ER (1994–2009): Season 14, Episode 19 - The Chicago Way - full transcript

Previously on ER:

I'm actually here
for a job interview.

Why in Sam Hill
would you want to work here?

Finish up. The
hard stuff's done.
Lucien...

We both know you should
never have left that
room this morning.

None of this should be news
to you. This is the job.

So I heard you made the
short list for chief.

I'm in love with you.

Luka moved out.

He what? Why?

Wait a minute.
Honey, wait.
No, I gotta go.



Abby...
What are you doing?!

Don't-Don't.
All right. Sorry.

There, you got us.
Gates is my boyfriend.

Okay...

When I was four...
All right.

I wrote a letter to Ernie

inviting him
to take a bath with me.

That's very
forward of you.

Did he go for it?

No. He was very busy
with Sesame Street.

You do realize
that's code

for "I'm living with
my boyfriend."

No. Actually, he never
even mentioned Bert.

Yeah.



And he wrote me,
like, 20 letters.

Really?
Kind of led me on.

Turned out
that it was my mom.

That's the first nice thing
you've said about your mom.

Yeah, well, she had her moment.

Oh, crap.

What?

We missed our stop.

(both laughing)

Oh...

You know
we're getting into trouble here.

It's Pratt-- he won't care.

(sighs):
Hi, guys.

Hey, I missed you guys.

I missed you.

How was your weekend
with Daddy?

Ah, pretty good.

He'd only eat frozen waffles
and strawberry yogurt.

It's probably the
new environment.

It's okay-- strawberry's
almost a vegetable, right?

Hey, how are you, buddy?

Huh?

Do you want a
cup of coffee?

Uh, no, no,
I'm off caffeine.

Really?

Wow. Good for you.

What happened
to his knee?

Uh, he fell, I think.
You think?

Yeah, I left him with Marnie
for a couple of hours...

It's your first weekend alone
with your son

and you left him
with a babysitter?

Just for two hours, Abby.
Come on.

(knocking on door)

MARNIE:
Hello.

Sorry I'm late.

It's okay.
We just got here.

Oh...

I have to go.

I have to go to work.

Um, here you go.

I have to take the el.

Oh, car still
in the shop?

Yeah, I'm waiting on them to get
some kind of electrical...

thing in stock or something.

Do you need a ride?

Yeah, sure, Gates,
never heard that one before.

Hey, Archie.

Hey, how'd it go?

Well; very well.

I rocked it.

You rocked it?
Rocked what?

His chief interview.

Had Anspaugh eating
out of my hand.

How long did it last?

45 minutes.

Really?
Mine was longer.

Well, part of it was
him showing me the
family scrapbook.

Gates called--
he and Sam are gonna be late.

They had "train trouble."

Oh, and we're supposed
to give them a free pass

because they're an item?

They're just so adorable?

Is that what they think?

Yeah, they did mention
something about that.

I've had it with the
giddy new couple thing.

Greg doesn't get all hoo-hooey
about Betina at work.

Oh, hey,
that reminds me, Frank...

About that guy?
About the thing?

That's today, right?

Yeah, I'm on it, boss.

All right.

So, you two
still shacking up?

Yes, I'm staying with her.

Can't you see I don't want
to hear that right now?

Well, you asked.
Well, I shouldn't have.

I'm down on love.
You and me both.

What, you, the
Internet dating star?

You've only been
online for a month

and you're number four
in all-time "winks."

Don't waste your time.

Online dating blows.

I'm totally over it.
Totally.

Join my monastery, Laverne.

Sign me up.

So you haven't been
out with any of them?

MAN:
Just let me go, you jerks!

Here's one
for you, Neela.
You don't want me here.

I'm like a shark--
I gotta keep moving,

or I'm dead, all right?

Look, you're gonna
get me killed.

Sir...
And her.

And anybody
that's around me.

OFFICER:
Look, if you don't settle down,
You, too.

I'm gonna have
to cuff you.

They showed up
at my mother's funeral,

don't you understand that?
PRATT:
Hey, what the hell is this?

Found him staggering
down on Halstead.

Come on, guys,
what are you doing?

We do not have enough room
in here

to dry out every drunk
in Chicago.

You think you're
safe in here?

Better think again.

NEWKIRK:
Whoa, hey, sir.
Okay, listen up, everybody.

I'm the last guy
you want in your ER.

You can say that again.

Make sure they check
the, uh, brake pads.

Right.

Listen, I got you this.

The paper?

It's what you're supposed to get
for the first anniversary.

Okay, um, thanks for the ride.

FRANK:
Yeah, I appreciate it, Lenny.

Now, what's the guy's number?

Yeah, go ahead.

Who you talking to?
Is that our guy?

All right, all right.

Keep up the good work, Frank.

So, what's up with our guy?

You getting him out
of here, or what?

There's something weird
going on.

Weird how?

They sent his name
out on the wire,

and now my lieu says to keep
him here till further notice.

Great.

Well, guess I'll go make sure
that the king of crime

gets all the resources
that County can muster.

(Pratt sighs)

Nice suit.

Where's the funeral?

Strazynski Manor Chapel,
on South Pulaski.

My mom.

Oh... Oh, sorry
to hear that.

Oh, you know what they say,
you can't go home again.

You from out of town?

Rapid City... where
God left his shoes.

I run a scrap metal yard
for a bunch of hayseed farmers.

I look like Eddie Albert to you?

I really couldn't say.

There's only one place worse
than South Dakota--

North Dakota.

I had to go and move
my whole family there--

my wife, two kids--
and they hate me for it.

I hate me for it.

So, why did you leave then?

I could tell you that, but
then I'd have to kill you.

All systems are go.
He'll be by later.

All right, take it easy,
will you, huh?

Keep it on the low.

My trap is shut.

Guess we both
got a secret, huh?

Get a PCA for our fireman and
pull the drain on the empyema.

Must be fun having her
at your beck and call.

Is it possible for you
to have an interaction

without some kind of
annoying innuendo-y quip?

I need a little time to
prep for the M and M.

I hate those little
teaching things.

Bunch of doctors who like
to hear themselves talk.

Yeah, you should check
one out some time.

Yeah, you might
learn something.

Dolt.

MORRIS:
Excuse me.

Any medications?

Prednisone
and Plaquenil.

She has lupus.

Has she been using
any drugs or alcohol?

We were at a
christening.

Abby, you're with us.
Trauma One.

TAGGART:
He's had half a liter

but he really doesn't
want to be here.

Yeah, well, the
feeling's mutual.
I gotta go,
all right?

Listen, do you have
a cell phone I could use?

I need a cell phone.

Just shoot me
already, all right?

Don't tempt me, man.

Cupcake, can you get this
coconut sack,

or whatever you call it,
off me.

Banana bag.

And let them
arrest me already.

Just get me the
hell outta here.

Calm down.
It's not that simple.

People want me
dead, okay? Dead.

A little Haldol?

Ah, he doesn't need Haldol.

Listen to me.

You look like
a regular girl.

I'm sorry.
Calm down.

Anything happens to me,

will you tell my wife there's
an account in the Bahamas.

Okay.

And will you tell her I'm sorry
that I screwed it all up.

CHUNY:
Sats only 82.

LOCKHART:
Load with a gram of Dilantin.

CHUNY:
I'll go mix it.

If we can't
stop this soon,

we might have to put
a breathing tube in.

What do you mean
if you can't stop this?

You guys need help in here?

No, we're good.
MORRIS: Not really.

Lupus, huh?
Hi, I'm Simon Brenner.

Maybe it'd be better
if we transferred her

to another hospital.

I have money. I can pay.

Don't worry, they're more
competent than they seem.

See? The meds
are kicking in.

Thank God.
Head CT,

metabolic panel, tox screen,
EEG and neuro consult.

Don't you think
that's a bit excessive?

No.
The seizure goes
along with lupus.

First-time seizure
still warrants a workup.

Okay, don't want
to put your mum

through all that
now, do you?

Do what you want.

I don't want you
to miss anything.

Hey, I just saw Moretti
at the desk.

Moretti?
Mm-hmm.

What's he doing here?

CHUNY:
I don't know. Visiting, I guess.

Dr. Moretti,
our old nemesis.

Dr. Gates.
Hello.

Hello, Sam.

Couldn't stay away, huh?

No, no. Had to tie up
a few loose ends.

How's your son doing?

Oh, uh, he's in a group home.

He's doing okay.

TAGGART: That's good
to hear.
Thanks.

Can we help you?

I'm looking for
Art Masterson.

You his parole officer?

Brother-in-law.

He's over there.
Hope you brought a lawyer.

GATES:
Hey, Kevin, does that mean
you're coming back?

MORETTI:
Uh, no.

His mother and I have decided
to stay close to him, so...

TAGGART:
Yeah, I can definitely
understand that.

MORETTI:
Don't look so relieved, Gates.

Excuse me.

GATES:
Hey, no one misses you
like I do, Kev.

MORETTI:
Yeah, I'm sure that's the case.

(low grunting)

Hey!

Hey! Get off him!

What the hell
are you doing?!
Son of a bitch!

Get off him!
You're dead!

Get the hell off him!

Get off!

(gagging)

Hey!

(gagging)

You should never
have come back, Arnie!

FRANK:
Get him outta here!

MAN:
You should've stayed
where they put you!

All right.

(coughing and gasping)

(sighs)

You okay?

Do you believe me now,
smart guy?

We'll be back to check on you
a little later, Mr. Masterson.

When you're rested.
You can call me Arnie.

I thought you said
your name was Art.

All right, man,
look alive now.

What was that?

Well, the guy's got enemies
it's not hard to see that.

I know, I know,

I'll keep somebody
on him at all times.

Hey, that's a great idea.

Why does it seem like

someone's always getting
punched in this place?

I gave as good
as I got.

I would expect
nothing less.

They find
a new chief yet?

Soon enough.

You...?

Why, is that so crazy?

I'm just pleased they finally
recognized your talent, Greg.

Congratulations.
Thanks.

Appreciate it.
Okay.

Frank, is Dr. Lockhart
on today?

She's in with
a patient.

Okay, thanks.

Your electrolytes look good

and the drug test
came back negative.

Yeah, Mom gave up
the crack years ago.

Shh, Christine.
Let them do their job.

MORRIS:
Cat scan was normal,

no bleed, no abscess.

That's a good sign, right?
Very.

CHUNY: Systolic won't
go up over 80.

LOCKHART:
And she's got
crackles at the bases.

I think
we should get an echo.

I should have had
more children,
Deep breath.

so that be such a bother to you.

Shh.
You're not a burden.

My daughter takes
care of me

all day, then works at night

in a doctor's office.

Just physical therapy,

sports injuries
and stuff.

Skip the echo,
get a spiral CT.

Really?

Yeah, lupus patients are
susceptible to PE.

What?

LOCKHART:
It's just that CHF

is much more likely.
Why don't we just get the echo

and rule it out--
Abby, get the CT.

Let me pull rank on you
while I still can.

Yes, sir.

What's wrong?

I tried to block
my mother's fall

when the seizure
started.

I must have tweaked
something.

Why don't I take a look?

Chuny?

We removed the infected graft
and proceeded with the wash-out.

Did you redose

the antibiotics before
opening the abdomen?

No, she was already on triples.

Well, still, it's
standard practice

to add a dose halfway
through a case.

Did you and your attending

make a conscious decision
not to do this?

Donald, I-I don't see how
your question is relevant,

given that
the acinetobacter

did not originate...
It is relevant

because it is a teaching point

that applies
to abdominal surgeries

in general, and this is

a teaching conference.

Carry on, Dr. Rasgotra.

PRATT:
Excuse me.

OFFICER: And you got
no idea why this guy
was trying to off you?

MASTERSON:
I want to make
a phone call.

I get one phone
call, don't I?

You're not
under arrest.
Well, then arrest me.

I'm not talking to you.

And I want to make
a damn phone call!

All right, why don't
you just back off
for a little while.

Let him calm down.

(gasping):
I don't feel so good.

My chest is tight.

I think I'm having one
of my anxiety things.

Yeah, I can't
imagine why.

Look, there's a reason
I left Chicago.

Let me guess: people were
trying to kill you.

Look, you saved my life.

I can trust you, right?

No, I'd rather you didn't.

Oh, son of a bitch.

Art?

I hear you got yourself
in a little trouble.

Rick.
Who the hell are you?

I'm sorry, Rick.
The cops let you in?

Rick, it was my mother.
You got to understand.

Buff him up, we'll get him
out of your hair.

I'm sorry, it's
not that easy.

I'm not going back there, Rick.
I can take care of myself.

Oh, is that what you've been
doing these past few days?

Sir, you really need
to step outside.

Geez...

What's happening?
I'm dyin'.

(alarms sounding)
You're agitating him.

He's right. You are.

Damn it!

(Masterson groaning)

What do we got?
He's in v-tach.

Charging to 360.

Here's the order
for the spiral CT.
Okay.

Um, could you tell Cards
we might want an echo, too.

Yeah.
Thanks.

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

Can we talk for a minute?
Let's not.

Look, Abby, I've been
trying to call you.

I know, but it's-- this
is just not really--
not a good time,

because I'm
totally slammed.

Well, then why
are you walking out?

Because I don't
want to do this.

Can I talk to you
for five minutes?
No.

Look, my marriage
is over, okay?

Can you just
leave me alone?

Five minutes.

Abby, I didn't know
about you and Luka.

I'm sorry.
Me, too.

Look, I just wanted
to talk to you

just for a sec,
about the way that I left.

It doesn't matter.

Well...

Look, my kid was
really sick.

Okay?

And-And I lost my footing
for awhile.

I, yes, I know
how that feels.

Trust me.
Yeah.

He was in a... a psych ward
for eight weeks.

Told me
he wanted to die.

Well, I'm very sorry
to hear that.

I am sorry. But...
Thanks.

Anyway, in the middle of it,
his mother and I, you know,

we started talking-- really
talking-- and by the time

he got out of the hospital,
we were a family again.

Well, that's great for you.
It's really, really great.

Look, all I'm trying to say
is that every couple

goes through some awful
and messed-up stuff.

Kevin, are you're feeling
guilty or responsible?

Because you...
'cause you're not.

You don't have to.

I just wanted to tell you
I'm sorry...

You don't have to be sorry.
All you did was help me

ruin my life a little
bit faster, that's it.

I have to go back to work.

(man speaking Hebrew)

"Man is like a breath.

His days are
as a fleeting shadow."

(speaking Hebrew)

"In the morning he flourishes
and grows up like grass.

In the evening, he is
cut down and withers."

(speaking Hebrew)

(door creaking)

Walter?

Walter?

Walter!

What? What is it?

Is the...is the
kitchen on fire again?

Wha...

What?

What's the matter with you?

Why are you you looking
at me like that?

I'm not dead yet,
you lanky bastard.

(laughs)

Pancakes.

I feel like pancakes.

From the good place,

not that greasy spoon
hole in the wall.

I don't think I can
take you out today.

Then go get me some.

And-And one scrambled egg.

Maybe on my break, I will.

Someone's coming
to see me, you know.

No, I didn't.

My nephew.
My brother's son.

Lives in Philadelphia--

a second-rate town
if ever there was one.

People say it's
not a bad city.

People lie.

He's a good kid.

He got a sweet wife,

and, uh,
two little girls.

Kids are great.

Yeah.

My wife and I
never had any.

I regret that.

Sometimes I think
if we had, maybe...

she might have
hung around longer.

How's that?

Well, being a parent,

gives a strength
you didn't know you had.

Places in yourself.

Reserves.

And they can keep you going,
they can, they can, uh,

drive you,
make you fight harder,

soldier on.

Uh, keep rowing upriver.

Even though everything else
turns to crud.

At least,
I've heard that's so.

TAGGART:
Epi's in.
PRATT:
All right, clear!

Back in sinus.

Oh. Look at the ST segments.

Damn. All right,
let's get aspirin, O2,

five of lopressor
and a 12 lead.

What the hell?

We think you're having
a heart attack.

Holy crap!
Is he okay?

I'm having a friggin'
heart attack, Rick!

Maybe you can
back off, huh?

Do you realize how complicated
this is getting?

I'm sorry, I didn't plan on
having a heart attack today!

You gotta
settle down, okay?

Sir, you need to leave
the patient care area.

What a mess.
What happens now?

I'm not talking to you about
this case. Privacy issues.

Listen...
Just wait outside.

I'll talk to you
in a minute.

BP's good, 105/76.

All right, good.

Call the cath lab,
tell them we're on the way.

All right,
thanks, guys.

We'll get this
from here.

What-What are
you doing?

What-What's going
on here?

I-I can't tell you that.

It's privacy issues.

Who the hell are you?

Let's not waste any more time
talking, all right?

Just do the cath thing
so we can get him outta here.

All right,
let me tell you something.

You're in my ER,
and that's my patient,

you do not get to dictate
how this goes.

Actually, I do.

U.S. Marshals Service.

And every minute my guy
sits in this hospital

is putting him and
everyone else here
in jeopardy.

TAGGART:
So, the king of crime
is up in the cath lab?

Yeah.

Hey, so nobody gets in without
double-checking I.D., right?

When in doubt,
keep 'em out.

Anything else I
should know?

No, not right now.

Just keep your eyes open.

These are all yours.

Curtain Three
and Exam Four?

Actually,
the other way around.

Oh.

You good?

Yeah. You?
Yeah.

I'm fine.

All right, see you later.

So, how are things
on the home front?

Well, Sarah's well,
thanks for asking.

I was talking about Sam.

Oh, that.

Well, you know, we're just
having fun right now.

Both kind of busy.

Unclaimed baggage and
whatnot, you know.

So, you're worried
if things don't work out,

it'll turn into a big mess.

Something like that.
I'm here to tell you,

Tony, you're right,
it will.

Come on now.
What?

What, a hothead
Casanova like him

and a feisty little spitfire
like Sam?

You think they have
a snowball's chance in hell?

Hey, Morris, your shoulder
lady's ready in sutures.

Thank you.

Love is hard, boys,
be hard on love.

Seriously, I've been
where you are.

It can work out;
it does work out.

Just take the plunge.

Hey, Pratt.
Yeah?

Did you ever hear
of Arnie Markowitz?

No, why?

What kind of people
can make cops just
disappear like that?

I'll tell you
who: the Feds.

That got me thinking.
Yeah, you see,

now that was your
first mistake.
No.

I wasn't on the force all
that time for nothing.

Read this.

Arnie Markowitz--
busted in '05

for working with
the Turkish Deep State.

Whatever that is. Here.

That is the Mob.

This guy made a deal,

he testified against the
Turks, then he disappeared,

probably into Witsec.

Witsec?
What's Witsec?

Witsec is the witness
security program.

Next page.

So what are you saying,
that my patient Art

Masterson is really this guy
Arnie Markowitz?

Don't say that out loud.

They are everywhere.

Mom's been sick
a long time.

We've got the whole
setup at home.

Any tenderness here?

No, it's fine.

I could never live at home.

I mean, my dad's dead now,

but I got out of there
as fast as I could.

Mmm.

I lived alone for awhile,

but I was never
any good at it.

"Good at it"?
Yeah.

It got boring.
I'm not much of a dater.

You know, I'm not into
playing the game.

Oh, I hear that.

Plus my work makes
it difficult

to have a normal
social life.

Me, too.
I guess that's what we get

for pursuing careers
in medicine, huh?

I'm an escort.

Um...

Could-could I, could I,
uh, could you...

raise your arm
up in the air?

Now try to resist
my pressure.

I thought you said...
Yeah. I was...

I was trying to
finish college

when Mom got sick.

No insurance.

She needed money,

but she also wanted me home

with her during the
day, and... (groans)

Somebody told me
about an agency

where I could work five
to ten hours a week--

nights-- and, uh,

make $10,000 to $15,000.

You'd be amazed

how much men are willing
to pay for the illusion

of a submissive
Asian concubine.

It just sounded
really easy.

DAWN:
Dr. Morris?

It's Mrs. Barcenilla.
We lost her pulse.

Oh, my God.

Page Abby 911.

You might want
to wait outside.
No way.

Her sats suddenly
dropped into the 60s,

and she went into P.E.A.

Oh, my God.

Mig of epi,
mac three and seven-oh.

Mom, please
don't do this!

MORRIS:
Get ready to intubate.

Sorry, we can't
let anybody by.

Hey, you want to get
him out of here, right?

Then you better
let me in there.

It's okay.

Cromley cleared him.

Well, Arnie, there
are no tele beds,

so we're shipping
you back to the ER.

I can't go back,
can't move forward.

I messed up, man.

I did some things
I got in trouble for.

Yeah, you know, I'm
starting to get that idea.

I wasn't much of a lawyer,

but I knew how
to make things work.

My firm had some clients
that needed special help--

Money laundering,
visas, imports,

that type of thing.

Mm-hmm.

Well, when I got snagged,
the Feds came to me and said,

"Do the right thing,
and we'll protect you,

protect your family,"
so...

You did the
right thing.

Did I?

End up trapped
between two worlds,

like ET or something.

Can't be honest with anybody.

Got to hide who you are,

who you were.

I had to teach

my own kid his new name,
drill it into him.

I kept thinking,

this is the price
of being good--

teaching your kid to lie.

He'll understand one day.

Well, he's 12.

He sure doesn't
understand now.

Hey!

Yeah?

Who are you?

I'm Anthony.

I'm restocking the cart.

Where's your I.D.?

I'm new.

So?

They gave me a temp.

Yeah, I must have
left it in my locker.

What the hell
you think you're doing, man?

ANTHONY:
Hey, relax, man.

No, you relax.
Where's the I.D.?

I just started last week!

Then how the hell
did you get in here?

Dr. Pratt, he's one of
our new techs-- take it easy!

Welcome to my life.

I debrided the area and
attempted a primary closure.

Attempted?

Executed.
I executed a primary repair.

KRANE:
Did you consider resection?

RASGOTRA:
Yes, but I thought
the best possible,

um, option was
primary closure.

KRANE:
And Dr. Dubenko
was in agreement?

DUBENKO:
Oh, come on!
Once again,

I remind you
that this patient died

of pan-resistant
bacterial sepsis, which had

nothing to do
with Neela's repair.

CRENSHAW:
No, a concomitant
infection with bowel flora

could have overwhelmed
her immune system.

What are you talking about?
Show me the data.

CRENSHAW:
Her post-op course could
have been influenced by...

You know what?
Reign yourself in, Dusty.

It's getting
embarrassing.
Excuse me?

Yeah, you're
the junior attending.

She's the only person
that you can dump on.

CRENSHAW:
I'm not dumping.

ANSPAUGH:
Sit down, Lucien.
You're out of line.

No, I won't sit down,
and I'm not out of line.

I'm not out
of line at all.

That's a joke.
You want to know

what's out of line?

I'll tell you
what's out of line.

A system so
pathetically underfunded

that we have a single
trauma attending

to cover the
entire hospital

at night--
that's out of line.

Letting a patient bleed
out in the ICU because of

a stupid rule--
that's out of line.

And you want to know what else?
Want to know what else?

Sitting by and watching

my resident
try and hide the fact

that I left her alone
in the O.R.

That's out of line.

It's all out of line.

Radiology read the scan.

Massive embolus
in the left main pulmonary.

That's what you
thought, right?

Right.
Well, fix it.
Can't you fix it?

She's acidotic,
seven point oh-two.

Hold compressions.

Asystole.

CHUNY:
Another epi?

She's on round six.

Resume.

We're running out
of options here.

No. Don't say that.

We've given multiple rounds
of drugs to restart her heart,

but her body has been deprived
of oxygen for too long.

There's always
another option.

That's what you said.

Christine?

Do you want to say good-bye?

Mom, I...

I can't.

Everybody out.

Right now.
Please go.

(flatline tone sounding)

(sobbing)

(crying)

(crying)

Hi. Dr. Kovac, I heard
you were working here,

and I wondered if I might
be able to talk to you...

Oh, you really have the
balls to show up here,

and ask for anything.

Look, I've had a very difficult
time in my life--

Really? Me, too.

I know that, and I'm sorry

for any part that
I've played in it.

But I just wanted
to tell you that,

you know, whatever happened
with me and Abby was...

just the misguided,
messed-up flailings

of two people;
two very troubled people.

That's beautiful.

Look, she loves you.

Anybody can see that.

And as somebody

who has squandered that kind
of thing before in his own life,

I want to implore you not
to make the same mistake.

So, that's...

You done?

Yes, I think...
Yeah, I think so.

Guess I had that coming, huh?

Thanks for
stopping by.

Now, how fast
can he be ready to go?

Well, he's not stable.
He had an MI.

I'm not going anywhere.

Art, you did this
to yourself.

I'm trying to fix it.

Whatever I do, I'm dead.

Dead on the street,
or dead on the inside.

What's the damn difference?

I don't want any of my other
people in here, all right?

Got enough people
in harm's way.

I'll be right back.

Hey, sorry to
pull you out.

No, that's all good.
You all right?

You need something?
No, no, no,
everything is good.

Uh, I just wanted
to let you know,

we're having a family dinner,

and it would be great
if you came.

Okay, yeah.
What's the occasion?

What's this?

(laughs)

You got in!

Yeah!
No way!

Congratulations, man.

That's good stuff.

Ooh! Thank you!
That's good!

A couple months from now,

I'll be a first-year
med student.

Wow.
It's all thanks
to you, Greg.

No, man.
No, no, no, no,
no, that's real.

Dad really wants you to come,
and I'm bringing my guy.

I want you
to meet him.

Oh, yeah? What's Charlie got
to say about that?

He's mellowing out
in his old age,

wanting all the kids around him.

All right, well, I'll come by
as soon as I'm done here.

Thank you.

Good stuff, baby.

Great job.

See you
in a minute.
All right.

Now, we've never lost
a protected witness

who followed protocol,

and we're not ending
our streak with you.

I'm done with testifying.

Okay... then, Art,

you know, I leave now,
and you're out forever.

You ready for that?
On your own?

Well, you ready to do that
to your family?

'Cause you're not
in this alone, you know.

They're in it with you.

All right, look, Arnie,
this is the deal, man.

I'm gonna make sure
that you get fixed up,

but staying here
isn't helping you,

and, in fact...

you're putting other people
in danger, man-- my people.

Look, you did the
right thing once.

Just do it again.

(sighs)

(knocks)

WALTER:
Hey!

You... You've
got my food?

What's going on?

What, this?
It's SOP for leaving.

Wh-What did you
do, step on it?

It's all smashed up.

Whoa. What do you mean,
leaving?
Oh.

Hospice policy.

There's a six-month limit.

My nephew's taking
me to Philly.

They're kicking you out because
you didn't die soon enough?

It's pretty discouraging,
isn't it?

Why didn't you say something?

I didn't want to depress you.

You're depressive enough
as it is.

I don't want to see you bawl.

(quiet laugh)

I'm-I'm s-sorry

I never got to meet your family.

Next time, I...

guess.

Yeah, next time.

Hey... he's taking me fishing.

He says if I row us out,
he'll row us in.

(laughs)

Hey.

Walter.

Don't worry, kid.

You'll figure it out.

I got faith in you.

All right, come on.
Let's hurry up with this thing.

Absolutely, absolutely.

Now, when it comes
to an investment like this,

you have to be concerned
about the four "Cs."

You got your carats,

your color, your clarity

and your cut.

Now, do you want white gold
or do you platinum?

I don't know.
Platinum-- it's
the only way to go.

It-it's the gold standard.

Now, I brought
this especially

with you in mind.

It's a three-stone

platinum setting
with a two-carat

princess cut
in the center.

Top of the line,
a real sweetie.

Here, take
a look at that.

Yeah, let me look at that.
Oh, boy.

Uh, it's a little
on the pricey side,

but for you,
there will be a discount.

Because I understand that
you're a member of the tribe.

What?

I told him you
were part Semite.

Oh.
Who called in the bling man?

Pratt.
Oh, here we go.

What? Frank!

Oh, Betina's
a lucky girl.

Look, everybody just calm down,
all right? I'm only browsing.

(Pratt sings happily)

Hey, Abby!

It's a beautiful
spring day,

the Cubs are playing
at Wrigley Field

and we live in America.

I think I solved the case
of the missing lexapro.

Sorry, I was looking
for some undepressed person

that I could be happy
around and, uh...

You chose me?

Must be slim pickings.

What's the good news?

Eh, you know, things
are just falling into place.

Well, that's great.
You deserve that.

Yeah, you sound thrilled.

I am.

Really.

So what's up with Luka?

I don't know, it's been a month.

Eh, he'll come around.
I know him.

And I know you, too.

Hope you're right.

Just come find me later.

I'll buy you a coffee.

Ah, there he is, my old mentor.

How you been, man?

What you been up to?
Oh, just keeping busy.

It's like an Egyptian
market out here.

Chickens, guys are selling
diamonds at the desk...

Diamonds, really?

Wow, that's weird.

(heavy sigh)

Well, keep it real.

She's in there.

CROMLEY:
It's not a request.

It's not optional.
Unhook him.

Not without
doctor's orders.
Somebody call me?

Keeping him here
isn't helping anybody.

All right, Sam,
give us a minute, okay?

All right,
so what's the plan?

Well, we've got
a facility secured

where he can get medical
care until we regroup.

And I'm gonna have
a tech come over

and expunge the medical record
from your system.

All right.

Hey, Arnie.

How we doing?

Ready to roll.

Good. So, you got everything
you need in the rig?

You don't really care what
happens to him?

PRATT:
Sam.

I got this.

My job is to keep him alive.

That's what I promised

when he came
into the program.

I guess now, my only

concern is him coding
on the way.

Well, we got a paramedic
with us.

Well, why don't you let me
ride along just in case.

No.

Look, if anything, I'll go.

Greg, I have transport training.

Yeah, well, I'm his doctor.

We need you on the floor.

No, Morris can cover.

Aw, are you two
fighting over me?

Look, neither one of you
are coming, okay?

I've got room enough
in the rig for one real

paramedic team and two
of my guys, that's it.

And as soon as we roll out

the door,
this never happened.

This patient was
never here. Get it?

This is crazy.

Don't.

You're the one person who might
actually talk me out of it.

So you're going to walk away
after one bad outcome?

Now, Neela, it's a million
little things.

It isn't like you to give up.

What am I giving up?
What am I giving up?

A dumpy O.R.?

Overnight call?
Below-market pay?

Lucien, you can't abandon me
in the middle of my training.

You're not my responsibility.

This is not what you want.

Don't pretend
to know what I want.

Hi.

Hey.

Are you all right?

What do you care?

Well, that was a pretty tough,
little teaching thing.

Oh, you're worried about me?

Well, you can hold
your own, but yeah.

See, I'm not
a heartless beast.

I never said "beast."

You know what?

I'm not trying to win
a popularity contest here,

but that doesn't mean
I enjoy being treated

like I've crashed
someone's party.

You're the product
of flagrant nepotism

and you're a tosser.

Nobody really wants you here.

Wow!

Uh, don't sugarcoat it, babe.

Don't call me "babe."

You know what your problem is?

No, but you'd
be the first person

I'd go to if I really wanted
to hear it.

You need to get a life.

You need to get out,
which is my polite way

of saying
you need to get laid.

Oh, is that right?

Yeah, I'm pretty
certain of it.

KOVAC: I was thinking
about that night.

That first night
that we kissed

up in the ambulance bay.

You mean the night
I totally geeked out

and kissed you
out of nowhere?

I remember feeling

you were someone who
was so full of hope.

I needed someone to
teach me that again.

I think that
part was mutual.

Did we lose that?

Did we turn into
some other people?

I hope not.

I realized today

I have this idea of us.

Of you and me and Joe,

as something static,
you know, concrete.

But it's not.

It's more like we're
out there on the lake,

on... on choppy water.

Like, uh...

In a rowboat.

Yeah, in a rowboat,

trying to get across.

But when you told me
what happened,

I felt like something died.

I was mourning.
I couldn't see

that what we have is
always changing.

It's moving.

So, for better
or for worse,

as long as
we keep rowing,

we're gonna be okay.

So let's just
get past it.

You know? Let's just
go someplace new,

somewhere nobody knows us.

You know, I know we have
good friends here in Chicago.

I know you've got this
great job you've always...

Do you know that I love you
more than I could ever explain?

Let's get out of here.

Nice bumper sticker,
Bardelli.

Isn't that against regs?
It's not my rig.

Mechanic said something's
wrong with my alternator.

So what if you lose
his pulse, huh?
What if he goes

into v-tach?
I'm good now.

You done enough, Doc.

More than that, actually.

CROMLEY:
You my guy?

BARDELLI: Yep.
Let's roll.

If he goes south en route,
it's gonna come back on us.

Look, we're on
your side, Cromley.

Let us do our job.

Okay, then, we got room

for one more--
who's it gonna be?