ER (1994–2009): Season 13, Episode 1 - Bloodline - full transcript
Weaver, Kovac, and the other doctors work frantically to try to save Jerry and a pregnant Abby, who were both critically injured during the shootout that left the ER in shambles. Meanwhile,...
Previously on E.R.
Sam, this is Mary
Warner. She's studying
to be an E.M.T.
Pull the blinds, bitch!
What's going on?
( grunts )
No, no, don't shoot!
Luka!
He needs to be intubated.
Please.
You're gonna walk us out
of here like Old Steve's
going back to lockup.
Something's wrong.
( gunfire, screaming )
( grunting )
Think about Alex.
I already did.
Find Kovac.
Jerry's hurt.
You okay, honey?
I think so.
MAN:
Squad, staging area's
north of County.
Lemoyne and Franklin.
Callahan, cordon
off that area.
Don't let any
witnesses leave.
All right,
come on around.
Hey, you folks
back off the perimeter.
Hey idiots, back
off the barricade.
MAN:
Sir, can you tell me exactly
what you saw out there today?
MAN #2:
They were taking
this one girl out.
She was like a
nurse or something.
What happened after that?
I think they took
one of our nurses.
In a van-- they
just plowed right by.
Sam. With-With a nurse...
Was there a nurse with them?
I saw a lady.
The one guy
was dragging her out.
She works here.
Her name's
Samantha Taggart.
You need to find her.
MAN: We got confirmation of
a witness last seen with
the suspects...
Lily, how'd you get through?
...heading north on Franklin
to the Dan Ryan.
I snuck through oncology.
Is everybody okay?
I'm not sure yet.
Call the O.E.M.C. and
put us on medical bypass.
We're closed for
internal disaster.
And page Kovac.
It's his damn E.R.
I'll get on it.
Dr. Weaver?
Yeah.
Main area's clear.
We're working our way
back through the rest.
Thanks. Admitted patients need
to go up to the wards.
Don't wait for open beds.
They can board them
in the hallways for now.
Okay. Everybody else
is getting triaged.
And we need to assess
all equipment
for any possible damage.
CHUNY:
Some techs are
starting on that.
I came in as
soon as I heard.
Thanks, Frank.
Call Pratt.
We need him here.
Frank?
Jerry's gonna
be okay.
Found this, uh,
lady near the stairs.
Finish checking the back hall.
Hey, is somebody
with this boy?
It's okay, honey.
It's okay, okay.
Hi. I'm Kerry.
Are you with somebody?
Jerry was taking care of me.
Where are
his parents?
They were on their way in.
I'll take him up to daycare
until they get here.
Come on, honey.
You should have somebody
take a look at that.
I'm good.
This is nothing.
Looks like something to me.
Yeah, lots of folks
got it worse.
Haleh? How's Jerry doing?
We're waiting on
his second thoraseal.
Abby's getting it.
I'll be right in.
Dr. Weaver,
any word on Sam?
STEVE:
I told you
we should have waited.
Waited? We waited
long enough.
We would have
walked right out
of there if you hadn't
let her play doctor.
STEVE:
He okay?
His insulin levels are peaking.
He needs some food.
Peaking?
Yeah. He's diabetic.
What, did you forget?
How far till the switch?
About ten minutes.
Well, hurry up.
We'll get him something soon.
Systolic's
down to 70.
Call for type specific.
Another two liters
on the infuser.
How you doing, Jerry?
Decreased breath sounds
on the right.
Yeah, because his
chest tube is clamped.
Oh, you want him to bleed out?
He needs to get
up to the O.R.
We're still waiting
on that thoraseal.
Okay, I'll go find it.
Hey, sats are dropping.
Okay, eight oh ET.
Sux and etomidate.
Abby? Abby!
Abby, open your eyes.
Open your eyes, come on.
Come on, wake up.
I need some help now!
( whispers ):
Where the hell is Kovac?
( grunting )
( gasps )
I'm coming in right now.
There's been a shooting.
Jerry took a
couple of hits.
They're trying to
stabilize him right now.
And Abby?
They found her in
a pool of blood.
Frank wasn't too sure
about anything else.
Listen, I'm dropping you off
before I go in,
and I'll check in on you later.
No, I'm coming with you.
County General as fast
as you can, please.
Sats 98 on room air.
Deep breath in and out.
( gasping )
( coughing )
What the hell
happened?
That training girl
stabbed me with veck.
Sam did an intubation.
How is Abby?
I need to check on her.
Six liters oh-two.
Call me if his pulse
ox drops below 94.
Easy, Luka.
Come on.
Oh, I'm fine. Hey...
You need to be monitored
for at least an hour.
I'm fine, Kerry, okay?
Luka, you were paralyzed
and intubated.
You belong in
the I.C.U.
( coughing )
Hey, hey...
Oh. All right, get...
Get him a stool.
Pressure's up to 110
on two liters, crits 35.
Fetal heart
tones 160.
Sounds good.
Hey, Abby.
Abby, how are you doing?
How did I get here?
Oh, you passed out.
You were bleeding.
Got a cramp.
Probably vagalled
from the pain.
Has it stopped now?
Seems to have slowed down.
No sign of abruption.
Baby is moving around,
looks healthy.
Congratulations.
It's a boy.
Could be a placenta previa.
Uh. Uh, uh, no.
I-I... I don't...
I don't have a previa.
They-They saw
a low-lying placenta
on the 20-week ultrasound.
Yeah, that would explain
the bleeding. You may need
a C-section.
I don't need
a C-section.
Call Coburn.
She was paged.
Dr. Weaver,
Psych's here.
Okay, I'll be right there.
Kerry, move
me to O.B.
No. Well, we still need
a sterile spec exam.
Dr. Weaver, send me up to O.B.
Vitals?
Plus 85.
B.P., 112/78.
All right,
take her up.
Hey, we're having a rough
time with the airway.
It's okay.
I got it.
You should help
with intubation.
Oh, no, I'm
staying with you.
No, no, no,
I'm just going up for NST.
Just come up
after he's tubed.
Uh-uh.
Luka, it's Jerry.
Okay, page me
if something changes, okay?
( clears throat )
( phone ringing )
County E.R.
Sorry, ma'am, we're closed.
You have to call Mercy.
Clinic is taking
in any walk-ins
with stress reaction.
Good. Thanks.
Abel, stay with him
until he's settled upstairs.
Okay, Dr. Weaver.
And we should discuss
doing a critical
incident debriefing
at some point.
Maybe in a few hours.
Let's just get
through this shift.
I don't care if you're
both docs,
you can't just barge in here!
Chris, it's okay.
It's okay.
What's up with Jerry?
He's red-lined in the O.R.
And Abby?
She's good. She's good.
We sent her up to O.B.
just to be safe.
They just called.
Dr. Coburn's on her
way in right now.
Okay, great.
Abby, how are you?
Oh, I think I just must have
hit my belly when I fell.
I'm fine.
How's the baby?
Fetal heart
tones 155.
Thank God.
I'm just going up
for monitoring.
I'll come with you.
No, no.
Come on, it'll be fun. We can
play "Who Had the Worst Day?"
I'm fine.
Really.
All right.
I'll come
and check on you later.
Come on, come on. Let's go.
Mom, I don't feel good.
He needs to eat something.
No. We're gonna get
some miles behind us first.
No. He can't wait.
Okay, get him something
to hold him over,
but make it quick.
Come on, Alex.
No. Alex stays with me.
All right.
I'll take her.
Let's go.
I'll be right back, okay?
MARY:
Hey, get me
some chips!
I'm hitting
the head.
Come on.
Stand up straight.
Be a man.
You're not a little kid anymore.
I think you're going
to really like Canada.
I like Chicago.
More cricoid, Ray.
I'm about to
crack the larynx.
It's a big,
floppy epiglottis.
I can't see the cords.
It's a long neck.
82 on the pulse ox.
Pull out and bag.
Give me the flipper.
If we can't get this in,
then we're going to need
a straight,
long blade.
( coughs )
You okay?
Let me know when the sats
are up.
( coughing )
Tight wheezing
throughout.
All right,
sit down, Luka.
Haleh, get him
an albuterol neb.
I'm okay.
It's bronchospasm.
You probably aspirated
some saliva.
I can do this.
Look, if you don't
get treated,
I'm going to have two
patients to intubate.
Please!
Okay, grab
an L.M.A. just in case.
Pressure's down again.
Auto transfuse from
the thoraseal?
Okay, let me
take a look.
( coughing )
How is he?
He's okay, Frank.
Did somebody call his mom?
I'll do that right now.
She can meet us up in the O.R.
Yeah, let's hope so.
Hey, grab what you need.
You planning
on paying for those?
No stealing, baby.
Yeah, these people
work for a living.
HALEH:
He's bradying
down.
Should I get
Weaver?
KOVAC:
If you enter the trachea,
you'll feel clicks
when you pass over
the cartilagenous rings.
Heart rate's only 50.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Okay, hold it.
Hold it right
there.
Ray, pass an eight-oh.
Yeah. All right.
Here you go.
Okay, advance the tube.
No, it doesn't
want to pass.
Down to 40.
Amp of atropine.
Rotate counterclockwise.
( Morris groans )
It's caught up
on something.
( coughing )
There we go!
Okay.
End tidal CO2?
Sensor is yellow.
Yellow means yes.
I thought you
were bringing him up.
A little problem.
We're ready to roll.
How's his pressure?
Up to 95 systolic.
Four units O neg,
two liters autotransfused
off the cell saver.
Everybody upstairs
is doing everything we can
to help you guys out.
Well, baby looks good.
But you are definitely
contracting.
I don't feel anything.
Sometimes you don't.
I think the belly trauma put
you into preterm labor.
The baby's head
dropped down,
caused a little
placental bleeding.
Okay, well, it's too soon,
so give me terbutaline.
Well, you need
magnesium.
( groans )
I know you know that Abby.
I remember all the times
you gave it
when you were
a nurse up here.
Well, mag makes you
feel like crap,
so why don't we
just start with the terb?
Terbutaline can mask the
signs and symptoms
of abruption.
I didn't know that.
Today, you're the patient,
not the doctor.
I'm not having an abruption.
Not right now.
But the trauma
puts you at risk.
And if you do abrupt,
we need to know right away.
So you can do a C-section.
Uh, four gram load,
then two an hour.
You let me know if
you have any more pain.
Okay.
( door opens and closes )
MARY:
You got my chips?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, is that the key
to the restroom?
Yeah, but I'm warning you,
it's nasty in there.
No, no, we need
to leave.
Let the girl
take a pee.
We can't hold it
in like you guys.
Whoa...
Hey, can I have
my chips?
I'm starving.
Thank you.
( screams )
( panting )
Next time you try
something like that,
I'll take it out
on your kid.
You're definitely
not contracting.
Contractions don't
last this long.
When did
the pain start?
About 15 minutes ago.
How bad,
one to ten?
I don't know--
like a four maybe.
But it's probably just
a bruise from when
I fell down.
I just need some Tylenol
or something.
There's no evidence
of abruption.
Great.
See? I told you.
CBC with platelets.
PT/PTT, fibrinogen,
D-dimer and FDPs.
Why? What for?
Only 20% of abruptions have
ultrasound findings.
Let's send the labs
to be sure.
( sighs )
The baby looks great.
The heart rate's good,
excellent variability.
Abby, Abby, hey, Abby.
Here's what I
would say to you
if you weren't a doctor: If the
placenta separates from the womb
and bleeds, then the baby can be
deprived of oxygen.
Now, even if we don't
see a blood clot,
the labs will give us
advance warning
before the baby's
in trouble.
Okay.
12 of betamethasone.
Oh, come on!
We have to mature
the baby's lungs
in case of an
emergent birth.
No, no, no, no, no!
I have two and a half
months left to go.
This baby is not
coming until then.
That's what we're
all hoping for.
I can wait two more weeks.
The risk of prematurity
goes way down at that point.
I can wait. I'll go on bed rest,
I'll use a bedpan,
I won't move.
You know that I want you to have
a healthy baby.
Then why do you keep focusing on
a worst-case scenario?
That's her job.
CHUNY:
Eight monitored beds
are good to go.
Night staff's
been called?
They're all
coming in except two.
Did you check on Sam?
My guy at the district
called-- they still
have no leads.
O.E.M.C.'s on the line. They
want to know where we're at.
Okay, tell them
we can take four
critical paramedic runs,
then back and bypass
till we see how we're doing.
We got a lot of people
showing up outside
for treatment.
We'll take care of it.
Thanks.
Chuny, let's set up
fast track in the west lobby.
We'll speed through anybody
who doesn't need X rays or labs.
Pratt.
All right, I'll help
set it up.
( bell ringing )
Great. How long is
this going to take?
What are you doing?
Shut up.
You're going to get
us all killed.
Relax. We can make it.
The train's probably
a mile away.
( siren blaring )
Oh, son of a bitch.
All right...
everybody be cool--
nobody gets hurt.
License and proof
of insurance.
We're on our way
to the lake
so my son can get
some fishing in before dark.
It's his birthday.
I'll be right back.
That's good.
He's just going
to give us a ticket.
What's he doing
back there?
STEVE:
He's a local
yokel, man.
This is the most
excitement he's
had all day.
He's probably calling
for backup.
Sammy...
Every cop within
a thousand-mile radius
knows what you
three look like.
He's taking too long.
Screw it.
( groans )
So, they're trying to find
the source of the bleeding
and tie it off.
Oh, my Jerry's not
the hearty type.
I only hope he doesn't
wilt under all this.
He had a good blood pressure
and a good pulse
when we left the ER.
Oh, the ER.
This would never have happened
if he didn't insist on working
at the fakakta cesspool.
Well, as long as the surgeons
find the bleeding and stop it,
he should be fine.
He could have gone
to law school, you know.
Oh, I didn't
realize that.
I myself sent the
application to Harvard.
Harvard.
But no, he wouldn't go.
That's, uh... Jerry
got into Harvard, wow.
No, they rejected him.
Four times.
But that's not the point.
No, of course it isn't.
So how much is all this
going to cost us?
Um, I don't
really know.
I'm sure his health insurance
will cover it.
Oh, but they don't cover
the deductibles, do they?
You know who covers
the deductibles?
Me. I cover the deductibles.
Why don't you wait here, okay?
And I will talk about this
with you as much as you want,
but I'll go see how
he's doing first, okay?
He doesn't have
any savings, you know.
But why would he?
He can barely survive
off that weekly insult
you people call a paycheck.
How's he doing?
The bullet nicked
the right ventricle.
Damn it. I was hoping
it missed the heart.
DUBENKO:
Another three-oh prolene
on a pledget.
SHIRLEY:
Eighth unit
going up.
Systolic's 85.
A cardiac defect
isn't so bad.
I mean, it's
repairable, right?
It's not like he needs
a pneumonectomy.
DUBENKO:
Metz.
Looks dry.
Barely any oozing.
( alarm beeps )
V-tach.
Internal paddles.
ARI:
Lost the pulse.
DUBENKO:
20 Joules.
Oh, God.
SHIRLEY:
Charged.
Clear.
Still tach.
Come on, Jerry.
Charge to 50.
Good to go.
Clear.
ARI:
No change.
Damn it.
DUBENKO: Starting
internal compressions.
Why is he in V-tach?
Elevated potassium?
ARI:
T-waves aren't peaked,
but we've got S.T.
elevations.
He's having a heart attack.
ARI:
What about hypocalcemia?
Could be.
High doses
of citrates
with the transfusions.
Amp of calcium chloride.
Excuse me,
Dr. Dubenko?
Not now, Neela.
Epi's on board.
I'm sorry to interrupt,
but is it possible
the suture is tying off
the coronary artery?
What? Say that again.
If you occluded
the coronary artery
with the stitch,
you'd have an MI.
That's a good call.
I'm near the RCA. 11 blade.
SHIRLEY:
Charged to 20.
You could see
inside the field?
I just had a hunch.
DUBENKO:
Sutures cut.
Clear.
ARI:
Sinus.
Way to go.
Okay we'll go on a bypass
for a coronary graft.
Call the profusionists.
We'll reposition
for a clam shell.
Neela, scrub in.
I need another set
of hands down here.
( siren wailing )
Whoa, whoa.
RAFE:
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Oh, man!
STEVE:
They're going
to be all over us.
They know where
we're going,
they know what
we're driving.
Just let us out.
Please, you don't
need us anymore.
You're not prisoners,
you're my family!
You're going to get
your family killed.
Is that what you want?
Steve!
What are you doing?
Now the cops are going
to be crawling everywhere.
So what? We'll get
further off the grid.
They didn't even know
what direction we were
headed until now.
Well, then we'll change
the direction, asshole.
Steve, please, just
let us out, okay?
I can go back
and check on that cop.
Shut the hell
up, Sam!
Shut up!
You're not leaving.
Nobody's leaving.
Do you understand that?
Does everybody
understand that?
Whoa, whoa,
hey, hey, chill.
Easy man!
Take it easy!
Hey...
MARY:
Calm down.
RAFE:
Hey, hey, hey.
( coughing )
You okay?
Mm-hmm, I'm fine.
Sam probably
saved your life.
Yeah. I hope
she's all right.
How's he doing?
Good.
Turn and see
for yourself.
No, the magnesium
has drained all
my life force.
We're so not
ready for this.
No one's ever
ready for this.
Yeah, but we don't even
have a car seat
or a stroller.
We have a crib.
We don't even have a name.
I was kind of hoping we could
name him after my father.
Really?
Yeah.
He would really love to have
a grandson named Mongo.
Mo... Mongo?
It's a very popular
name in Croatia.
I'm just kidding!
Oh.
My father's name is Josef.
I don't care how we're going
to call him.
It's not funny.
Oh, my God!
What is it, contraction?
I don't know.
I think my water broke.
( groans )
What are you doing?
Opening up your saline.
Need some help in here!
Are you sure
it's not a contraction?
Nothing on the monitor.
( monitor beeps )
What's that?
His heart rate's dropping.
Oh, God. How low?
Okay, get on
your left side now.
COBURN:
Abby...
Sharp pain,
gush of blood.
Baby's heart rate
is in the 60s.
We're going to the OR.
Is it abruption?
Looks that way.
Stat page Anesthesia.
No, I-I want a spinal.
General anesthesia is quicker.
( groans )
I want to be awake, Luka.
You're okay.
Okay.
You're going
to be okay.
RAFE:
No, we keep going.
STEVE:
No, I want to sit
tight for a while.
I don't think so.
Babe, what do you think?
We split up?
MARY: Yeah.
Not until we get
another car!
All you do is slow us down.
You and this dumb bitch...
Shut up! Shut up!
Hey, hey!
Take it easy.
They're fighting.
Yeah.
If it wasn't for me,
you'd still be
back in lockup.
They don't know what to do.
I made this happen, so both
of you are just gonna want
to back off a little bit.
They know they're
in trouble, the cops
are coming for us.
We're gonna sit
tight for a while.
No, we are gonna keep going.
We are gonna
keep going.
Is Dad gonna hurt us?
You want to sit around here,
have a little picnic?
She's right, man. We got
to stop dicking around.
Everything's
going to be okay, buddy.
What do you think
you're going to do?
You think she's going
to come back to you
after all this?
Keep your voice down.
They might hear you.
Come here.
Come here.
Just, just come here.
Hey, buddy, I need you
to help me do something,
but you got to do it
so no one else knows, okay?
Okay.
Come on.
Come on. Shh.
Can you help me?
Find some keys, okay?
I think the other guy
has the keys.
Or a gun
or something.
A gun?
Anything.
Mom, I'm scared.
Okay, I know
you're scared,
and I know
I messed up a lot,
but I would never, ever
let anybody hurt you
no matter what.
I swear to God.
( gunshots )
Go! Go!
Hey.
You guys hungry?
What's up, Frank?
You know, I always believed that
nothing'd ever really change.
I'm old enough that I know
that there's always going
to be trouble:
war, taxes.
Bad guys now
are pretty much the same
as bad guys have always been.
That's not how I feel today.
I feel like the world's getting
worse and worse and worse,
and what we're watching
is the slow, steady descent
of the human race.
No, no,
I don't buy that.
I think that, uh, today was just
a rough day for the home team.
Straight across the sternum?
Exactly.
Ten blade.
Lap pads. Oh, boy.
What?
Lots of oozing.
RASGOTRA:
Cross-clamping the aorta.
Cardioplegia going in.
Ice.
Opening the uterus.
Hang two units
of packed cells.
( grunts )
RASGOTRA:
Greater saphenous is isolated.
Cannulate, check for leaks,
then pass it up.
( suction whirring )
COBURN:
Bandage scissors.
Cord is cut.
RESIDENT:
Come on, little guy,
give me a cry.
( labored breathing )
Pulse is less than 60.
RESIDENT:
Let's bag him.
Intubation tray, 3-0 E.T. tube.
COBURN:
Add 20 units
Pit to the bag.
Draw up methergine
and hemabate.
DUBENKO:
20 Joules.
SHIRLEY:
Charged.
Clear.
( monitor beeping )
Sinus rhythm.
We have a pulse.
All right, Neela!
That's our girl.
Hole punch for the proximal.
5-0 proline.
RESIDENT:
I'm in. Ambu bag.
Oh.
COBURN:
Abruption clot.
Consumed all
of your clotting factors.
Uterus is not responding
to massage.
Let's pack it off.
Draw up epi .03.
RESIDENT:
Holding compressions.
Pulse up to 120.
Get ready to move.
COBURN:
Damn it!
What?
The uterus is boggy
and hemorrhagic.
The sutures are making it worse,
not better.
PERRY:
Nothing after 20 minutes.
She's not clotting
at all.
Am I in DIC?
Well, the FFP should reverse it
now that the baby's out.
What if it doesn't?
PERRY:
Pressure's down to 80/50.
All right.
Two more units.
We got to control
this bleeding.
Go to the NICU.
No, I'm staying with you.
No, I want you to stay
with the baby.
Abby...
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
Please, just shut up!
I want you to stay
with the baby!
I'll try to ligate
the uterine arteries.
Go. I will call you
if you need to be here.
I don't want him
to be alone.
( sighs )
* *
( door closes )
( clears throat )
( grunts )
This'll help.
You see that one
up there?
That real bright one?
Dead.
By the time we see it,
it's already gone.
We'll get him
his insulin
way before
he needs it.
He'll be fine.
You know, Steve, I was...
going to ask you
what happened to you...
...to turn you
into this.
But then I realized...
it was always
in the cards
from the moment
that I met you.
You were on your way
to becoming exactly
what you are right now.
I love him.
I know you don't
believe that,
especially right now...
but I do.
Yeah, you love him, right.
That's why you get
some woman
to snatch him
from school
and tie him up
and leave him
in a van.
You don't even remember
his medicine.
Hey, hey.
You're right
to be pissed.
You're right,
it was my fault.
It was my fault
for ever letting us
get separated
in the first place.
But now we got
to stay together.
The three of us.
There's no other way.
I'd rather we were
all dead.
Hey...
I don't want you
to be afraid of me.
You don't need
to be afraid of
me anymore.
As long as we
stay together,
you and Alex
are safe.
* *
( Steve grunting
and moaning )
* *
Where are we
in factor replacement?
Four of red cells, two units
FFP, pack of platelets.
God. You've had uterotonics,
packing, an O'Leary stitch
and a B-lynch brace.
Still bleeding?
Yeah, the blood
has penetrated
the thickness of
the uterine wall.
I don't know what else to do.
We can keep waiting
for you to clot,
or we can start thinking
about a hysterectomy.
How long can we wait?
Too many transfusions
will put you back into DIC,
and then the bleeding
gets even worse.
PERRY:
Last crit is 21.
Stay ahead two units.
Uh... Jerry
is in Recovery.
I thought you
would want to know.
Um... Have we heard
anything about Sam?
No.
This is a scary place.
I... I remember the feeling
just walking in.
I know your baby is
a lot sicker than Henry was,
but everything
turned out okay
for my boy, Luka,
and I know that it will
for yours, too.
Uh... they're concerned
about prolonged hypotension,
and, uh... he is on, uh...
100% oxygen,
so there's, uh... there's
a risk of toxicity. And...
Um...
They're... they're going to...
to, uh...
do periodic ultrasounds
to check for
intraventricular hemorrhage.
There's nothing more
you can do for him right now.
You should go be with Abby.
She doesn't want him
to be alone.
He won't be.
Okay, so Morris got you
through the E.R.
The first circle of hell.
And Neela got you
through surgery.
The second.
I guess it's up to me
to get myself through recovery.
Yeah, those are circles
three through nine.
Well, here's one way to start--
the incentive spirometer.
PRATT:
It'll keep you
from getting pneumonia.
You suck on it to make
the Ping-Pong balls rise
twice an hour.
Do you know
what time it is?
I've been out there,
watching the same cable news
over and over.
Hey, Ma.
I missed my
water aerobics.
You were supposed to take me.
I know, I know.
Oy vey, you gave me
such a scare,
my shaina boychik.
I'm sorry, Ma. I'm sorry.
Oh, look at that.
Look at that punim.
I'm... I'm...
Hey.
Hey.
How's he doing?
He's fine.
Still intubated?
Yeah, but he's satting
well, you know?
Pressure's holding
with dopamine.
He's making urine.
Brain scan?
Clear.
Well, those
are all good things.
Yeah. All good things.
Is one going to be enough?
What?
One baby.
Um... My uterus wouldn't
stop bleeding,
and Coburn did
everything she could,
but, um...
You had a hysterectomy?
Well, one's all we need.
So, um...I'm not going
to be able
to see him for a while.
I can't get to the NICU
for at least 24 hours.
You don't have
to wait that long.
That's what
I told him.
To wave to Mom.
( chuckles )
Yeah, he's a smart one.
Joseph.
Hmm?
I don't remember much
about my dad, but, uh...
I remember when I was little,
he used to love
to watch boxing.
And especially Joe Frazier,
because he thought he was
the best pure fighter, so...
I'd like to call him Joe,
if that's okay.
I'll be right back.
Do you need anything?
( sighs )
( crying )
( sighs heavily )
* *
Steve?
Steve?
Steve, I have to pee.
( gunshots )
Sam, this is Mary
Warner. She's studying
to be an E.M.T.
Pull the blinds, bitch!
What's going on?
( grunts )
No, no, don't shoot!
Luka!
He needs to be intubated.
Please.
You're gonna walk us out
of here like Old Steve's
going back to lockup.
Something's wrong.
( gunfire, screaming )
( grunting )
Think about Alex.
I already did.
Find Kovac.
Jerry's hurt.
You okay, honey?
I think so.
MAN:
Squad, staging area's
north of County.
Lemoyne and Franklin.
Callahan, cordon
off that area.
Don't let any
witnesses leave.
All right,
come on around.
Hey, you folks
back off the perimeter.
Hey idiots, back
off the barricade.
MAN:
Sir, can you tell me exactly
what you saw out there today?
MAN #2:
They were taking
this one girl out.
She was like a
nurse or something.
What happened after that?
I think they took
one of our nurses.
In a van-- they
just plowed right by.
Sam. With-With a nurse...
Was there a nurse with them?
I saw a lady.
The one guy
was dragging her out.
She works here.
Her name's
Samantha Taggart.
You need to find her.
MAN: We got confirmation of
a witness last seen with
the suspects...
Lily, how'd you get through?
...heading north on Franklin
to the Dan Ryan.
I snuck through oncology.
Is everybody okay?
I'm not sure yet.
Call the O.E.M.C. and
put us on medical bypass.
We're closed for
internal disaster.
And page Kovac.
It's his damn E.R.
I'll get on it.
Dr. Weaver?
Yeah.
Main area's clear.
We're working our way
back through the rest.
Thanks. Admitted patients need
to go up to the wards.
Don't wait for open beds.
They can board them
in the hallways for now.
Okay. Everybody else
is getting triaged.
And we need to assess
all equipment
for any possible damage.
CHUNY:
Some techs are
starting on that.
I came in as
soon as I heard.
Thanks, Frank.
Call Pratt.
We need him here.
Frank?
Jerry's gonna
be okay.
Found this, uh,
lady near the stairs.
Finish checking the back hall.
Hey, is somebody
with this boy?
It's okay, honey.
It's okay, okay.
Hi. I'm Kerry.
Are you with somebody?
Jerry was taking care of me.
Where are
his parents?
They were on their way in.
I'll take him up to daycare
until they get here.
Come on, honey.
You should have somebody
take a look at that.
I'm good.
This is nothing.
Looks like something to me.
Yeah, lots of folks
got it worse.
Haleh? How's Jerry doing?
We're waiting on
his second thoraseal.
Abby's getting it.
I'll be right in.
Dr. Weaver,
any word on Sam?
STEVE:
I told you
we should have waited.
Waited? We waited
long enough.
We would have
walked right out
of there if you hadn't
let her play doctor.
STEVE:
He okay?
His insulin levels are peaking.
He needs some food.
Peaking?
Yeah. He's diabetic.
What, did you forget?
How far till the switch?
About ten minutes.
Well, hurry up.
We'll get him something soon.
Systolic's
down to 70.
Call for type specific.
Another two liters
on the infuser.
How you doing, Jerry?
Decreased breath sounds
on the right.
Yeah, because his
chest tube is clamped.
Oh, you want him to bleed out?
He needs to get
up to the O.R.
We're still waiting
on that thoraseal.
Okay, I'll go find it.
Hey, sats are dropping.
Okay, eight oh ET.
Sux and etomidate.
Abby? Abby!
Abby, open your eyes.
Open your eyes, come on.
Come on, wake up.
I need some help now!
( whispers ):
Where the hell is Kovac?
( grunting )
( gasps )
I'm coming in right now.
There's been a shooting.
Jerry took a
couple of hits.
They're trying to
stabilize him right now.
And Abby?
They found her in
a pool of blood.
Frank wasn't too sure
about anything else.
Listen, I'm dropping you off
before I go in,
and I'll check in on you later.
No, I'm coming with you.
County General as fast
as you can, please.
Sats 98 on room air.
Deep breath in and out.
( gasping )
( coughing )
What the hell
happened?
That training girl
stabbed me with veck.
Sam did an intubation.
How is Abby?
I need to check on her.
Six liters oh-two.
Call me if his pulse
ox drops below 94.
Easy, Luka.
Come on.
Oh, I'm fine. Hey...
You need to be monitored
for at least an hour.
I'm fine, Kerry, okay?
Luka, you were paralyzed
and intubated.
You belong in
the I.C.U.
( coughing )
Hey, hey...
Oh. All right, get...
Get him a stool.
Pressure's up to 110
on two liters, crits 35.
Fetal heart
tones 160.
Sounds good.
Hey, Abby.
Abby, how are you doing?
How did I get here?
Oh, you passed out.
You were bleeding.
Got a cramp.
Probably vagalled
from the pain.
Has it stopped now?
Seems to have slowed down.
No sign of abruption.
Baby is moving around,
looks healthy.
Congratulations.
It's a boy.
Could be a placenta previa.
Uh. Uh, uh, no.
I-I... I don't...
I don't have a previa.
They-They saw
a low-lying placenta
on the 20-week ultrasound.
Yeah, that would explain
the bleeding. You may need
a C-section.
I don't need
a C-section.
Call Coburn.
She was paged.
Dr. Weaver,
Psych's here.
Okay, I'll be right there.
Kerry, move
me to O.B.
No. Well, we still need
a sterile spec exam.
Dr. Weaver, send me up to O.B.
Vitals?
Plus 85.
B.P., 112/78.
All right,
take her up.
Hey, we're having a rough
time with the airway.
It's okay.
I got it.
You should help
with intubation.
Oh, no, I'm
staying with you.
No, no, no,
I'm just going up for NST.
Just come up
after he's tubed.
Uh-uh.
Luka, it's Jerry.
Okay, page me
if something changes, okay?
( clears throat )
( phone ringing )
County E.R.
Sorry, ma'am, we're closed.
You have to call Mercy.
Clinic is taking
in any walk-ins
with stress reaction.
Good. Thanks.
Abel, stay with him
until he's settled upstairs.
Okay, Dr. Weaver.
And we should discuss
doing a critical
incident debriefing
at some point.
Maybe in a few hours.
Let's just get
through this shift.
I don't care if you're
both docs,
you can't just barge in here!
Chris, it's okay.
It's okay.
What's up with Jerry?
He's red-lined in the O.R.
And Abby?
She's good. She's good.
We sent her up to O.B.
just to be safe.
They just called.
Dr. Coburn's on her
way in right now.
Okay, great.
Abby, how are you?
Oh, I think I just must have
hit my belly when I fell.
I'm fine.
How's the baby?
Fetal heart
tones 155.
Thank God.
I'm just going up
for monitoring.
I'll come with you.
No, no.
Come on, it'll be fun. We can
play "Who Had the Worst Day?"
I'm fine.
Really.
All right.
I'll come
and check on you later.
Come on, come on. Let's go.
Mom, I don't feel good.
He needs to eat something.
No. We're gonna get
some miles behind us first.
No. He can't wait.
Okay, get him something
to hold him over,
but make it quick.
Come on, Alex.
No. Alex stays with me.
All right.
I'll take her.
Let's go.
I'll be right back, okay?
MARY:
Hey, get me
some chips!
I'm hitting
the head.
Come on.
Stand up straight.
Be a man.
You're not a little kid anymore.
I think you're going
to really like Canada.
I like Chicago.
More cricoid, Ray.
I'm about to
crack the larynx.
It's a big,
floppy epiglottis.
I can't see the cords.
It's a long neck.
82 on the pulse ox.
Pull out and bag.
Give me the flipper.
If we can't get this in,
then we're going to need
a straight,
long blade.
( coughs )
You okay?
Let me know when the sats
are up.
( coughing )
Tight wheezing
throughout.
All right,
sit down, Luka.
Haleh, get him
an albuterol neb.
I'm okay.
It's bronchospasm.
You probably aspirated
some saliva.
I can do this.
Look, if you don't
get treated,
I'm going to have two
patients to intubate.
Please!
Okay, grab
an L.M.A. just in case.
Pressure's down again.
Auto transfuse from
the thoraseal?
Okay, let me
take a look.
( coughing )
How is he?
He's okay, Frank.
Did somebody call his mom?
I'll do that right now.
She can meet us up in the O.R.
Yeah, let's hope so.
Hey, grab what you need.
You planning
on paying for those?
No stealing, baby.
Yeah, these people
work for a living.
HALEH:
He's bradying
down.
Should I get
Weaver?
KOVAC:
If you enter the trachea,
you'll feel clicks
when you pass over
the cartilagenous rings.
Heart rate's only 50.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Okay, hold it.
Hold it right
there.
Ray, pass an eight-oh.
Yeah. All right.
Here you go.
Okay, advance the tube.
No, it doesn't
want to pass.
Down to 40.
Amp of atropine.
Rotate counterclockwise.
( Morris groans )
It's caught up
on something.
( coughing )
There we go!
Okay.
End tidal CO2?
Sensor is yellow.
Yellow means yes.
I thought you
were bringing him up.
A little problem.
We're ready to roll.
How's his pressure?
Up to 95 systolic.
Four units O neg,
two liters autotransfused
off the cell saver.
Everybody upstairs
is doing everything we can
to help you guys out.
Well, baby looks good.
But you are definitely
contracting.
I don't feel anything.
Sometimes you don't.
I think the belly trauma put
you into preterm labor.
The baby's head
dropped down,
caused a little
placental bleeding.
Okay, well, it's too soon,
so give me terbutaline.
Well, you need
magnesium.
( groans )
I know you know that Abby.
I remember all the times
you gave it
when you were
a nurse up here.
Well, mag makes you
feel like crap,
so why don't we
just start with the terb?
Terbutaline can mask the
signs and symptoms
of abruption.
I didn't know that.
Today, you're the patient,
not the doctor.
I'm not having an abruption.
Not right now.
But the trauma
puts you at risk.
And if you do abrupt,
we need to know right away.
So you can do a C-section.
Uh, four gram load,
then two an hour.
You let me know if
you have any more pain.
Okay.
( door opens and closes )
MARY:
You got my chips?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, is that the key
to the restroom?
Yeah, but I'm warning you,
it's nasty in there.
No, no, we need
to leave.
Let the girl
take a pee.
We can't hold it
in like you guys.
Whoa...
Hey, can I have
my chips?
I'm starving.
Thank you.
( screams )
( panting )
Next time you try
something like that,
I'll take it out
on your kid.
You're definitely
not contracting.
Contractions don't
last this long.
When did
the pain start?
About 15 minutes ago.
How bad,
one to ten?
I don't know--
like a four maybe.
But it's probably just
a bruise from when
I fell down.
I just need some Tylenol
or something.
There's no evidence
of abruption.
Great.
See? I told you.
CBC with platelets.
PT/PTT, fibrinogen,
D-dimer and FDPs.
Why? What for?
Only 20% of abruptions have
ultrasound findings.
Let's send the labs
to be sure.
( sighs )
The baby looks great.
The heart rate's good,
excellent variability.
Abby, Abby, hey, Abby.
Here's what I
would say to you
if you weren't a doctor: If the
placenta separates from the womb
and bleeds, then the baby can be
deprived of oxygen.
Now, even if we don't
see a blood clot,
the labs will give us
advance warning
before the baby's
in trouble.
Okay.
12 of betamethasone.
Oh, come on!
We have to mature
the baby's lungs
in case of an
emergent birth.
No, no, no, no, no!
I have two and a half
months left to go.
This baby is not
coming until then.
That's what we're
all hoping for.
I can wait two more weeks.
The risk of prematurity
goes way down at that point.
I can wait. I'll go on bed rest,
I'll use a bedpan,
I won't move.
You know that I want you to have
a healthy baby.
Then why do you keep focusing on
a worst-case scenario?
That's her job.
CHUNY:
Eight monitored beds
are good to go.
Night staff's
been called?
They're all
coming in except two.
Did you check on Sam?
My guy at the district
called-- they still
have no leads.
O.E.M.C.'s on the line. They
want to know where we're at.
Okay, tell them
we can take four
critical paramedic runs,
then back and bypass
till we see how we're doing.
We got a lot of people
showing up outside
for treatment.
We'll take care of it.
Thanks.
Chuny, let's set up
fast track in the west lobby.
We'll speed through anybody
who doesn't need X rays or labs.
Pratt.
All right, I'll help
set it up.
( bell ringing )
Great. How long is
this going to take?
What are you doing?
Shut up.
You're going to get
us all killed.
Relax. We can make it.
The train's probably
a mile away.
( siren blaring )
Oh, son of a bitch.
All right...
everybody be cool--
nobody gets hurt.
License and proof
of insurance.
We're on our way
to the lake
so my son can get
some fishing in before dark.
It's his birthday.
I'll be right back.
That's good.
He's just going
to give us a ticket.
What's he doing
back there?
STEVE:
He's a local
yokel, man.
This is the most
excitement he's
had all day.
He's probably calling
for backup.
Sammy...
Every cop within
a thousand-mile radius
knows what you
three look like.
He's taking too long.
Screw it.
( groans )
So, they're trying to find
the source of the bleeding
and tie it off.
Oh, my Jerry's not
the hearty type.
I only hope he doesn't
wilt under all this.
He had a good blood pressure
and a good pulse
when we left the ER.
Oh, the ER.
This would never have happened
if he didn't insist on working
at the fakakta cesspool.
Well, as long as the surgeons
find the bleeding and stop it,
he should be fine.
He could have gone
to law school, you know.
Oh, I didn't
realize that.
I myself sent the
application to Harvard.
Harvard.
But no, he wouldn't go.
That's, uh... Jerry
got into Harvard, wow.
No, they rejected him.
Four times.
But that's not the point.
No, of course it isn't.
So how much is all this
going to cost us?
Um, I don't
really know.
I'm sure his health insurance
will cover it.
Oh, but they don't cover
the deductibles, do they?
You know who covers
the deductibles?
Me. I cover the deductibles.
Why don't you wait here, okay?
And I will talk about this
with you as much as you want,
but I'll go see how
he's doing first, okay?
He doesn't have
any savings, you know.
But why would he?
He can barely survive
off that weekly insult
you people call a paycheck.
How's he doing?
The bullet nicked
the right ventricle.
Damn it. I was hoping
it missed the heart.
DUBENKO:
Another three-oh prolene
on a pledget.
SHIRLEY:
Eighth unit
going up.
Systolic's 85.
A cardiac defect
isn't so bad.
I mean, it's
repairable, right?
It's not like he needs
a pneumonectomy.
DUBENKO:
Metz.
Looks dry.
Barely any oozing.
( alarm beeps )
V-tach.
Internal paddles.
ARI:
Lost the pulse.
DUBENKO:
20 Joules.
Oh, God.
SHIRLEY:
Charged.
Clear.
Still tach.
Come on, Jerry.
Charge to 50.
Good to go.
Clear.
ARI:
No change.
Damn it.
DUBENKO: Starting
internal compressions.
Why is he in V-tach?
Elevated potassium?
ARI:
T-waves aren't peaked,
but we've got S.T.
elevations.
He's having a heart attack.
ARI:
What about hypocalcemia?
Could be.
High doses
of citrates
with the transfusions.
Amp of calcium chloride.
Excuse me,
Dr. Dubenko?
Not now, Neela.
Epi's on board.
I'm sorry to interrupt,
but is it possible
the suture is tying off
the coronary artery?
What? Say that again.
If you occluded
the coronary artery
with the stitch,
you'd have an MI.
That's a good call.
I'm near the RCA. 11 blade.
SHIRLEY:
Charged to 20.
You could see
inside the field?
I just had a hunch.
DUBENKO:
Sutures cut.
Clear.
ARI:
Sinus.
Way to go.
Okay we'll go on a bypass
for a coronary graft.
Call the profusionists.
We'll reposition
for a clam shell.
Neela, scrub in.
I need another set
of hands down here.
( siren wailing )
Whoa, whoa.
RAFE:
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Oh, man!
STEVE:
They're going
to be all over us.
They know where
we're going,
they know what
we're driving.
Just let us out.
Please, you don't
need us anymore.
You're not prisoners,
you're my family!
You're going to get
your family killed.
Is that what you want?
Steve!
What are you doing?
Now the cops are going
to be crawling everywhere.
So what? We'll get
further off the grid.
They didn't even know
what direction we were
headed until now.
Well, then we'll change
the direction, asshole.
Steve, please, just
let us out, okay?
I can go back
and check on that cop.
Shut the hell
up, Sam!
Shut up!
You're not leaving.
Nobody's leaving.
Do you understand that?
Does everybody
understand that?
Whoa, whoa,
hey, hey, chill.
Easy man!
Take it easy!
Hey...
MARY:
Calm down.
RAFE:
Hey, hey, hey.
( coughing )
You okay?
Mm-hmm, I'm fine.
Sam probably
saved your life.
Yeah. I hope
she's all right.
How's he doing?
Good.
Turn and see
for yourself.
No, the magnesium
has drained all
my life force.
We're so not
ready for this.
No one's ever
ready for this.
Yeah, but we don't even
have a car seat
or a stroller.
We have a crib.
We don't even have a name.
I was kind of hoping we could
name him after my father.
Really?
Yeah.
He would really love to have
a grandson named Mongo.
Mo... Mongo?
It's a very popular
name in Croatia.
I'm just kidding!
Oh.
My father's name is Josef.
I don't care how we're going
to call him.
It's not funny.
Oh, my God!
What is it, contraction?
I don't know.
I think my water broke.
( groans )
What are you doing?
Opening up your saline.
Need some help in here!
Are you sure
it's not a contraction?
Nothing on the monitor.
( monitor beeps )
What's that?
His heart rate's dropping.
Oh, God. How low?
Okay, get on
your left side now.
COBURN:
Abby...
Sharp pain,
gush of blood.
Baby's heart rate
is in the 60s.
We're going to the OR.
Is it abruption?
Looks that way.
Stat page Anesthesia.
No, I-I want a spinal.
General anesthesia is quicker.
( groans )
I want to be awake, Luka.
You're okay.
Okay.
You're going
to be okay.
RAFE:
No, we keep going.
STEVE:
No, I want to sit
tight for a while.
I don't think so.
Babe, what do you think?
We split up?
MARY: Yeah.
Not until we get
another car!
All you do is slow us down.
You and this dumb bitch...
Shut up! Shut up!
Hey, hey!
Take it easy.
They're fighting.
Yeah.
If it wasn't for me,
you'd still be
back in lockup.
They don't know what to do.
I made this happen, so both
of you are just gonna want
to back off a little bit.
They know they're
in trouble, the cops
are coming for us.
We're gonna sit
tight for a while.
No, we are gonna keep going.
We are gonna
keep going.
Is Dad gonna hurt us?
You want to sit around here,
have a little picnic?
She's right, man. We got
to stop dicking around.
Everything's
going to be okay, buddy.
What do you think
you're going to do?
You think she's going
to come back to you
after all this?
Keep your voice down.
They might hear you.
Come here.
Come here.
Just, just come here.
Hey, buddy, I need you
to help me do something,
but you got to do it
so no one else knows, okay?
Okay.
Come on.
Come on. Shh.
Can you help me?
Find some keys, okay?
I think the other guy
has the keys.
Or a gun
or something.
A gun?
Anything.
Mom, I'm scared.
Okay, I know
you're scared,
and I know
I messed up a lot,
but I would never, ever
let anybody hurt you
no matter what.
I swear to God.
( gunshots )
Go! Go!
Hey.
You guys hungry?
What's up, Frank?
You know, I always believed that
nothing'd ever really change.
I'm old enough that I know
that there's always going
to be trouble:
war, taxes.
Bad guys now
are pretty much the same
as bad guys have always been.
That's not how I feel today.
I feel like the world's getting
worse and worse and worse,
and what we're watching
is the slow, steady descent
of the human race.
No, no,
I don't buy that.
I think that, uh, today was just
a rough day for the home team.
Straight across the sternum?
Exactly.
Ten blade.
Lap pads. Oh, boy.
What?
Lots of oozing.
RASGOTRA:
Cross-clamping the aorta.
Cardioplegia going in.
Ice.
Opening the uterus.
Hang two units
of packed cells.
( grunts )
RASGOTRA:
Greater saphenous is isolated.
Cannulate, check for leaks,
then pass it up.
( suction whirring )
COBURN:
Bandage scissors.
Cord is cut.
RESIDENT:
Come on, little guy,
give me a cry.
( labored breathing )
Pulse is less than 60.
RESIDENT:
Let's bag him.
Intubation tray, 3-0 E.T. tube.
COBURN:
Add 20 units
Pit to the bag.
Draw up methergine
and hemabate.
DUBENKO:
20 Joules.
SHIRLEY:
Charged.
Clear.
( monitor beeping )
Sinus rhythm.
We have a pulse.
All right, Neela!
That's our girl.
Hole punch for the proximal.
5-0 proline.
RESIDENT:
I'm in. Ambu bag.
Oh.
COBURN:
Abruption clot.
Consumed all
of your clotting factors.
Uterus is not responding
to massage.
Let's pack it off.
Draw up epi .03.
RESIDENT:
Holding compressions.
Pulse up to 120.
Get ready to move.
COBURN:
Damn it!
What?
The uterus is boggy
and hemorrhagic.
The sutures are making it worse,
not better.
PERRY:
Nothing after 20 minutes.
She's not clotting
at all.
Am I in DIC?
Well, the FFP should reverse it
now that the baby's out.
What if it doesn't?
PERRY:
Pressure's down to 80/50.
All right.
Two more units.
We got to control
this bleeding.
Go to the NICU.
No, I'm staying with you.
No, I want you to stay
with the baby.
Abby...
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
Please, just shut up!
I want you to stay
with the baby!
I'll try to ligate
the uterine arteries.
Go. I will call you
if you need to be here.
I don't want him
to be alone.
( sighs )
* *
( door closes )
( clears throat )
( grunts )
This'll help.
You see that one
up there?
That real bright one?
Dead.
By the time we see it,
it's already gone.
We'll get him
his insulin
way before
he needs it.
He'll be fine.
You know, Steve, I was...
going to ask you
what happened to you...
...to turn you
into this.
But then I realized...
it was always
in the cards
from the moment
that I met you.
You were on your way
to becoming exactly
what you are right now.
I love him.
I know you don't
believe that,
especially right now...
but I do.
Yeah, you love him, right.
That's why you get
some woman
to snatch him
from school
and tie him up
and leave him
in a van.
You don't even remember
his medicine.
Hey, hey.
You're right
to be pissed.
You're right,
it was my fault.
It was my fault
for ever letting us
get separated
in the first place.
But now we got
to stay together.
The three of us.
There's no other way.
I'd rather we were
all dead.
Hey...
I don't want you
to be afraid of me.
You don't need
to be afraid of
me anymore.
As long as we
stay together,
you and Alex
are safe.
* *
( Steve grunting
and moaning )
* *
Where are we
in factor replacement?
Four of red cells, two units
FFP, pack of platelets.
God. You've had uterotonics,
packing, an O'Leary stitch
and a B-lynch brace.
Still bleeding?
Yeah, the blood
has penetrated
the thickness of
the uterine wall.
I don't know what else to do.
We can keep waiting
for you to clot,
or we can start thinking
about a hysterectomy.
How long can we wait?
Too many transfusions
will put you back into DIC,
and then the bleeding
gets even worse.
PERRY:
Last crit is 21.
Stay ahead two units.
Uh... Jerry
is in Recovery.
I thought you
would want to know.
Um... Have we heard
anything about Sam?
No.
This is a scary place.
I... I remember the feeling
just walking in.
I know your baby is
a lot sicker than Henry was,
but everything
turned out okay
for my boy, Luka,
and I know that it will
for yours, too.
Uh... they're concerned
about prolonged hypotension,
and, uh... he is on, uh...
100% oxygen,
so there's, uh... there's
a risk of toxicity. And...
Um...
They're... they're going to...
to, uh...
do periodic ultrasounds
to check for
intraventricular hemorrhage.
There's nothing more
you can do for him right now.
You should go be with Abby.
She doesn't want him
to be alone.
He won't be.
Okay, so Morris got you
through the E.R.
The first circle of hell.
And Neela got you
through surgery.
The second.
I guess it's up to me
to get myself through recovery.
Yeah, those are circles
three through nine.
Well, here's one way to start--
the incentive spirometer.
PRATT:
It'll keep you
from getting pneumonia.
You suck on it to make
the Ping-Pong balls rise
twice an hour.
Do you know
what time it is?
I've been out there,
watching the same cable news
over and over.
Hey, Ma.
I missed my
water aerobics.
You were supposed to take me.
I know, I know.
Oy vey, you gave me
such a scare,
my shaina boychik.
I'm sorry, Ma. I'm sorry.
Oh, look at that.
Look at that punim.
I'm... I'm...
Hey.
Hey.
How's he doing?
He's fine.
Still intubated?
Yeah, but he's satting
well, you know?
Pressure's holding
with dopamine.
He's making urine.
Brain scan?
Clear.
Well, those
are all good things.
Yeah. All good things.
Is one going to be enough?
What?
One baby.
Um... My uterus wouldn't
stop bleeding,
and Coburn did
everything she could,
but, um...
You had a hysterectomy?
Well, one's all we need.
So, um...I'm not going
to be able
to see him for a while.
I can't get to the NICU
for at least 24 hours.
You don't have
to wait that long.
That's what
I told him.
To wave to Mom.
( chuckles )
Yeah, he's a smart one.
Joseph.
Hmm?
I don't remember much
about my dad, but, uh...
I remember when I was little,
he used to love
to watch boxing.
And especially Joe Frazier,
because he thought he was
the best pure fighter, so...
I'd like to call him Joe,
if that's okay.
I'll be right back.
Do you need anything?
( sighs )
( crying )
( sighs heavily )
* *
Steve?
Steve?
Steve, I have to pee.
( gunshots )