ER (1994–2009): Season 1, Episode 9 - ER Confidential - full transcript

'Erratic mood swings..'

'...rage, agitation..'

'...angry outbursts
at patients and staff..'

...Obsessional negative
thoughts about work.

The uh, the hours,
ludicrous staff meetings

the stink of the halls
and the patients..

...the patients.

'You find yourself searching
for ways not to hate them.'

'You know,
little tricks like, um..'

...she shares a birthday
with your mother

or he looks like a brother
of a friend.



It doesn't work.

'You feel nothing.'

'Every drop of pleasure
has drained from your life.'

'You can't sleep, you can't
think, you can't concentrate..'

Trouble sleeping?

Uh, I was just catching up
on some work.

I worry you're not
getting enough sleep.

Are you okay?

Fine.

What are you working on?

Um, a patient history.

Div..

Listen, you go back
to bed, okay?

It's late.



Who is it?

Do you think
I could, maybe..

Come in?

Thank you.

Rain stopped. It's going
to be a beautiful day.

Have you seen
my razor?

I don't think so.
Sorry about the mess.

I'm just always amazed
how much stuff

women can fit
in their overnight bag.

'Just the bare essentials.'

"Hydrating eye mask
number four."

Takes five years off.

Really?

Are you all packed?

We're going to be
rushing tonight.

Yeah, except
for my razor.

Good.

Oh, mister button
missed a hole. Come here.

I'll pick you up
after work.

We'll be in Nassau
by morning.

And the next three days..

...you're mine.

Sounds good to me.

I tell you,
I feel funny

about you paying
for everything.

Oh, please.

We both know
you don't make any money.

You're a resident..

...a pediatric resident.

You know what?

I think that blue
Armani shirt that I got you

would go better
with this tie.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Hey, Malik,
Happy Thanksgiving.

You too.
Hey, nice shirt, doc.

Thanks.

‐ 'Hi, Dr. Ross.'
‐ Hi.

Uh, excuse me.
What's your name?

Bob. Happy Thanksgiving.

Yeah, Happy Thanksgiving
to you, Bob.

These are
Halloween decorations.

We just took
those down.

No, I...put up.

See?

Yes, I see.

Carry on.

Ah, Dr. Ross.

Hey, Jerry, what's the good
word?

Got a little interoffice
minutiae for you here.

Is this your contribution
to the potluck dinner?

It's pecan pie.
I bought it myself.

‐ Hm.
‐ Don't be shy, Jerry.

‐ Just help yourself.
‐ Thanks.

Dr. John, what do
you got over there?

I'm practicing sutures.

Uh, what is that?

Huh? Oh,
it's a pig's foot.

The elasticity is comparable
to human skin.

It's great
for practicing.

I've got about half dozen
of these in my freezer at home.

Carter, are you snacking
between meals?

See what's holding up
the blood gases

on that wheezer in three.

You got it.
Hey, Doug.

Morning, Carol.

So, you still going
to Bermuda

or can you work
Saturday night?

The Bahamas, and forget it.
I'm gone.

Jen and Rach
coming down?

And her folks.

Dinner with the reverend.

Kid with the croup
in three.

Thank you, Lydia.

Terrific.

Here, I got it.

When things slow down,
I need to talk to you.

‐ Okay.
‐ Alright.

‐ Carol.
‐ Thank you.

Who put this here?

I believe it was Bob.

Can we move
it somewhere?

We can certainly try.

Thanksgiving.
Huh! What a farce.

I mean, what do we got
to be grateful for, huh?

Rwanda?
Flesh‐eating bacteria?

‐ Entertainment tonight?
‐ Mr. Luck, quiet.

Piss off.

That's ironic coming
from a man with no kidneys.

Labs are back.

He's uremic. Blood alcohol's
250.

'And the media,
brainwashers, all of them.'

'Just filling the kids'
heads with filth.'

"I love you, you love me,
we're a happy family."

'Mr. Luck, how long has it been
since you were dialyzed?'

Those Nazis at the clinic
won't let me in the door.

Apparently, Mr. Luck
has been banned

for repeatedly
abusing the staff.

I got a right
to my opinion, don't I?

Mr. Luck, you're in end‐stage
renal failure

but don't worry, we're going
to save your life..

...such as it is.

Prep him for dialysis.
I'll get the portable machine.

You know what
really gets me?

All of this talk about
an information superhighway.

500 channels of crap.

You know? The more I see
of people, the more I like pigs.

42‐year‐old woman
lost control of her car

and hit a bridge abutment.

She's alert and oriented.

Vitals are normal.

So, should I bring
anything for tonight?

‐ Tonight?
‐ Thanksgiving dinner.

I'm afraid
your mother invited me.

Carter, my mother isn't in
control of her faculties.

So, I'm not invited now?

Don't your parents
want you at home?

Actually, my parents are in
Switzerland visiting my sister.

Switzerland, huh?

Have you seen
Mookie this morning?

No.

Hi, Mrs. Carleton,
I'm Dr. Benton.

We're going to look you
over and just make sure

that you don't have
any serious injuries, okay?

Carter, take a look
at the head.

This isn't going
to hurt a bit.

Okay, do you feel
any pain here, ma'am?

‐ No.
‐ Okay, what about here?

‐ No.
‐ No blood in the canals.

Excuse me.

Oh! We've got
a deep lac here.

'About ten centimeters.'

Don't worry, there won't
be much scarring.

Penetrating lac
on the right side.

Ma'am, we're going to have
to remove your clothes.

Uh, Carter.

Okay, if you could just
turn on your side, please.

Okay.
Lower back looks good.

Upper back looks good.
Few scratches.

Contusions to the left scapula.
No costvertibral tenderness.

‐ Uh, Dr. Benton?
‐ Abrasions T‐3, 4 and 5.

We seem to have a new piece
of information here.

Superficial bruises along
the cocc‐cocc‐coccyx.

Could somebody please
get me a gown?

'Mr. Carleton..'

I go by "miss."

Big trauma coming. MVA.

Three people, all critical.

Alright, Carter, take her
next door and sew her up.

Um...okay.

Uh...by myself?

High speed collision.
Two teenage males in one

Both unrestrained,
thrown from the vehicle.

This one's unconscious.
Massive head injuries.

‐ Vitals?
‐ No vitals. Looks like a loser.

Doug, we need
your help.

'What do we got?'

'You guys take this one.'

Honey, talk to me.

Traumatic full arrest.

'Here's the second one.'

He's conscious.
Broken right femur.

Pressure 90/60,
pulse 110. Let's go.

‐ Someone call ortho.
‐ It hurts!

‐ Where does it hurt?
‐ My gut.

Ran a red at high speed,
hit a 22‐year‐old girl.

‐ Is he the driver?
‐ Don't know.

Car belonged to,
uh, Larry Parks.

‐ Are you Larry Parks?
‐ No, Andy.

‐ That must be the girl.
‐ That ain't her.

They left her at the scene,
decapitated.

Okay, Andy.
Andy tell me where it hurts.

‐ Here? Here?
‐ Everywhere!

Okay. Carol, we need
to hold him down.

'Okay.'

‐ You gotta stay still.
‐ It hurts!

Can we give him
something for the pain?

50 milligrams Demerol.

Alright, let's prep
for lavage.

‐ I need a catheter.
‐ I got it.

‐ Any heart sounds?
‐ Negative.

Give him another milligram of
atropine.

We got a lot
of grey matter here.

Oh, God.

'Is he salvageable?'

'Call neuro.'

'Alright, let's get the saline
and tube ready. Let's go.'

I'm not giving up yet.
Come on.

What are you doing?

Andy, relax.

They gave you
an anesthetic

so you won't be
in pain. Okay?

Why are they cutting me?

Listen to me.
My name is Carol.

I'll tell you
what's happening, alright?

'The doctor's made
a little nick in your belly'

so they can fill
your abdomen with fluid.

Once its full, they'll watch as
the fluid drains out.

If blood comes out
that means

you have injuries inside,
and will need to have surgery.

‐ What do you think?
‐ 'The rhythms dropped.'

'We lost him.'

Alright. Call the OR. Tell them
we're on our way up. Let's move.

You're going
to surgery now.

God!

'Larry.'

Time of death, 9:33.

‐ Oh, God!
‐ Let's move.

Don't worry. We're going
to take care of you, Andy.

I'll make sure
we got us a room.

‐ Carol, it was me.
‐ What?

‐ What was you?
‐ I was driving Larry's car.

It's my fault.
I killed him.

'Oh, God,
I killed him!'

The space shuttle.
Now there's a bright idea.

Let's spend 50 billion

so six guys can sit
in a tin can

and test the effect of
weightlessness on fruit flies.

The kid who went up,
is he gonna make it?

I think so. One out of three.
What a waste.

Every time I see a kid
go up there I think

"There, but
for the grace of God.."

Tell me about it.

When I was in high school, we
used to race this guy's tr‐7

up up on River Road.
Pin the speedometer at 120.

We used to climb
those giant TV antennas

all the way up to the top.
Must have been 200‐300 feet.

You did that?

Otto Jevtich. His dad
was a demolitions expert.

So we used to steal boxes
of dynamite and play chicken.

I don't believe you guys.

The worst thing
Howie Dolan and I ever did

was Chinese fire drills
at the velvet freeze.

I guess you and Howie
were born to be wild.

Did I miss something?

No. I'm just being
publicly ridiculed.

Oh. So how about
some coffee?

Sure.

Hey, Doug.

John. Hey, listen,
I'm glad you showed up.

This kid's got an elbow
the size of a grapefruit.

Sure. Just give me
one second, huh?

Yeah. I'll just
go through my mail.

‐ Hey.
‐ Hey.

Sorry, Lydia.

Don't be.
That's the best kiss

I've experienced
in months.

'So did you find someone
to cover your shift?'

‐ Not yet.
‐ Keep trying.

Mom's not going
to start supper till 7:00

She's really looking forward
to spending some time with you.

‐ I'll try.
‐ I gotta go, but, uh..

...I'll see you.

Bye.

‐ All yours.
‐ Yeah.

Hey.

So, what's your name?

My name is John Carter.

You've grown awfully
quiet, John Carter.

Oh, I see.

I had a friend once.

We would go to lunch,
happy hours, shopping.

Over drinks one night,
I told her about myself.

She stood up,
left the table

and never spoke
to me again.

I used to feel those
things made me stronger

more sure of who I was.

These days..

...I spend three hours
putting on my face

before I dare go outside.

Plucking and then waxing..

...and even then,
someone always notices.

I can see by the look
in their eyes.

The disgust.

Maybe they're right.

Maybe I am disgusting.

Can you turn your head
back the other way, please?

Thank you.

Hey, Lydia.

Hey, Al.
Whatcha got?

Guy needs to be cleared
for booking.

He's bleeding all over
my squad car.

Dr. Ross.
Got a patient.

I'm not
a grown‐up doctor.

Oh, We all know that but
there's no one else available.

What happened?

He was attacked
by a turkey.

A turkey.
What's open?

‐ Trauma one.
‐ Hm‐mm.

Francis is
an animal‐rights nut.

‐ Activist!
‐ Whatever.

So, there's this
Thanksgiving display

at one of the shopping malls.

You know, with straw.
Guys dressed like pilgrims.

They've also got this real,
live, big mother of a turkey.

They were exploiting
the bird for commercial gain.

It was disgusting!

So, Francis here
decides to steal the bird.

To rescue it!

'You grabbed the bird,
you threw it in your car'

and you took off. That's
stealing.

It was being abused.

Now comes the good part.

During the getaway,
the turkey attacks him.

Starts clawing and
pecking at his head.

So what does Francis do?

He breaks the bird's neck.

And the upshot of it is

you guys get a fresh bird
for your party.

Oh, my God!

Al, maybe you better
take that outside.

Is that
a Narragansett Tom?

It sure is!

Hey, he's a big fellow too.

I kind of doubt if dietary
will want to prepare it.

Heck, I'll do it.
I used to pluck birds

all the time as a kid.

This one's a beaut.

No. There's no question.

He was listing
all the symptoms

of a major depression.

That would explain
a few things.

Well, I know you've
never liked Div

but he's been
really sweet to me.

So I'd appreciate it
if you wouldn't

run him down
in front of me.

Sorry.

It hurts to see
him like this.

I don't know
what to do.

If he's clinically depressed
he needs psychiatric help.

I know but I don't want
to back him

into a corner
if he's not ready.

Someone's gotta say something.
I mean, If he's that bad

he shouldn't be
treating patients.

You know, your concern
for Div is really touching.

Thanks for the advice.

I just think
he should see someone.

I got that.

You should have seen
the condition of his cage.

It was like a cell.

His water dish was dry.

That's no good.

People forget that we share
the same biological heritage

as every creature
on the planet.

That first lizard who
crawled out of the ooze

is a distant cousin
to us all.

I never really
thought about it.

You don't keep your cousin
in a cage with no water!

You don't eat
your family!

Oh, my God.

Could you, could you
please shut the blind?

Sure, Francis.

Francis, are you okay?

Doctor, can I
tell you something?

When I was under attack..

...my most primitive

fight‐or‐flight
instinct kicked in

and in that moment,
I was a beast

and when I grabbed
the bird's neck

'and when I
heard it snap..'

...there was
a part of me that..

...that secretly
enjoyed it.

Is your father
still living?

Yes, he is.

I didn't really
know my dad

until just
a few years ago.

I hadn't seen him
for ten years

when out of
the blue, he called.

Said he wanted
to see me.

He had no idea.

So I put on a jade green

'short‐sleeved
silk dress'

'and that's how
I answered the door.'

You know what he said?

He said, "Are you
Henry's girlfriend?"

I said, "No, dad..

...It's me."

'He said..'

..."you look just
like your sister."

then he said the reason
he came to see me

was because he was dying.

Before he died, he said,
"Henry, you may wear a dress

but you're still my son."

Okay, I'm done. Um..

...you should probably
stay here for about a half hour

so we make sure there's no
reaction to the antibiotics.

Dr. Greene.

Morning, ma'am.

‐ What kind of thread you using?
‐ Four‐oh absorbable sub‐q.

Nice apposition,
well spaced. Good job.

Thanks.

Bravo.

Thank God.

God? There is no God, lady.

When can I get the hell
out of here?

Very soon.
It took some doing

but I talked the clinic
into taking you back.

Wha..? Who asked you?

You have an appointment
next Tuesday.

Yeah? Well,
I ain't going.

Mr. Luck, if you don't go,
you'll come back here

and neither one of us
want that.

‐ Shove it.
‐ Excuse me?

What, are you deaf too?

I said shove it you little
pinhead puke.

Oh..

Excuse me.

‐ I'm trying to find my son.
‐ What's his name?

Andrew Bohlmeyer.

‐ Andy.
‐ Yes. Is he alright?

Your son was taken
to surgery.

They're removing
his spleen.

‐ Oh, my God!
‐ I'll take you up.

Please.

‐ Edie!
‐ Andrea, I went by the house.

I was at the store.
Where are they?

Where's the other boy,
Larry Parks?

‐ Are you Larry's mother?
‐ Yes. Where is he?

What?

Mrs. Parks..

...your son
was brought in

with severe injuries
to his head.

‐ Are you telling me..
‐ His heart wasn't beating.

...he's dead?

Yes, he is. I'm sorry.

'I am not a baby!'

'For God's sake can't you
just put it in my mouth?'

Hospital policy, Mr. Luck.

I'll be back in ten minutes.

Wait a minute!
How about a little privacy here?

what's so funny?

You people never seen a guy get
his temperature taken before?

'Andy.'

How are you
doing, honey?

Tired.

‐ Numb.
‐ Not in any pain?

Not really.

The girl,
is she okay?

'No, she's not.'

'How did it happen, honey?'

'Larry ran a red light.'

'He was trying to beat it.'

'I told him to stop, but..'

'...he said
he could make it.'

'Oh, Andy, how awful.'

Sweetie..

...thank God
you are alright.

‐ I never said you were boring.
‐ You implied it.

Mark, I think that you're an
extremely dynamic individual

especially in
those glasses.

‐ What's wrong with my glasses?
‐ They're perfect.

Going to surgery.

You know, back in college,
every Friday night

I used to go to
the Rathskeller and drink beer

lots of beer. Pitchers. You're
right. I'm boring.

I've never done anything
irresponsible in my life.

Because "Irresponsible"
is overrated.

I've never
been arrested.

I've never gone out
and spent money

on something
that I didn't need

and I have never
been to Bermuda

with a horny
drug saleslady.

It's the Bahamas
and trust me

I wouldn't be going
if she weren't paying.

‐ She's paying?
‐ She pays for everything.

My dinner, my clothes..

I'm beginning to feel
like a kept man.

I've never
been a kept man.

Dr. Greene, she came in
with chest pain.

Collapsed in
the waiting room.

How long have you
been in pain, ma'am?

An hour. I was in
the kitchen, cooking dinner

and the pressure
started right here.

‐ Is it a heart attack?
‐ I'm not sure.

Have you been
sick recently?

I was diagnosed
with lupus last year.

She's been
in remission.

Call cardiology.
We need to get a consult.

Get an EKG, cardiac enzyme
and a chest film.

Sir, you're gonna
have to wait outside.

No! I want him here.

Alright,
alright.

There we go.
Sit down.

Lie back.
Just relax.

Breathe easy. We're going
to take care of you.

He told you
he was driving

and you didn't
tell anyone?

Who am I
supposed to tell?

The police, for one.

Carol, the‐the kid
committed manslaughter.

He killed two people.

I'm not sure
it's my place.

Well, you know
how it is.

Patients come in here, scared,
thinking they're dying

and they tell us things
they wouldn't tell

their husbands or wives
or their priests.

This kid unburdened
his soul to me.

I just don't feel right
passing that on.

Please, honey, make sure

you tell the kids
not to eat all the..

Mark.

You guys moonlighting
as cardiologists?

Gurunian and Bell
are in surgery.

Kayson's on his way
from Highland Park.

Until he gets
here, we're it.

Patient's 40.
History of lupus.

Treated with prednisone.

Presented with chest pain.
Heart rate's 112.

'Pulsus paradoxus.'

EKG shows
an ST elevation.

‐ You think there's an effusion?
‐ I do. Sarah?

Well, there's a
Silhouette sign.

Her blood
pressure's dropping.

She needs
a pericardiocentesis.

‐ You ever done one?
‐ Lots of times.

‐ She's unconscious.
‐ Move her to trauma two.

We can't wait
for Kayson.

Peter, I'll need
an 18‐gauge PC needle

'and an alligator clip.'

What's happening?

There's a very thin sac
around the heart

it's called
the pericardium.

Your wife's is
filling with fluid

squeezing the heart so it can't
beat properly.

We're gonna insert a needle
in the sac and drain the fluid.

‐ Stick a needle in her heart?
‐ Near her heart.

You know, Sarah, I've never
had an opportunity

to do one of
these procedures.

and since you've done a lot
of them I was wondering..

you want to do it?

Do it.

I'll back you up.

Hey.

Oh. That's funny.

I was just
thinking about you.

Pleasant thoughts?

Very pleasant.

Have a seat.

Um, actually..

I, uh, I feel like
I owe you an apology.

Um, I know that lately
I've been difficult

to put it mildly.

And uh, I'm‐I'm, I'm sorry
if I've embarrassed you.

You haven't
embarrassed me.

I'm worried about you.

Well, I've been, um,
I've been pretty depressed.

Have you thought about
talking to someone?

A therapist?

Things are starting
to fall into place.

I...I wouldn't
worry too much.

So, are we still
on for dinner?

With your sister
and her new beau?

I wouldn't miss it.

Maybe we can
talk afterwards.

I'd like that.

Mrs. Parks?

Can I get you anything?
Call you a ride?

What? Um, no.

If I, um, could
just sit down.

Sure, sure.

I just saw my son.

He was so cold.

I looked at his face..

...and all I wanted to do..

...was to slap him!

To hit him, and to say

"you stupid boy!

"How could you
do this..

"...to yourself?

"That poor girl..

...how could you leave me?"

Oh, dear God.

What's wrong with me?

You seen my patient?

‐ Middle‐aged‐‐
‐ She‐male?

Mm‐hmm.

Must have gone
to the ladies' room.

Insert the needle
at about 45 degrees

gently aspirating
as you go.

When you reach
the pericardium

you'll begin
to draw fluid.

The EKG will let you know
if you touch the heart.

I got to be getting close.

‐ Anything?
‐ No.

Pull back. You've hit heart
muscle.

What's going on, Sarah?
Nothing's coming out.

The pericardium
must be infected.

The fluid's too thick
for the needle.

She's fibrillating.

‐ Clear!
‐ 'Clear.'

‐ Sinus. We got a pulse.
‐ We should crack her.

Crack her chest and morbidity
goes through the roof.

If we don't release
the pressure in 30 seconds

this lady could die.

Do a window. Make an eight
centimeter cut at the xyphoid.

Do it now.

'Okay.'

Open the diaphragm and cut out
a window of pericardium.

'Maybe two inches. Not too big,
or her heart would jump out.'

You can do it,
Peter. Do it.

That's it. Keep going.

Keep going.

'Alright.'

Alright.
That's it. Suction.

'Okay, here it comes.'

‐ We got fluid.
‐ We got a beat.

‐ Oh, man.
‐ Pressure's back.

Throw a few stitches
around the tube.

I think you can take it
from here, Peter.

Andy?

How are you?

I'm okay.

The police talk
to you yet?

They will.

Andy..

...I heard what
you told your mother..

...and I understand why.

You're in
a lot of pain

and you don't want
to bring on any more.

Do you think it's fair
to let Larry's mother believe

he killed that girl?

I know you feel guilty, Andy

but it's only going
to get worse. I know.

I've kept things from people,
and it makes you hate yourself.

It makes it hard
to live with yourself.

Ever kill anyone before?

No.

But I've done things
to hurt people..

...people close to me.

And you told them?

Not everything, no.

It's not so easy.

Is it?

'What's going on, Jerry?'

Jumper on the roof.
Some lady.

Looks like
she's going to go.

Oh, God!

Excuse me. Please.
She's my patient.

Miss Carleton, please.

‐ Please.
‐ Don't come..

Don't come any closer.

Okay. Okay. Uh..

Miss Carleton, I know
you must be feeling

really terrible right
now, but, uh, but..

...but there's people..

...there's people in the
hospital that can help you.

I can't pass
for a woman anymore.

That's all
I've ever wanted to be.

Could you
just look at me..

...just look at me
and talk to me?

We can talk about it.

‐ Carter.
‐ Oh, thank God.

Would you like to
introduce me to your friend?

Miss Carleton..

...there's a doctor
here who can help you.

Is it okay if he talks?
No, don't!

Oh, God!

Mmm, that looks good.

This is really good.
Hey!

‐ Stop it.
‐ Party time!

Hey, Haleh, pass
the yams, please?

It's a buffet.
Get your own yams.

‐ Hi.
‐ Hi.

‐ You heard about the‐‐
‐ Yeah. Awful.

‐ Any luck getting off?
‐ No.

Can we take a walk?

‐ Sure.
‐ Great.

‐ You ready, sweets?
‐ Ready as I'll ever be.

‐ Okay. Here's your ticket.
‐ Yeah.

Oh, my God.
These are coach.

Hold on, huh?

Oh, to be a kept man.

Not one complaint
out of you.

'Cause in an hour you're going
to be sitting at a table

with your beautiful wife
and your beautiful daughter

and your family
all around

and I'm going to be
at 30,000 feet

sucking down vodka gimlets
with a woman who dresses me.

Do you have any idea
how lucky you are?

If you don't want to go,
don't go.

'A little late for that.
Here she comes.'

‐ All fixed.
‐ Okay.

‐ The limo's waiting.
‐ Well, happy Thanksgiving.

‐ Okay. Happy thanksgiving.
‐ Thanks.

Bye.

So, is this
good news or bad?

Oh, boy.

I need to talk to you
about something.

What?

During the time
that we've been going out..

...I slept with Doug Ross.

When?

Last winter.

Before you took
the pills?

Yeah.

Since then?

No.

But two weeks ago..

...he kissed me
and I let him.

Tag, wait.

Just go to hell, okay?
Just go to hell.

Just because you try
to kill yourself

I'm supposed
to sit back and smile

while you screw
your old boyfriend?

What more do you want
from me, Carol?

I've been patient.
I've been faithful.

Should I treat you like garbage
like Doug Ross does?

‐ Is that what you want?
‐ No. I want you.

Why would you tell me
something like this anyway?

Because I've been dishonest
and I need for you to know.

Okay, great. Now I
know, okay? I know!

What am I supposed
to do now, okay?

Tag!

Hey, Sarah.

'Yeah?'

The, uh, heart lady
is doing fine.

She's going to be home
with her family tomorrow.

Good.

So, uh..

...you start the fellowship
next week, huh?

‐ I leave tomorrow.
‐ Yeah.

Well, I'm sure
you'll be just great.

Probably. See you.

Uh, Sarah? Um..

...I, um..

Thanks, you know,
for, uh..

...letting me do
the procedure and, uh..

...you know backing me up
when things got crazy today.

This is a teaching
hospital, Peter.

Helping those under you,
looking out for each other

that's what it's
supposed to be about.

Yeah.

'Peter?'

It was a great save.

I'll see you
in the spring.

Carter..

...if anybody's responsible,
it's me.

She came in here because she
crashed her car into a bridge.

Now..

...I should have recognized
that as a suicide attempt..

...but I didn't.

So next time we'll both
be more attentive.

Come on, Carter.
Let's go.

What?

My family. They're holding
dinner until 7:30.

If we hurry up,
we can catch the prayer.

Thank you, Dr. Benton.

I think I just
want to be alone.

Carter, you promised
my mother, didn't you?

What are you going to do? You
going to back out?

Come on. Grab your coat.
Let's go.

'Let's go, Carter.'

Come and get it!

Ronnie, come on.
Turn off the damn TV.

I guess we shouldn't wait
for Div any longer.

You snooze, you lose.
I'm starving.

Chloe, how long did
you cook this turkey?

I don't know.
A couple hours.

A turkey this size needs
at least six hours.

Try some.
It tastes good.

It's teeming
with bacteria.

I'm putting it
back in the oven.

If we're lucky,
we can eat at 10:00.

Maybe Div will
be here by then.

Wait a minute.
You got to be kidding me.

What's the matter?
You can't read a cookbook?

Why don't you shut up?
All you did all day

was sit on your ass
and watch TV.

That's what I always do
on Thanksgiving.

That is Thanksgiving to me.

Besides, who bought
the groceries?

Who bought the beer? Did it
just walk in here by itself?

‐ Hey! With my money!
‐ Shut up. Both of you.

You act like
two‐year‐olds.

'Come on.'

Come on. Come on! Come on!!