Army Wives (2007–2013): Season 7, Episode 12 - Damaged - full transcript

Previously on "Army Wives"...

He hasn't touched me
since he's been back.

Oh, Holly.

What if he doesn't
love me anymore?

Tell me, Doctor, how's he doing?

He may never regain
full use of his hand.

What if you have
to leave the army?

I'm gonna be back
to work in no time.

So how'd you like to go
out to dinner tonight?

Sure.

I mean, he keeps acting
like he's over Gloria.



Mm. But he's not.

He's got it bad for that girl.

I just don't like the thought

of you sleeping at The Hump bar.

It's only temporary,

until my landlord finishes
painting my new apartment.

What am I doing here?

Gloria!

Gloria!

Come on. Open up.

Gloria, come on!

Gloria!

Gloria!

Okay.



Oh, my God.

Call 9-1-1.

We'll have the investigator
here in the morning.

But it looks like a combination

of an overloaded circuit
and a faulty breaker.

You need to get your entire
electrical system checked out.

Absolutely.

How come the sprinklers
didn't go off?

Oh, they would have eventually,

once the fire really got going.

A lot of good that
would've done.

Well, as it turns out,

the sprinklers would've done
more damage than the fire.

This young man saved
you a fortune,

maybe even your life.

Right.

Get this stuff checked out.

Believe me, I will. Thank you.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

How'd you even know I was here?

My mom.

Of course.

So what,

you're my knight in
shining armor now?

Rise and shine, sleepyhead.

Five more minutes.

Come on. You'll be
late for formation.

My head...

Uncle Jim's recipe
for hangovers.

We have buttered
toast, tomato juice,

and two aspirin.

Come on. You gotta
eat something.

I can't keep that down.

It'll make you feel better.

You were pretty out of
it last night, Tim.

I know. Sorry.

It's not like you. You
don't even drink.

It was a party... for Hector.

I was just trying to keep up.

But you're not legal.

I think I've earned the right
to drink, Holly. Okay?

Don't forget, if you're sticking
around for block leave,

to let me know.

All right. That's it for me.

Lieutenant Clarke has one
more bit of business.

Lieutenant.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Turns out our fallen
brother PFC Green

requested some of
his insurance money

be set aside for
a platoon party.

Sergeant Hall will post a
list of designated drivers,

and you will use them
leaving the party.

No DUls. Am I clear?

Yes, sir.

Festivities begin tomorrow
at 6:00 PM at The Hump bar.

Green's parents have
come in from Tennessee,

so I expect to see
you all there.

Oo-ahh.

Dismissed.

Hey.

You want to hang out today?

I got a bunch of
errands, Truman.

I don't mind tagging along.

Don't you have a
wife to go home to?

Well, yeah, sure.

I just thought maybe
you'd want some company.

That's all.

I'm good. Go home.

I went to see Corporal
Montclair yesterday,

and he is concerned about
being medically separated.

His arm isn't getting better?

The odds are not good, sir.

I mean, if anybody can gut
it out, it's Montclair.

But... there just may
be too much damage.

Ah. That's tough.

Yeah, well, medical
review board's coming up,

and he said that he would
do anything to stay in...

Reclass, whatever.

I've been making inquiries,
and I was wondering, sir,

maybe there's a way
you could help.

I'll certainly look
into it, Sergeant.

Well?

You've got a blown head gasket.

That doesn't sound good.

I added coolant, but you gotta
take it to the shop right away.

Really? I can't just
ignore it for a while?

You could ruin the engine.

That'll be a whole
lot more money

than what you're facing now.

Problem?

It's just, my checkbook

could use a little
wiggle room this month.

You know what? I might
have some block sealant.

That should buy you some time.

Thanks, Maggie.

And look, if you
need any help...

No, no, no, no. Let's give
that block sealant a try.

Sure.

Thanks.

_

All right. Why don't
you lay her back down

and get her blood pressure?

When's the next airlift?

Tomorrow.

All right. Let's make
sure she's on it.

- Right.
- Daniel!

Marco.

Hi.

When did you get in?

Ah, just last night.

Denise, Dr. Marco Sanchez.

Marco, Denise Sherwood.

Hi.

Hello. Marco and I
met two years ago

when I was down here for
cholera vaccinations.

He runs the finest
clinic on the island.

I used to. Came
down in the quake.

- I'm sorry to hear that.
- Ah, we'll rebuild.

But, uh, don't let me keep you.

Maybe tomorrow you'll
come with me into town?

We could use some more help.

I'd be happy to.

Okay. Nice meeting you, Denise.

Same here.

All right. Let's have
a look at that leg.

There you go.

Jackie.

Hey, Joan.

What are you doing here?

Denise is on a relief
mission to San Mateo

to help earthquake victims.

Oh, that's great.

Yeah, she really wanted to go,
so I said I'd look after Molly.

It's only for a few days.

Mm. Well, a few days can be a
lifetime with a 2 year old.

Yes. I'd forgotten.

What are you doing
out of uniform?

I'm taking a bit
more personal time

now that my
retirement's coming up.

Good for you.

And congratulations, by the way.

Thank you.

Hey, how about
coming over tomorrow

for a playdate...

Otherwise known as
"shared exasperation"?

Sounds like a plan, Colonel.

Okay, next item.

Our aid and evacuation support
continues to San Mateo.

Colonel Young, any
updates there?

Sir, one airstrip in San
Mateo is still functional.

Communication is limited,
but we're making due.

The next sortie flies tomorrow.

Glad to hear it.

Next up, Colonel Jenkins,

where are we on the revised
maintenance budget?

Colonel Young.

How have you been?

Fine, sir.

Good. How's Jordan?

She's great. Thank you.

Though, I must admit,

it's strange hearing "army
strong" all the time.

Ah, you'll get used to it.

I doubt it.

How is your daughter?

Emmalin is currently
performing in Italy

with her college choir.

Wonderful.

Yes, it is.

Well, have a good day.

You, too, sir.

It's all good, Rox.

I talked to the insurance
company, and we're covered.

Yes, I'm sure.

Stay home.

Everything good in Tacoma?

Right.

Right.

Look, I'll give you an
update tomorrow, okay?

All right. Bye, boss.

Hey.

Hey.

Wow. It's almost as good as new.

Yeah, they work fast.

What can I get you?

Ten minutes of your time.

Come on, Pat.

No, I'm serious.

We didn't really get the
chance to talk last night,

and I did save your life.

Or at least your woodwork.

So apparently I dumped you?

Not apparently. You did.

No, I didn't.

You told me not to contact you.

For the good of the platoon.

Well, hooray for the platoon.

Come on, Gloria.
Hector was in my unit.

Yeah? Well, I'm not.

All I asked was just
to put things on hold

until I got back.

Right. That may
work for you, Pat,

but it doesn't work for me.

One day we're on, the
next day we're off?

I can't live like that.

I never stopped
thinking about you.

Don't look at me like that.

Is there any way we could
just start over again?

At least just tell me
you'll think about it.

Gloria.

Yeah. Okay. I'll think about it.

- Just give me $5 back.
- Oh, thanks.

What the hell is this?

Is there a problem?

I ordered extra pepperoni.

If you call the store,
they'll give you a credit.

I don't want credit. I...
I want what I ordered.

What's wrong?

Look at this.

It looks like pepperoni to me.

It's not extra pepperoni.

They screwed it up.

It's okay.

No, it's not... okay.

Ignoring details
gets people killed.

Don't you know that?

Look, I just deliver
what they hand me, okay?

It's fine.

Here's your change.

Thank you.

It's not that bad, Tim.

Look, you can have
my pepperoni...

The order's wrong!
I'm not eating it.

Tim.

Try to relax, honey bunny.

Breathe, okay?

Hang in there, Gabe.

Deuce, come over here
and watch your brother

while I run next door.

Okay.

Gabe, honey. I'll be
right back, okay?

It's all right, Gabe. Breathe.

Maggie.

Hey.

Hey. I know it's
my day to carpool,

but can you run the
kids to school?

I have to take Gabe to the ER.

Oh, my God. Not again.

He's been up coughing all night.

Now he's running a fever.

It's probably another infection,

but I don't want to
take any chances.

No, of course not. Call me.

Let me know what's
going on, okay?

- Okay. I will. Thanks.
- Okay.

Do you want to try using a spoon

like a big girl?

Come on.

What's that... oh, did
it get out of the bowl?

Let's put it back in the bowl.
Yeah.

Why don't you just feed
her in the bathtub

like you did with me?

That's plan "B."

Oh, dad says hi.

Oh? When did you speak with him?

This morning.

I needed some advice.

One of my soldiers may
be medically separated.

So how can your father help?

Just wondering if
there's any way

we could keep the
guy in uniform.

He's got a family.

What did he say?

He said a few years ago, maybe.

Wounded soldiers
could change MOS

or pull lighter duty.

But... today, with the
reductions in force,

the army's looking for
reasons to get rid of guys.

That's tough.

Yeah, it is.

This guy would've taken
a bullet for me.

In a way, he did. I
feel responsible.

I know you do.

Hey. Thought you
might like these.

Thanks, Sergeant.

You know, to tell you the truth,

I'm sick of reading.

I'm sick of looking at this TV.

I'm sick of hospitals.

I need to get outta here.

You will soon enough.

Kills me that I gotta miss
Green's party tonight.

Hey, we'll do some
drinking for you.

No offense, Sergeant,

but I like to do
my own drinking.

Roger that.

I spoke with the Lieutenant,

and he's doing what he can.

So...

you think his old man will be
able to pull some strings?

Well, if anybody can, it's the
Division Commander, right?

Right.

Gabe's sleeping on the couch.

Good.

Poor baby's exhausted.

How about you?

Oh, don't worry about me.
Latasha's indestructible.

Oh, right.

Gabe will be back
to his old self

once the antibiotics kick in.

How often does he get
these infections?

Too often.

Sometimes I feel like the
ER is my second home.

Blood tests, antibiotics,
X-rays, IVs,

bronchodilators...

You have any idea how much
that stuff would cost

without insurance?

I don't know what we're gonna do

if Quincy has to leave the army.

And if he can't use his hand,

he can't go back
to being a chef.

And that's all he knows.

You can't worry about
that right now.

Mm. Somebody has to.

We're barely keeping our
heads above water as it is.

And now with the car
going, it's just... ugh.

Look, um...

I talked to Eddie, and
if you need money...

Oh, no. No, thank you.

It's not a problem, Latasha...

I have never borrowed
money in my life.

And I don't plan to start now.

We'll be okay.

We'll get by. We always do.

Better go check on my angel.

Colonel Givens, to what
do we owe the pleasure?

I'm used to seeing Colonel
Young in that chair.

Colonel Young's flying a
medevac to San Mateo, sir.

She didn't mention anything
about that the other day.

Kat likes to get
her hours in, sir.

Roger that.

Eva-One-Zero, you are
cleared for takeoff.

Cleared for takeoff,
Evac-One-Zero.

Lineup checklist.

Hey.

Everything okay at home?

Yeah. Everything's fine.

Yeah? How's Tim doing?

Hey, Hector.

Hey, Holly.

Excuse me.

Can I get you something?

Nah.

What happened?

A little electrical fire, that's all.
What's up?

There's a great band playing
at The Zenith next Thursday.

I was thinking, we get tickets,

grab dinner before the show.

Mm. I don't know, Hector.

Come on. We had a good time
the other night, didn't we?

I promise, I'll be the
perfect gentleman.

Oh, that'll be the day.

Oh, okay.

Great. I'll, um...
I'll call you.

All right.

How does that feel? Can
you wiggle your fingers?

Um, uh, dedos?

Yeah. Good.

Denise! Denise!

A building collapsed.

Dr. Seaver's inside.

Got it? Okay.

Here. Yeah.

Dan, it's me.

Hey, can you feel your legs?

Oh, yeah, I can feel my legs.

Okay.

Don't worry. We're gonna
get you out of here.

Yeah.

Okay, okay.

Ah.

Ah!

All right. Uh, he could have
serious internal bleeding.

I know, but our
hospital's destroyed.

He has to get to the States.

The medevac plane is still here.

Get him to the airstrip
as soon as you can.

I'll hold the plane. Okay.

Here. I'll get him there.
Don't worry. Go.

Better get moving, ma'am.

That storm's coming in fast.

That's the last one.

Excuse me! Hello!

Are you the medevac pilot?

Yes. I'm Colonel Young.

I've got a badly injured
man on his way here.

Uh, we've got to
take off now, ma'am.

There's a big front coming in.

No, you don't understand.

He's an army doctor
from Mercer Hospital.

He's been volunteering here.
A building collapsed on him.

And who are you?

I'm Denise Sherwood, a nurse
practitioner at Mercer.

My husband is Colonel
Frank Sherwood.

He's Commander of the 1st
Brigade, 32nd Airborne.

How far away is this doctor?

They're bringing him in now.

I've got a plane full of
patients needing urgent care.

If I don't take off
before that storm hits,

we'll all be stranded here.

I understand,

but if you could just give
him a few more minutes.

He'll die otherwise.

Five minutes.

Ma'am, we may not
have five min...

Get things ready, John.
I'll be right there.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you.

General.

Colonel, sit.

Sir.

I was in the neighborhood,

wondering how our aeromedical
mission is doing.

Funny, I was wondering
the same thing, sir.

What do you mean?

The aircraft is still
on the ground,

and there's a tropical
storm moving in.

What's the delay?

No idea, but I
intend to find out.

It's Colonel Givens.

Time is up.

Please. I can't
jeopardize the mission.

- One more minute.
- I don't have it, ma'am.

I really don't. I'm sorry.
Good luck.

They're here!

Th... they're here!

Colonel Young, they're here.

Okay. Load him up
and lets get going.

How's he doing?

- He's hanging in.
- You're gonna be all right.

Hey.

Okay. We'll get you in there.

There doesn't appear to be
any spinal involvement.

Left leg is badly
fractured, and BP is weak.

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

He needs an ultrasound to
assess any internal bleeding.

They'll take care of him.

Okay. And can you set up an IV?
He needs blood.

I can't treat him, Marco.
Air Force personnel only.

But don't worry, he's
in excellent hands,

and I'll stay with him.

Okay. Thank you.

No, thank you.

Godspeed, Daniel.

- I'll see you, Marco.
- Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

We're ready to move, ma'am.

Good. Let's get outta here.

Roger that.

Bird's in the air, sir.

They're gonna touch
down at Homestead

and offload patients.

Thank you, Colonel.

Sir. Anytime.

_

Bye, thanks.

Help you?

Yes. Um, I have some pearls.

Let's have a look.

Those are Akoya pearls with an
18-karat white gold strand.

They belonged to my grandmother,

so do not try to lowball me.

Okay.

Mm.

How's he doing?

We're still monitoring
the internal bleeding.

What about his fracture?

It's stabilized.

They'll take care of
that at Homestead.

Denise.

Dan, don't talk. Just rest.

Thank you.

Nurse! BP's crashing.

He's bleeding out.

Giving the patient
type O-negative

with normal saline at 125.

Pressure is 75 over 40
with a rate of 151.

I spent so many years
being busy all the time,

I am having to learn
how to slow down.

I know.

I think I paced in
circles for a week

after I became an empty nester.

It's strange.

You deserve a break, Joan.

23 years of service is a
remarkable accomplishment.

Mm.

I always thought I'd
stay in forever,

but, um...

this last year has really
put things in perspective.

What will you do in Baltimore?

Ooh, I'm not sure exactly.

Uh, first we have to find
a home near good schools,

and then... I don't know.

I might coach track someplace.

- Really?
- Yeah.

It was my track coach who
really turned my life around.

So I'd like to have that
same impact on kids in need.

I'm sure you will.

You got this?

Yes, ma'am.

I'll be right back.

We're about 40 minutes
out from Homestead.

How's he doing?

Mm. Not good. A lot
of internal bleeding.

He needs surgery.

Good friend of yours?

Thank you for waiting.

I know you didn't have to.

Well, we will do
everything that we can

- to get him on the ground as

quickly as possible. - Great.

Stay strong.

You remember Greenie's
impressions?

Oh, yeah.

Now listen,

whoever comes to
you with this, um,

barzini meeting, he's
the real traitor.

Don't forget that.

Wait. What was that?

It was Marlon Brando.

"The Godfather."

Or Jack Nicholson?

This town needs an enema!

That's good.

- Ahh.
- Oh, man.

Thought you could use
a reload, soldier.

Thanks.

Good turnout.

Yeah.

Yeah, Green was a good soldier.

They all were.

It was my job to bring
'em home, Mags.

You did everything you could.

No.

I looked Latasha
right in the eye,

promised her I'd bring
Quincy back safe,

and now...

there's a good chance he'll
be medically separated.

It's that bad?

Yeah.

They're here.

Excuse me.

Mr. and Mrs. Green?

Hi, I'm Staff
Sergeant Eddie Hall.

I was Ethan's platoon sergeant.

Oh, Sergeant, I'm so
pleased to meet you.

I'm Reba, Ethan's mom, and
this is Charles, his daddy.

Sir. This is my wife Maggie.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you. That's
very kind of you.

Sergeant, I have to tell you

that Ethan would just
go on and on about you,

how much he looked up to you.

That's right.

Well, he was an outstanding
soldier, ma'am.

And he died a hero,
defending his brothers.

Well, is that so?

Ethan was an only child.

So I guess he needed some
brothers around him.

I don't know if he
told you, Sergeant,

but Ethan wrote that
he wanted to re-up,

wanted to be an NCO like you.

No, sir. I wasn't aware.

You were an inspiration to him.

I'm honored to hear it, ma'am.

Let's, uh, let's go meet
the rest of the guys.

Denise.

I just heard from Homestead.

Dr. Seaver is out of
surgery and doing well.

Thank you.

- I thought you'd want to know.
- Mm.

I'm really glad it worked out.

Me, too.

Michael, what are
you doing here?

I saw your name on the manifest.

I heard what happened to Dr.
Seaver.

Just wanted to see
how you were doing.

Well, great thanks
to Colonel Young,

who did an amazing job.

Um, have you two met?

Yes, we have. Nice
to see you, sir.

Same here, Colonel.

I heard things got a little
dicey getting outta there.

Are you kidding? She
flew right into a storm

because she waited for Dr.
Seaver to get there.

She saved his life.

Really?

Just another day at
the office, sir.

How do you two know each other?

Denise was Claudia
Joy's best friend.

Of course. You spearheaded
the memorial project.

That was a beautiful job.

Thank you.

I thought maybe you
could use a ride.

Oh, that's really
thoughtful, Michael.

Colonel, you need a lift?

Uh, no, thank you.

I've got some things to wrap up.

If you'll excuse me, sir.

Of course.

So, uh, do you have any bags?

No, no. They'll ship 'em back.

Oh, that makes it easy.
Let's go.

- I'll take that.
- Thanks.

Could I have everyone's
attention, please?

Come on. Come on.

We're here today to celebrate
the life of our brother

Private First Class Ethan Green.

It was his wish we
gather as a platoon,

remember all our
good times together.

And I'd like to thank his
parents, Charles and Reba,

who came out all the
way from Tennessee

to make this possible.

Please be sure to meet them,

share a couple of
stories about Greenie,

but keep 'em clean.

I've got one story
I'd like to share.

It happened just
after I got to Reno.

Hey, look who's here.

What's everybody staring at?
I thought this was a party.

Sorry to interrupt, Lieutenant.

No worries, Corporal.
My story can wait.

No offense, Lieutenant,

but, uh, nobody likes
your stories anyway.

It's good to see you, Corporal.

Didn't know you would
be getting out so soon.

Neither did the doctors.

What happened?

I persuaded 'em.

That's a polite way of
saying he harassed them,

said if they wanted to stop him,

they had to put another
bullet in him.

You didn't really say that.

Yeah, he did.

You know I hate to miss
a good party, sir.

Speaking of which,
where's my beer?

Coming right up.

Tim?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Oh. Oh, God, honey.
What's wrong?

Hector.

What's wrong?

Greenie's dead.

It's okay.

He's dead.

It's okay.

You know what? Let's, uh, let's
get him outta here, huh?

Come on, buddy. Let's go home.

- No.
- Come on.

- No.
- Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

- I'm sorry, Greenie.
- It's all right.

- Greenie.
- It's... it's okay. He's all right.

Just a little upset is all.

He'll be good.

- No.
- Come on, dude. Come on.

Have fun.

They're gone, man.

I know.

Green... Collins...
Jefferson, Stone...

Rosetti.

Yeah.

And it's my fault.

Hey, what are you talking about?

- It's not your fault.
- I should've been faster.

I was running ammo.

If I had just been a little
faster, you know, I...

Truman, an RPG took out Rosetti
and Collins, remember?

Tower one?

You couldn't have done
anything about it.

I let 'em down.

You didn't let anybody down.

That's crazy talk.

I'm so sorry.

No. Stop it, all right?

Stop it now.

Truman, listen to me.

Listen to me. All right?

It is not your fault.

It's nobody's fault.

That's it.

There's no explaining it.
You understand me?

If it wasn't for you,
we'd all be dead.

You saved our platoon, Truman.

Understand me?

You saved my life.

You saved my life.

It's from the platoon.

Signed by everyone.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

We'll remember this always.

We will, too.

Here's my number and my e-mail.

Please get in touch
if you need anything

or if you just want to talk.

Thank you.

He was a good boy, wasn't he?

Yes, he was, ma'am.

Let's go, hon.

Hey.

I just wanted to say thank you.

Great party. I know the Greens
were really appreciative.

I feel so bad for them,
losing their son like that.

I think it was good
for them to be here.

I mean, to see what
it's all about.

Yeah, me, too.

I never really
understood what it is

that goes on with you
guys over there.

We live together,
we die together.

Good night.

Yeah?

Just wondering if you had a
chance to think about things,

starting over maybe.

Um, not really. I mean,
I've been so busy and...

I just wanted to give you
something else to think about.

Tanner would like
to say good night.

Sure.

Eddie?

In a minute, okay?

Sure.

Private First Class
Cameron Ishiyama.

12 August 2009.

He was in the truck in front of me.
IED.

He was gone before I could
get out of the cab.

There wasn't anything you
could've done, Eddie,

for Green, for any of 'em.

But that does not mean
that you stop caring

or hurting.

Hey.

Thank you.

I'm here.

I know.

Sir.

I thought you went home.

Oh, there's always
something more to do,

isn't there, Colonel?

Too true.

Well... Kat.

I'm glad you got back okay.

I was worried there
for a moment.

No need.

But I appreciate it.

Maybe next time you
could let me know

before you jump a plane
to hell and gone?

Is that a professional
request, sir?

No, Colonel. It isn't.

Well, in that case,
happy to comply.

Good night, Michael.

Good night.

- We need more ammo Truman.
- Go!

No!

Tim.

Stop!

Tim, please.

Oh, what are you doing?

If you or anyone you know needs
help with PTSD or is in a crisis,

call 1-800-273-TALK Press "1"
for the Military Crisis Line.