see you here tonight,
Robertson.

Corky.

Tell me.

When was the last time
you dined at Delmonico's?

You wouldn't find a Vanderbilt
dead at that place.

It only attracts the riffraff.

You know, I'm sorry to intrude,

but I wanted to thank you for arranging
the luncheon next week with the governor.

Happy to oblige.

To this day, I can't imagine

what possessed the Panamanians
to entrust that project to the French.

Well, they built the Suez Canal.

That was years ago.

And what have we here?

X-ray.

This is an excellent device,
this X-ray machine.

I donated two of them to Manhattan Hospital.

Well...

Enjoy your lamb.

Château Lagrange.

'84.

You can have the machine.

The hernial sac has been cut

and the bowel is being reinserted
into the peritoneum.

Miss Odom.

Please stitch the bottom layer
as I showed you.

Dr. Edwards, how did a man like you

ever get his hands on something
as expensive as silver wire?

It wasn't that hard.

- Just don't ask to see my pocket watch.
- Huh!

Miss Manx?

Pulse is strong and steady.

Mrs. Gamble.

Another here
with an emphasis on the stitching.

Girl, it's a crying shame
all those pretty silver stitches

is going to seal up that fat man.

You remembered to bring something,
didn't you?

- What?
- French letter.

I won't let you put it in me
without wearing one.

That's a matter of life and death.
You're a nurse.

You wouldn't refuse comfort to a dying man.

At least take me someplace
where I won't get coal dust on my knees.

It's filthy down here.

All right, ladies. Shaw's over. Back to work.

Boss, you ain't gonna believe this.

Good evening.

Roundsman Sears of the 19th Precinct,
meet Bunky Collier.

What the fuck is this, Barrow?
Some kind of threat?

It's a business proposal.

I do business with coppers all the time.

The hell I need another one for?

Well, Roundsman Sears
is particularly well situated

to supply you with your stock in trade.

What's that? Cigars?

Whores.

The 19th Precinct is in the Tenderloin,
ain't it?

My boys can't walk down the sidewalk there,
it's so crowded with whores.

What have you got that they don't have?

A uniform.

You see, every day I arrest pretty young
girls who are down on their luck.

One look at a uniform
alongside the threat of incarceration

is all it requires for the tender young
things to agree enthusiastically

to any alternative I
should happen to propose.

What does this mutt get out of the deal?

First of all, let me put your mind at ease.

I looked in on
your brother-in-law this evening

and the doctors assure me
he will make a full recovery.

Don't think you're dipping your bucket
into that well again.

I'll take a flat fee deducted from my debt
for every girl that Phinny recruits.

Beginning with the two outside.

Two, you say?

What's your name?

Millicent.

I don't normally keep coons,

but you have a nice figure.

If a customer asks,
tell him you're an octoroon, understand?

What's your name?

Alice.

We ain't got an Alice,
but we got a surfeit of blondes.

So from now on, you're a redhead.

The cost of the dye
to be deducted from your pay.

All right, girls,

show me the goods.

You'll be provided with room and board
on a weekly basis,

which will also be deducted from your pay.

Twice a month
you'll be examined by a lady doctor,

who will see that you are
not sick or pregnant.

Very nice.

Thank you.

My colleague Jimmy here
will now test your level of enthusiasm.

Always a pleasure.

Neely, what are you doing here?

It's your mother.

Tell me what happened.

She's complained of pain in her lower back
for the past few days.

She's also been unable to urinate.

Tonight the pain intensified,
so my father asked me to fetch you.

What the hell
are you doing here?

I was called here to treat this lady.

Don't blame Dr. Thackery, Algie.

The captain thought your presence
would be a comfort to me.

Mother, you have a pain in your back?

Something terrible.

It could be appendicitis.
We need to get her to the hospital now.

She also has a swelling
in the area of the right kidney.

I think it's probably
just a cyst causing a blockage.

I'm going to pop it.

Stop!
You could rupture her appendix and kill her.

Nonsense.
If she had appendicitis, she'd have a fever.

Well, something went.

You gentlemen will have to excuse me now.

I need to pay a visit to the privy.

Thank you, Doctor.

There's probably a little blood in the stream,
but there's nothing to worry about.

Doctor.

- Is she gonna be all right?
- It was nothing serious.

Oh, thank God.

She just needs a day or two of bed rest.
Her boy can look in on her.

Thank you, Thack.
I was just heading back to the club.

Had to fold a hell of a
hand to rush back here.

I'll walk you out.

Tell me, Thack,

how is Cornelia?

What do you mean?

How is she doing at the Knick?

Am I well represented by her?

Or am I seen as a fool
who can't say no to his little girl?

Anyone who views her as a little girl
does so at their own peril.

You haven't really answered my question.

You should be proud.

In 10 years,
she could be running the whole hospital.

In 10 years, I expect
to have a gaggle of grandchildren.

I hope she understands
that when she's married,

she'll have other responsibilities
to her husband.

Does she know that?

Because if not,
it could be one hell of a conversation.

If you'd be willing to have it with her,
I would be forever in your debt.

You're already in my debt.

Nicaragua.

Yes.

Doesn't seem possible, but feels hotter here
than it ever did down there.

- It's all the buildings.
- Oh, is that so?

They capture the heat.

How long have you been standing there?

Only a moment.

You look quite natural with children.

I wanted to ask you, Nurse,
if you've ever visited the Eden Musée before.

The dime museum on 23rd Street?
No, I haven't.

Well, they have a lovely winter garden
that I feel like you would enjoy.

You can have an ice cream
and listen to music.

I think I'd like the waxworks
at the Chamber of Horrors.

Do you enjoy being frightened?

I think it's delicious,
so long as it's not really happening.

Maybe we can go there one afternoon.

Dr. Chickering, I need you.

It's a previa case.

I need a doctor to order the patient
into surgery immediately.

- Mrs...
- Lefkowitz.

Lefkowitz. Look up, please, Mrs. Lefkowitz.

Great. Thank you.

How long have you been in labor?

Since 8:00 this morning.

I just need you to order her into surgery.
I'm not allowed to.

You're wasting time, Bertie.

Right. Nurse Elkins, fetch Dr. Thackery.
Tell him we have an extreme case of previa.

Where's Gallinger?

No one's seen him.

Then tell Dr. Chickering he'll be assisting.

We ready? Patient all prepped?

Of course.

You look a tad rattled, Bertie.

I wasn't eager to see another previa patient
after Dr. Christiansen.

Listen to me.

Christiansen was brilliant, but he froze.

You know, he lost his nerve. We won't.

We make a bigger incision.

We have the electric cauterizer,
which is faster.

We can save this mother.
We can save this child.

We can do this.

How long?

Seventy-two seconds.

I don't think
anybody could have done it faster.

We did everything right.

Did you hear about the Gallingers?

Little Lillian's sick.

Her head's at an unusual angle and there's
a slight swelling of the forehead.

We think it's meningitis.

How the hell was she exposed to that?

Everett had a patient with multiple rat bites.

Just another Tuesday at the Knick.

It's a beauty, isn't it?

It's called a Rambler.

First thing I did when I moved here,

even before I found a place to stay,
was to buy it.

Comes in five colors.

And you chose blue.

I did.

To match your eyes.

I like riding in the city.

Makes me feel like I'm part of it.

I saw you on it this morning.
You didn't look like you were part of anything.

You looked free.

I quite envied you that.

Can you ride a bicycle?

Is it like riding a horse?
I can ride a horse.

Not in the least.

Then, no, I can't.

Then let me teach you.

It's harder than it looks at first,
but it's the easiest thing in the world.

Hence the saying,
it's as easy as falling off a bicycle.

You're thinking too much.

Why don't you try singing a song?

It'll help distract you.

A song?

Turn to the side. You're falling.

Boys and girls together

Me and Mamie O'Rourke

Boys and girls together

Boys and girls together

Me and Mamie O'Rourke

The light fantastic on the...

You're a good teacher.

You're a good student.

East Side, West Side

All around the town

The tots sang...

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