ER (1994–2009): Season 12, Episode 9 - I Do - full transcript

Previously on E.R.:

Oh, man.

I've been here for a long time.
I know the people.

I know the department.
I just want to put my
name into the mixture.

You want me to take
this, Kerry? I don't mind.

What, you think
I'm rusty?

You've been the one person
I can count on.

That means a lot to me--
that friendship.

What you're saying is that we'll
just stay friends.

I told you I have
a boyfriend.

Oh. So what is he,
a lawyer,



a commodities trader,
a dentist?

He's a doctor.

County?

In the army.

When's he coming home?

( chuckling )

That's got to be the wankiest
idea I've ever heard.

You must be shell-shocked.

What are you... wankiest?

Uh, foolish, ridiculous,
possibly even stupid.

I think that is
the best idea

I have ever had.

I don't know what
the problem is.

Okay, it's sweet, yeah.
"Best"? I don't think so.



And it's ten after 7:00.
I have to go to work.

GALLANT:
Just give me one good
reason why we shouldn't.

Because it's 100 degrees in here
and I'm about to die.

You're trying
to change the subject.

I can't breathe.

Listen, you can
be honest with me.

No, I am being
honest with you.

I can't breathe.

Michael!

GALLANT:
I'm not budging until
you give me

one good reason
why we shouldn't.

Because you've gone
completely mad.

Oh, come on,
no muss, no fuss.

No family.

Okay, okay, they might
be a little surprised.

Oh, you think?

Hi, Mom, hi, Dad.
Guess what I did today.

They'd get over it.

No, actually,
I don't think mine would.

They'll have to,
'cause I love you.
Michael.

Listen, it'll be
a great story to tell
our grandchildren.

They'll think
we were crazy.

We would be crazy.

Do you love me?

Yes, I do.

See? You already
said "I do."

That settles it.
That settles it.

We're getting
hitched today.

Wait, wait, not so fast.

Will I have a bouquet?

Michael...

Michael...

( snoring )

Uh, little head lac,
CT negative.

Just move her
to an exam room,

let her sleep it off

and then,
a la casa.

Okay, let me know
when she's set up.

Sure. Right this way,
Glenda.

What's with
the stop sign?

Oh, it's a school
crossing guard.

Doesn't that just
make you sick?

The idea that that woman's
getting drunk on the job?

Small, innocent, helpless,
possibly even frail children

in her charge.

Whoa, whoa.

What's happening
in there?

Hey, Frank,
que pasa?

PRATT:
I think they're
talking about you.

What?
Weaver's kicking
their butts is my guess.

She's going to kick
their butts right out of here

if they don't stop
yapping at each other.

Isn't one of them going
to be the new ER chief?

My money ain't on
the nosebleed.

The nosebleed?

You miss just about
everything, don't you?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where the heck do you
think you're going?

Uh, a guy
in Curtain One

wants me to grab
him some doughnuts.

Give me that.
What are you thinking?

He was going
to give me a tip.

Urine sample,
Exam 3, to the lab.

I need you to run up
to the surgical floor,

pick up the level one
rapid infuser.

Surgical floor?

That's good.

All right, let's clear
some of these patients.

I will be on today,

but first run your cases

by either Drs. Kovac
or Clemente.

You're on today?

Good.

I mean, that's good.

You're stuck up
in administration
all the time.

It's good to keep
your skills honed.

Dr. Kovac

and Dr. Clemente will
share the honor

of running the board today.

Share?

Abby, head lac's
ready for you.

Doctors.

After you.

No, no, after
you, my man.

KOVAC:
No, no, really.
Really. I insist.

Oh, I insist, too.

KOVAC:
No, no, I mean,
I'm serious.

I'm serious too...

Dr. Clemente!

The board.

Right.

Okay, Linda, come on,
come on, come on, stop it.

Don't make nobody...

Haleh, your
paranoid gardener

needs another
slug of Haldol.

That's all right,
I got this. Go ahead.

I'll be back.

Okay, Glenda...

Here we go,
a little stick, okay?

( yells )

Crap.

Ortho's here
for your tib-fib.

Oh, crap, crap,
crap...

Nice.

Yeah. Morris signed her out
as a garden-variety drunk,

but her IV's bleeding
like stink

and her lac's oozing
around the sutures.

Alcoholics
are often

a little
coagulopathic.
Stuck you...

How was your little sit-down
with Weaver this morning?

No, crossing...
She was telling me
and Dr. Clemente...

I told you
you little punks...
...how charming we are.

Really?
Don't sit
in my chair...

You don't think
I'm charming?

I think you're
extremely charming.

I just also think...

( yells )

Oh, crap,
spilled my coffee.

Uh, she was...
she was telling us

that we have
to get along better.

You know, leave
a better impression

Fat little children...
to the residents,

and be more agreeable.

Well, that's
a lot to ask.

No drinking.
You don't think
I'm agreeable?

I think you're
agreeable, yes...

No, you still think
I'm full of...

Oh!

Active duty servicemen
can get married the same day.

Bingo.

Ah, well, that's
where you're headed.

I mean, I realize
it's all sex now,

but 20 years
down the road

she's dragging you off
to the Moose Lodge

for folk dancing
and bingo.

You know, I'm damn
envious of you, Gallant.

Finding your soul mate.

Someone to share
your hopes

and calm your fears.
Uh-huh.

You know, hold your hand
in the dark night.

That's a good
one, man.

Keep saying it
to yourself--

you might
believe it.

Dr. Gallant, I'd like
to offer my services

in officiating
at your nuptials.

What?

I'm a Universal
Life Minister.

I can marry
you and Neela.

Jerr, I think
they're looking
for something legal.

It's completely legal.

I've married
lots of people.

So, what are you, like,
Reverend Jerry?

Actually, I go by
Father Superior.

LOCKHART:
So the rumors are true?

Yes, and I'd like you
to be my bridesmaid...

maid of honor,
whatever.

Well, normally
I'd say no,

because of the taffeta dress
and matching peau de soie shoes.

But this time it's because

you've had a complete
brain lapse.

Michael and I love each other.

We want to be together.

But today?

We thought it'd be
kind of crazy, you know?

Something good
we could tell...

Anyway, his tour
is over.

Well, what if he gets
stationed in, like, Romania?

He's hoping to finish

his training in stateside
army hospital.

I'm not saying

he's not a great guy-- he is,
but do you know him?

Of course I do.

He's incredibly kind,
generous...

My dry cleaning guy
is kind and generous.

Where's the prednisone?

Left bottom shelf.

I know him. I do.

Does he fold the newspaper
inside out when he reads it

and then forget to put it
back when he's done?

Does he clip
his toenails in bed?

Does he drip
when the toilet seat's down?
Abby...

Does he like jam
on his grilled
cheese sandwiches?

All these things I can
learn during the marriage.

Well, yes, but I don't
think that's the best...
I love Michael.

And I could use
a little support here.

I'm very happy for you,

I really am.

And of course I would
stand up for you.

I wouldn't miss it.

Great.
Okay.

Dr. Pratt, you got a moment?

Sure.

Walk with me?

All right.

This young man,
KJ Thibeaux,

you've been sponsoring him
as a volunteen?

Yeah.

Apparently he got into
the surgical floor storeroom--

stole a digital
video camera.

What?
Get out of here.

Yeah. I don't want to make
a big issue about it,

but as long as he's
willing to admit it,

give the camera back,

it doesn't go any further
than this.

Wait. Who told you it was KJ?

Chief of security called me.

One of his guards
reported it.

And he's sure about this?

Surveillance cameras.
Everything's on tape.

I'm sorry.

All right, I'll talk to him.

He's just a teenager.

I'll talk to him.

Jack Gitts, 38, high speed MVC,
no medical history.

Hey, so I've been checking.
Restrained, complains
of abdominal pain

we can get the license, but they
close for an hour at 1:00.
I can't talk right now.

I know, but just quickly, I got
a lead on three possible places.

Probable femur fracture.

And the florist in the hospital
would love to do a wedding.

Michael, I have
a patient here.

Vitals?
Tachy to 130,

shallow resps,
BP 80 palp.

Oh, and Jerry's going
to marry us.

What?!
I'll come back
when you're not so busy.

Page Dubenko and call
for O-neg...

Did he say Jerry?

I thought you knew.

One, two, three.

Cantaloupe allergy's
waiting for the Benadryl
to kick in.

Infected nose piercing
is home on Keflex.

She did that herself
with a thumbtack.

Ah, sexy.

Is she single?

And platelets are back
on my drunk head lac.

A little low-- 98,
and the INR is 1.4.

Yeah, borderline.

Still, I'd like to give
platelets and FFP.

Yeah, go ahead.

Even a tiny bleed
can become serious

if she can't clot.

Possibly a good
idea, Dr. Kovac,

but you do realize
that blood products

carry the risk of infection

and transfusion reaction,
don't you?

Yeah.

Was the CT negative?

Well, there's not bleed
that we could see.

Do you really want
to expose your patient
to those kind of risks

just because
the platelets are low?

The scan was
four hours ago.

She might have
a delayed bleed.

I'd worry more if she had
mental status changes,

or a focal neuro exam.

He's got a point.

Well, she's drunk, so that's
kind of hard to assess.

Yeah, well, drunk
people get sober.

KOVAC:
And careful observation

is still better
than any lab.

That's right.
I'd have to agree.

What just happened?

They've been pulling
that on me all morning.

I don't know, some sort
of competitive agreeing contest.

I wouldn't steal
any stupid camera.

Did you just hear what I said?

They got you on tape.

It couldn't have been me.

You were up there
long enough.

They had to look
for that infuser thing.

Don't give me that crap, KJ.

Okay, there's this girl--
one of the volunteers.

She's fine as hell.

You know,
I went out on a limb for you.

I thought having you here was
going to teach you something,

keep your ass out of trouble.

Then you go and do this.

I didn't do anything!

You know what? Your father's
on his way here.

So for now, go sit
in the waiting room.

But Dr. Pratt...

Waiting room.

Bag him.
Have you got a second line?

Vein keeps blowing.

Run the first unit
of O-neg and hold four
more units ready to go.

So where's the reception
going to be?

He needs
central access.

They haven't
decided yet.

I'd go
to Baby Joon's.

La Chiquita Roja
is more romantic.

Neela, place
the subclavian.

Cordis and sterile sixes.

What was the other place
Gallant mentioned?

MALIK:
The Mandarin Club.

No way.
Yeah, that's a bad idea.

Turn his head
to the left.

Systolic's 84.

I've always liked
the Mandarin.

Got a flash.

Should definitely do
Chiquita Roja.

Candles, white
tablecloths, you know.

Nah. Baby Joon's,
I'm telling you.

Martinis
and chili fries.

X-rays are up.

C-spine's clear.
Mediastinum looks okay.

Very good.

So where are
you registered?

What?
Definitely have
to register.

Could I have the sonosite,
please?

My ex-wife didn't register

and we ended up
with a bunch of clocks.

With my sister, it was salad
bowls. Seven of them.

Does anybody mind if we just
focus on the patient?

Okay, then.

Can we have that
sonosite, please?

Neela.

So, can you get away?

We need to go get
a license.

We don't even know where
we're getting married yet.

Absolutely we do.
The hospital chapel.

Well, when did we
decide that?

You were busy,
so I thought you...

And Jerry's going
to marry us?

He has some kind of
minister's license, so...

Is that really
who we want?

What's Frank going
to be, the ring bearer?

Listen, we don't have
a lot of time.

I had to make some choices.

You going to choose
the flowers, too?

No, no.

Well, you like lilies,
though, right?

Michael,
we have to talk.

About what?

I just think all this is
maybe getting a little...
Dr. Gallant,

you know the groom isn't really
supposed to see the bride

on the day of the wedding.
Yeah, well,

we have a few details
to work out.

Nothing that can't wait,
I hope.

Dr. Rasgotra's going
to scrub in on this one.

I am?
Yeah. You did that open lap
on the paramedic

in the middle of the street.
I think I can trust you

within the confines
of a sterile operating room.

You're not getting cold feet,
are you?

We'll talk later.

Are his vaccinations
up to date?

His pediatrician and I
don't believe in them.

Immunizations are probably
one of the most successful

public health
interventions
ever developed.

Thank you, but it's
a personal decision.

Did you know the air

has 21% oxygen in it?

He's studying the
atmosphere in school.

Well, that's very cool.

He's setting at 94,
which is low,

but nothing dangerous.

Probably has to do with the
fluid I heard in his lungs.

I'd like to get
a chest X-ray,

which is nothing scary.

It's just a special
kind of photograph

and it doesn't hurt
at all.

My Uncle Deaver had one of those
and we got to see all his bones.

Mm-hmm.
I don't want X-rays
if possible.

Mrs. Kenig, I'm pretty
sure Stewy has pneumonia.

Well, can't you
just treat it then

and we can avoid
the radiation?

It's a small amount
and it just helps us have a look

at what we're dealing with.

Glenda's waking up.

Thank you.

Wouldn't you go with antibiotics
anyway?

Okay.
He needs extra oxygen.

He's going to have
to spend the night.

Okay, that'll be fine.

Then we'll hold off
on the film for now.

But if he gets any worse...

He gets X-rayed.

He says he didn't do it.

D, I don't like this any
better than you do, man.

He wouldn't lie.

Come on, man.

Did he lie about the tagging
he got busted for?

Or the weed they found
in his pocket?

Look, KJ's a good kid.

But right now,
his judgment basically sucks.

I want to talk
to this doctor...

Dubenko.

Yeah, and the
security guard, too.

D, they don't want
to press charges, man.

But they're
accusing my kid.

I just want
to talk to them.

( sighs heavily )

Banana bag is finished and
she took a few ice chips.

Who are you?

I'm Dr. Lockhart.

You're at County General.

Let's see if you can sit up
on your own, okay?

She should be
sobering up by now.

Glenda...

will you squeeze
my hand?

Okay, let's see, try
and squeeze my hand.

Squeeze my hand.

Come on.

Okay.

Can you open your eyes?

Glenda, come on.

Good. Okay.

Over here,
right over here.

Now do you know who I am?

Who are you?

Must've cleared,
like, 30 patients

and no one's even
brawling yet.

See, it's not
that hard, is it?

You're right, it's
like the man said.

"Can't we just
all get along?"

Sam, weren't we sending that
cracked broviac up to IR?

Don't you want
a CBC first?

Yes, uh, you're right.

Hey, Sam, lab's done
on Mrs. Garvey.

I just checked,
it'll be another half hour.

Hey, Dr. Weaver...

the search committee meeting's
been moved up to 12:30.

All right, Jerry,
thank you.

Dr. Kovac.
Dr. Lockhart.

There's something
not right about Glenda.

Hey, that sounds
like a movie, huh?

Like, Something Not Right
About Glenda.

Like a body snatchers thing
with a shaky camera.
Morris.

I want to re-scan her.

Really? Why?

Because
she's altered.

Yeah, but she's a drunk.
How can you even tell?

Dr. Clemente,
why don't you...

Why don't we let Dr. Lockhart
present the case?

Absolutely.
Look, she's disoriented,
she's repeating questions.

I just want to get
another CT.

How long has she
been here?
About six hours.

Luka, your malrotation
in Exam Four is puking blood.

I'll check back.

Yeah, well...

Is she responding
to commands?

Yes.

Hand squeeze
and eye opening.

Rule of thumb: if a patient's
exam is non focal

and they're responding to
commands, just observe and wait.

Dr. Clemente,
Ortho on line two.

Yeah, okay.

Yeah, I'm going
to re-scan her.

Can you call CT, let them
know we're on the way

and have the blood bank
send a unit of FFP

and a six pack
of platelets.

You sure about that?

Yes, I am.

( chuckling )

What's this,
your bachelor party?

( chuckling )

There's not going
to be one of those.

Well, you didn't give me
much time to plan it,

having your wedding today.

I don't think there's going
to be one of those either.

What, so I don't get
to be your best man?

I mean, you were
going to ask me, right?

I don't know, man, I...

You know, maybe this
was just all too fast.

You know, I mean,
I think she's scared.

Well, it is kind of
a strong move

to the hoop, man.

Yeah, but I was going
to ask her before.

But...

You know, over in Iraq,
I mean, guys got married

the week they shipped out.

I know 'cause
I worked on them.

Arms missing, legs gone...

faces half blown off.

But the thing they were
in the most pain about

was the pain they were going
to cause somebody else.

So I told myself if I ever
made it through this...

And you did.

So you asked her now.

Yeah.

Well, I...

I mean, kind of.

Kind of?

( French rap music playing )

Is this French rap?

MC Solaar.

Do you understand
what they're saying?

I can't understand
any of them.

You want contrast
with this?

No.

Whoa, ugly.

( alarm )

Glenda?

Glenda?

Okay, stop the scan.

Few more cuts
and we're done.

Stop the scan and get
the code team up here now.

Excuse me.
Move.

I'm in.
Hyperventilate her.

What's going on?
You can see
what's going on.

Equal breath sounds.
Abby.

I got this.
Sats not picking up.

50 of manitol.

So what happened?
Well, meet Glenda, my altered
drunk head lac.

While you guys were
jerking each other off,

she was bleeding
into her head.

B.P.'s 170/110.

What did you
tell her to do?

Same thing you would've--
observation.

But she was responding
to commands at the time.

Okay, go ahead
and order the platelets.

I already did, if I had waited
for either one of you

to sign off on this woman,
she'd already be dead.

Neurosurgery's
ready for her.

Okay, can we all agree she needs
to go up to the OR? Good.

Throwing PVCs.

RASGOTRA:
Can't see well enough
to find it.

DUBENKO:
Get control blindly, Neela.

Here, give me your hands.

What do you feel?

The liver,
the edge is smooth.

B.P.'s dropping.
66/35.

Focus.

There's a defect.
There's a tear in the SMA.

Over 1,900 cc blood loss.

Losing the battle here, guys.

Direct pressure, Neela.

Control it.

That's it.

Hold steady pressure.

Suction.

Hold it.

Satinsky.

Clamp the bleeder.

And we have liftoff.

Systolic's
coming back.

Great job, Dr. Rasgotra.

Now we just have to run the
bowel before we close him up.

Neela.

Welcome, Dr. Gallant.

Your bride-to-be here just
saved this guy's life.

Michael, what are you
doing here?

I, uh, I need
to talk to you.

Well, now's not a good time.

Well, I just wanted
to tell you that...

Michael, please.

Tell her what,
Dr. Gallant?

Go ahead.

You know,
when I was away... uh...

thinking about you gave me
some other place to be,

someplace peaceful
where I could belong.

Now, maybe... maybe all
of this has been too fast

and I know that's scary and...

maybe I didn't ask you
the right way.

But I just want us
to be together.

So I'm asking you now, Neela...

will you marry me?

Will you marry me today?

fell through the ice
playing hockey on a pond.

Doing what?
I know
it sounds stupid.

Not only
does it sound stupid...

Dr. Morris, perhaps
you'd like to let us

hear the rest
of the case.

Hey, I need
to talk to you.

Okay.

Altered
and hypothermic.

Temp's too low
to register.
He's not shivering.

Heart rate's 74,
BP 100 over 47.

BARNETT:
Hey, man,
when's the ceremony?

Not sure yet.

Okay, let us know.

Yeah.

Hey, Frank,
where's Jerry?

Left early to get
into his ministerial mode.

This thing
better be happening

'cause we got a temp
coming to cover the desk.

It is Frank.
Don't worry.

I'm off. Cleared it
with Dr. Weaver.

Okay.

So we need
to go get a license.

And rings.
And rings.

We'll call you
with the details.

You are coming,
right?

Yeah, went home at lunch,
got my best suit.

Wish us luck.

Gonna need more than that...
but what do I know?

WEAVER:
Repeat rectal temp,

portable chest, EKG, CBC,
chemistry and coags.

Crackles... may have
aspirated some water.

Sats only 88.
He needs an airway.

I've got it.

Dr. Barnett.

Uh, yes, uh, eight-oh,
20 etomidate, 100 sux.

MAN:
I hope it's okay.

I made the paramedics
bring me with them.

TAGGART:
It's fine, Mr...

Spevacek.

There's a pond where we grew up

and a few of us took up
our old skates...

knocked the puck around,
you know, for old times.

Bolus a liter
of warm saline

and call Respiratory
for a vent.

Rectal temp, 86.

Uh, suction.
Osborne waves.

He's at risk for an arrhythmia.

Tube.

Prep for bilateral chest tubes
for pleural irrigation.

Um, with all due
respect, Dr. Weaver,

peritoneal dialysis
is better.

Greater capacity
for heat exchange,

warms the solid organs faster.

It's an
interesting approach.

That's what the Navy SEALS do...
really.

Proceed, Dr. Morris.

Okay, okay, uh...

Betadine and a DPL tray.

So you never
actually saw him?

I told you,
I see him all the time.

He's always up here
sniffing around.

Sniffing around?
He's not a dog.

He likes this girl
that volunteers.

You know what I mean.

I'm sorry. They've been at
this for a couple of days.

How many people have keys
to the storeroom?

That information isn't
for general release.

Then let us see
the tape.

Gotta get the chief's approval.

So call the chief.

He'll be back
in an hour.

So, we got no chief,
no tape

and he didn't
even see KJ.

I don't check every room
every minute of the day.

Maybe you should.

Darnell.

'Cause then he would've
seen it wasn't my son.

Okay, okay, we'll talk
to the chief.

We'll get the tape.

It takes time to rewind,
run the tape forward.

Holds 24 hours,

not like
you just punch in.

I got time.

You going somewhere?

We'll be here.

Come on, man.

TAGGART:
Core temp's 88.3.

Up a couple
of degrees.

Hang another liter
of warm saline.

We've got to tip him
on his right side.

I've got the head.

Can I help?
We've got it.
Thank you, though.

MORRIS:
Here we go--
one, two, three...

Just a few PVCs.

Why are you doing this?

This drains the fluid
through the abdomen.

How long does that take?

Uh, 30 to 60 minutes.

Human meat takes time
to thaw.

Dr. Morris...

TAGGART:
Sure we can't

get you a seat,
Mr. Spevacek?

Harry lived
across the street.

Must've been 15 kids
up and down our block.

We played hockey
all winter.

I fell in the ice once,

Harry pulled me out.

Then today...

Harry fell in.

And I tried to help him...

but I couldn't.

Just, you know, a little out
of practice, I guess.

I'm sure you did
all that you could.

I hope so.

He's in V-tach.

Roll him.
What's happening?

No pulse.
Get the crash cart.

Starting compressions.

When I get upstairs,

will I get my own room,
or do I have to share?

I'm not sure.

Stop complaining,
Stewy.

You already got
to skip school.

Patricia.

I don't see why
I couldn't stay
in the gym.

I'm missing practice.

Patricia, please.

Dr. Lockhart, do you know
how much longer it will be?

Well, I can page
the pediatrician on call.

Are you still
doing okay?

Clear!

No change.
Still V-fib.

Again. Charge to 360.

Clear!

He's not going
to respond to shocks
until we warm him up.

Resume compressions.

Sam, 100 milligrams
lidocaine IV.

Uh, excuse me, Dr. Weaver.

I think we should use
bretylium instead.

What are you
talking about?

They took that out of the ACLS
guidelines years ago.

Yes, but there was
a big study in the '80s.

That's you reference,
something from the '80s?

Yes, Dr. Weaver,
it is.

And it clearly showed bretylium

to be the anti-arrhythmic
of choice

in hypothermia.

Core temps up to 89.1.

350 milligrams of bretylium IV.

Given his recent immigration
from Vietnam,

you've got to consider
empiric triple therapy.

Right, right, but if
you have Hepatitis C...

Excuse me.

It's going to be
a disaster...
His liver function
is perfectly fine.

For the moment,
maybe, but...
Hey, hey!

Stewy Kenig, five-year-old
with fever and cough.

Non-toxic appearing
with bilateral crackles on exam,

sats 92 on room air,
100 on five liters.

Mom's freaked out
by radiation.

Refused a chest X ray.

So treating presumptive
pneumonia with amp and azithro.

CBCs pending,
got 20 per kilo of NS

and is being admitted
to pedes since,

although stable,
I can't send him home

with an O2 requirement.

That's the plan.
Do you concur?

I don't know.
Azithro? Have you tried...?

Do you concur?

Yeah.

Thanks.

The Chief of Security
met with him.

McCauley kept stalling,
then finally came clean.

There was a theft, but
there were no videotapes

and no suspects.

No tapes at all?

No. KJ did nothing wrong.

Some camera goes missing
and this fat ass figures

it must have been
the black kid.

DUBENKO:
Yeah, there was absolutely
no excuse for it.

It was an unconscionable
thing to do.

So where's this McCauley going
to be working tomorrow?

Not here.

Listen, Mr. Thibeaux,
um, from what

everybody's been saying,
it sounds like

KJ's been doing
a great job around here.

He did not deserve this
and I'm very, very sorry.

On behalf of the entire
hospital, I apologize.

Why don't you go
tell that to KJ?

Yeah.

Sure you don't
want anything?

Thanks, man.

Guess it always comes down
to the black check, doesn't it?

No matter how good your job is,
where you live,

how much money you make...

In the end, cops
pull you over

for driving through
a white neighborhood.

I'm done
with this place.

I'm not doing
this anymore.

The hell you ain't.

You're coming here
every day till you
finished your service.

That's right. And I'm going
to make sure you work harder

than any other
volunteer up in here.

So no more going
out for doughnuts
and chasing skirts.

Man, what for?

They always going
to be on my back,

no matter how good
I do.

Yeah, and it's going
to be like that forever

so get used to it.

Can't think about it.

Just live your life
and do your best.

You got to stay in the game, KJ,
otherwise they win.

Look, I'm sorry about all this,
all right? All right?

Where is everybody?

Hi, I'm Maureen.
Can I help you?

Who are you?

I'm the temp.

Are you out
of high school?

I'm 21, but I have
my mother's cheekbones

and my father's chin,

and everyone always says

that that combination makes
you look younger, so...

Hey, you still here?

Yeah, I'm looking
for Ray.

I have a couple of patients
I need to sign out unless

I want to wear this
to the wedding.
I can take them.

Or I can,
if you'd rather.

Sorry. Luka beat you to it.

Let me walk
you outside.

And you would be?

I'm Maureen the temp.

Well, hello,
Maureen the temp.

Are you...?

I know what
you're going to ask me

and I'm 21.

I have my mother's cheekbones
and my father's chin

and everyone always says
that that combination

makes you look younger.

Is that what
they say?
Yeah.

TEF with aspiration,
going up for a bronch.

Jellyfish sting.

Jellyfish?

Yeah, it was a pet.

Obs for 30 minutes
and then home.

And Stewy, my little guy
with pneumonia,

is hanging out
on O2.

Pedes has seen him, we're
just waiting on a bed upstairs.

Well presented plan,
by the way.

Yes, I had
to do something.

Well, like you said,

I'm not very good
at being agreeable.

I didn't say that.

You implied it.

I said it was
a lot to ask,

and it turns out
I was right,

not that I'm happy
about it.

No, of course not.

I'm going
to be really late.

Are you coming
to this wedding?

It's in the hospital chapel.

I don't know.

Lots of things to finish up.

See you
at the reception, yeah?

Right.

Charge to 360.

Clear.

Again, 360.

Clear.

Sinus rhythm.

And... we've got
a pulse.

Ice hockey dude
is warm and alive.

Welcome back, Harry.

Temp's 90.
You want some more warm saline?

Uh, no, no.
Keep him at 90.

Auto-induced
hypothermia will
protect the brain.

All right!
Everybody, way to go.
Is he okay?

Your friend's going
to spend the night in ICU

for observation.

But he's stable and he has
a good chance for recovery.

Thank you all
so much.

Mr. Spevacek, you are
absolutely welcome.

WEAVER:
Okay, take out
the DPL catheters

and get him a unit bed.

Hey...
it was a good job, man.

What's going on?!
Suction.

Heart rate's
dropping.

Give me some cricoid.

Is this Abby's pneumonia
patient?

CLEMENTE:
Is she gone?

KOVAC:
Let's worry
about the airway.

Respiratory distress,
not moving air.

Send a blood gas.
Please tell me
what's going on.

Pulse is 47.
Pull out.

No, I got it. I'm in.

Good color change.

His oxygen level
was dangerously low.

We had to take over
his breathing.

X-ray's up.

TAGGART:
Took me a while
to get the mom to agree.

She didn't want
the radiation.

Not little Stewy's
biggest problem.

Interstitial infiltrates.
There.

Maybe staph aureus?

Could be MRSA.
We should add Vanco.

Check out
the white count.

0.4?

White count should be
through the roof

unless he hasn't got
any white cells left.

And this is PCP
pneumonia.

Any reason for this kid
to be imunosuppressed?

Chemo, steroids?

Nothing in the history.

All right, who's going
to ask the mom?

Mrs. Kenig, uh, the type
of lung infection

your son has...

We ran a number of tests.

I didn't say
you could do that.

He was about
to stop breathing

and we needed
to know why.

The tests showed your son
has pneumocystis pneumonia.

It's a type
of infection
we only see

when the immune system
is not working.

We'd like to test your son
for HIV.

CLEMENTE:
And if he does
have the virus,

we can recommend
medications that...

Here we go with the viral
theory of AIDS.

Invented so biotech companies
could charge people

50 bucks a pop for some
bogus tests

when they're actually dying
from real problems.

Excuse me?
Real problems?

Pollution, drug addiction,
toxins,

but nobody wants
to deal with those.

It's better to
call it a virus

and sell a vaccine--
the easy fix.

I have talked to 50 doctors
since I have been diagnosed

and it's always the same thing.

"HIV causes..."

Wait, wait.
You're infected?

I'm not infected with anything.

I carry the HIV virus
as do millions

of other
healthy people.

You don't believe
HIV causes AIDS?

No, I don't.

Oh, lady, you're nuts.

I was diagnosed 14 years ago

and I haven't been sick
a day in my life.

So you didn't take AZT
while you were pregnant?

Why would I do that?
Oh, I don't know.

Maybe to prevent your child
from getting AIDS.

Which is, by the way,

what little Stewy might have.
Dr. Clemente.

Are you so sure AZT
doesn't cause AIDS?

Everyone knows it
suppresses the
immune system.

Lady, lady, you're
out there, okay?

I'm a conspiracy
freak, too,

don't get me wrong,

and the drug companies
are trying to screw us...

Doctor...
but when we tell you

that your child
has a life-threatening disease

and you jeopardize
his life

to prove one of your
crackpot theories,

you're just as bad
as they are, okay?

If he dies, is that going
to make you happy?

Dr. Clemente, I'll take
care of this, okay?

She knew she was infected
with HIV

and she did nothing
to protect her child.

It's the most moronic,

selfish...

So, you were saying
you never even had Stewy tested?

No.

What about Patricia?

( organ music playing )

( sobbing gently )

Ah, there you are.

They're waiting for you.
What's going on?

Oh, scheduling conflict.

Well, you could have put
a note on the door.

Well, you could
have been on time.

Well...
Here, take one.

We're stealing
their flowers?

Nah, just take one.

Where are we going?
Come on.

( sighs )

Child Life took
Patricia up to play
some video games.

Yeah. I asked about
their father-- he's
not in the picture.

She will let us treat the
pneumonia, but won't consent

to an HIV test, and doesn't even
want to discuss medication.

If we don't get this boy
on the cocktail...

How do people
get like this?

When my son,
Alex, was five,

the doctor thought he
might have meningitis.

Wanted to do a
spinal tap on him.

I'm a nurse, and I
didn't want him to do it.

I was worried and scared.

I didn't want anything
hurting my kid.

I don't want anything
hurting Stewy.

Stewy is already hurting,
Mrs. Kenig.

Everyone is entitled
to their beliefs,

but the truth--
here, in this room,
right now-- is if you

let this go on like this,
there's not

gonna be a doctor
that can help him.

He only has you.

Why do we have to go
through the kitchen?

Because Michael and Neela are
waiting by the front door.

Well, it's not
a surprise party.

Oh, Abby!
Oh, man!

If this isn't every
bride's dream come true.

Come on.
I'm coming.

That's a nice tie.

Thanks. And a lovely
outfit, as well.

Better
without the lab coat.

What are we waiting for?

I have no idea.

Where have you been?

( whispers ):
Take that... take that...

Hey.
What happened
to the Chapel?

Scheduling conflict.

Yes, I know that...

Oh, but...
Shh! Shh! Shh!

( guests murmuring )

( chuckling )

( guests humming
"Here Comes the Bride" )

( humming stops )

Still won't change
her mind about Patricia?

Says she's a healthy
young girl,

she doesn't
need any testing.

We're gonna have to get
a court order.

Well, at least she's
gonna let us help Stewy.

One out of two--
that's something.

I'm gonna go up
with them to the PICU.

Okay, thanks.

Oh, hey. So, the wacko finally
gave in, huh?

No thanks to you.

Yeah, look, I'm
sorry about that.

I just... I don't know.
I just had to yell
at her to just...

Listen, I hope there won't be
any hard feelings, but, uh...

Kerry let me know I'm going
to be the new E.R. chief.

That's awesome.
That's awesome.

You know... you know,
when I withdrew my name,

I was hoping
they'd pick you.

You withdrew your name?

Yeah. I just had a
lot of stuff going on...

It's... a long
story, man.

But you're the best
guy for the job.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Uh... going to
the wedding reception?

You know, I'd love to--
I really would--

but Maureen over here...
way in over her head.

Doesn't know where the
forks and knives goes,

so I'm going to
supervise her...

If you know what I mean.

GUESTS ( chanting ):
Go! Go! Go! Go!

( Barry Manilow's
"Copacabana" playing )

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

( shouting and cheering )

Do we have to call
you Chief now?

Very funny.

If you get
interviewed,
they'll say:

"We're here at County,
talking to Chief Kovac."

They don't do it that way.

I'm just saying I think
it's cute if it's a guy.

And if the chief is a woman?

I don't think women should be
put in positions of leadership.

Do you?

Peanut?
Ah...

Young love-- they
just have to show it
off to everybody.

( sighs )

Here's to discretion.

Propriety.
Maturity.

Well...

No, no, not that.
( mutters )

( Barry Manilow's "Can't Smile
Without You" playing )

That'll be me someday.

Yup.

That's gonna be me.

I should have said
something earlier.

Excuse me?

I should have said
something earlier.

But I want you to know that
I have a lot of respect

for how you handled
that trauma today.

And there was some
truth in what you said
about me being...

up in Administration.

I'm a little out
of practice.

But I-I want you to know
that I'm going to start

spending more time
down in the E.R.

What?

( cheering and shouting )

Really, we really want to, uh...

thank everybody...

Well, you said
that already.

And when we get settled,
I want all of you guys

to, uh, come out
and visit us.

And you can all
come and visit me

tomorrow morning at work,
7:00 a.m.

GALLANT:
Uh, really.
We love you all. Thank you.

Yeah, and, uh... we're
leaving now. Good night.

Whoo!

( cheering )

Where are they going
on their honeymoon?

My apartment.
( chuckles )

( sings along with radio ):
* Her name was Lola,
she was a showgirl *

* With yellow feathers
in her hair *

* And a dress cut down
to there *

* I don't remember...
( chuckles )

( hums melody )

( giggles )

Okay, well, thanks for the ride.

( chuckles )

That bad, huh?
No.

I would just...
keep your day job.

What? You never
sing in the car?

You know, when you're...
when you're alone?

Sometimes I do, yeah, but
you're not alone in the car.

Yeah, I know.

I'm just kidding. I...

Would you like to...?

Come on, we can make it.

You try running
with a sari on.

( both panting )

( sighs )

What a day.

What a night.

We're actually married.

Yeah.

( sighs )

( whispers ):
Do you really think we
should be doing this?

I do.