ER (1994–2009): Season 3, Episode 14 - Whose Appy Now? - full transcript

Mark Greene has gone on a dating binge and he finds himself juggling three women. Things get sticky when it turns out two of them know one another and all three meet in the ER. Dr. Benton is in a funk and John Carter tells him he is joining Dr. Hicks' surgical team. Carter reacts with glee when Benton has to have his appendix removed and Hicks lets him perform the operation. With Carol Hathaway still under suspension, the ER isn't functioning quite as smoothly as it normally does. Jeanie Boulet and Dr. Greg Fischer treat a young man with syphilis and argue over whether they should tell his wife. Jeanie finally gives in to Greg's repeated requests and agrees to go out on a date.

[theme music]

(female narrator)
Previously on "ER."

I killed a man and nobody around
here seems to give a damn.

What's up?
You pregnant?

Would you like
to go out sometime?

‐ Mark Greene.
‐ Heather Morgan.

It's your job
to assist me.

That's why it's called
physician assistant.

Are you always this arrogant,
or is it just me?

I've been suspended.

(John)
'You know a month ago,
you would have'



ripped my lungs out
for going behind

your back, to another surgeon.

'Now you don't care
about yourself'

you don't care
about your reputation.

‐ 'Knock, knock.'
‐ Ah, who's there?

‐ Me. Want some company?
‐ Sure.

Whoa!
Oh, ho, ho.

Whoa, whoa, Nick.

Nick. Oh,
get out of here, Nick.

Sorry about this.
Nick, come on.

Sorry.
I'll be right back.

Alright.

Hey, Nick, get out of here.

[phone rings]



(man over phone)
'Please leave
a message at the tone.'

[phone beep]

(woman on phone)
'Hey, sweet pea.'

'Out of bed, sleepyhead.'

‐ Hi.
‐ 'Hi.'

Hi‐hi, Polly.

Yeah, no, no, I was just
about to call you.

Dinner tonight?
Yeah.

Yeah, that sounds great.
About 8:00?

Mark.
You ran out of shampoo.

‐ Yeah, it's, uh, on the shelf.
‐ Okay.

I got to go.

Bye‐bye.

Hmm, Who was that?

[gasps]
That was, uh, a doctor.

We've got, we've got
a staff meeting tonight.

Oh, but we have
basketball tickets.

Uh, I thought that
was tomorrow night.

No, it's tonight.

Remember?

But you know..

...if you really
can't make it..

No, I think I can
postpone.

(Hicks)
'Good morning, Dr. Carter.
What have you got?'

City bus versus
drunk pedestrian.

Open book fracture to the
pelvis, blunt abdominal trauma.

‐ Tommy you wanna take this?
‐ Yeah, right.

Lavage was positive.
So we'd start with an ex‐lap.

I haven't got your
paper work. Go.

Yeah, Benton told me
he'd do it.

‐ Hasn't arrived yet.
‐ It's on it's way.

I told you yesterday,
you can't begin

the new rotation until he's
signed off on the last one.

[sighs]
What am I supposed to do?

Until I get
your evaluation, nothing.

Dr. Hicks, please‐‐

Find Benton,
get your paper work.

Until then, you're grounded.

‐ Oh, come on, man.
‐ Let it go.

‐ Man, you was out of control.
‐ Was it offensive?

You charged.

No charge,
if I'm up in the air

you got to give me
room to come down.

So what you tryin' to say?
You get up so high

that I slide
right up upon you?

That's right.

‐ So white men can jump?
‐ That's right.

They just can't land.

That's why we don't do it.

Oh, man. Hey, you want
me to carry you?

[laughing]

Hey, Kerry.

Doug, that's not funny.

I sprained my ankle
playing hoops.

We've got a kid choking.

‐ On what?
‐ I don't know.

‐ 'How long ago?'
‐ About ten minutes ago.

‐ I drove as fast as I could.
‐ He's not breathing.

Let's get him in.
Come on, go. Go, go, go.

Connie.

Alright, take care of the dad,
would you, please?

Magill forceps.

Someone call respiratory.
Set up a vent.

Let me borrow this.

(Kerry)
'Take 500 cc's saline
on a Buretrol.'

Come on, he'll be alright.

Move him over.

Put him on a monitor.

Alright,
what's in there?

Looks like a jacks ball.

(Haleh)
'Pulse ox is 80.'

‐ He's cyanotic.
‐ Can you reach it?

No, the ball's wedged in there.

He's in V‐tach.

(Kerry)
'Give him 15 of lidocaine.'

(Doug)
'I'll shock him.'

‐ Keep the lidocaine onboard.
‐ Clear.

‐ Everybody off.
‐ Charging.

‐ Still in V‐tach.
‐ Okay, here we go.

‐ Clear.
‐ Clear.

‐ Here we go.
‐ 'Okay, prep for a trach.'

Give me a 16‐gauge
needle on a syringe.

‐ Trach kit.
‐ Hang on, hang on, hang on.

Just one second.
Let me try this.

Trach tray.

What the hell
are you doing?

Trying to boost
the jack ball up.

‐ Oh yeah.
‐ I can feel it.

‐ This kid needs an airway.
‐ Okay.

‐ Get the forceps.
‐ 'I've got a line.'

I can feel the ball.

‐ Ah, It's moving.
‐ It's moving.

Uh, it's..
I almost got it.

‐ You get it?
‐ Oh, shit.

‐ I got it.
‐ Alright, good.

Alright.

Is he breathing?

Yep, he's breathing.

What on earth made you
think to do that?

[knock on door]

‐ 'Peter.'
‐ Yeah, yeah.

‐ Hey.
‐ Hey yourself.

I've been calling for days.
Where you been?

Been busy.

Oh, this place is a mess.

Yeah, I've been
working long hours.

You feeling alright?

Yeah, I'm just
a little tired is all.

You look terrible.

I saw Carla yesterday.

She's put on weight.
You noticed?

She's pregnant.

How could you be so stupid?

Are you going to marry her?

[sighs]
I don't know.

Be a father to your child?

What, she's not
good enough for you?

‐ I didn't say that.
‐ So what's the problem here?

‐ Sheesh.
‐ Don't walk away from me.

Hey, look.

Hey.

Now you don't have
to do this alone.

You've got family.

People who care for you, Peter.

Look, Jackie, I know.
I'm a..

I'm gonna
handle it, alright?

I'll take care of it.

‐ How?
‐ I don't know.

I, uh, I got
to get dressed for work.

Damn.

[theme music]

[music continues]

‐ So when do you get off the cane?
‐ In about a week.

How'd you end up going out with
two women on the same night?

Scheduling mix‐up.
Any suggestions?

Uh, dinner with one,
drinks with the other.

Yeah, I think they're both
expecting the works.

Who do you like more?

‐ Heather's a lot of fun.
‐ Fun is good.

Polly, she's, uh,
well, she's very spiritual.

Spiritual like what?
Like, crystals or something?

Oh, Heather's got
Bulls' tickets.

Bulls! Say no more.

Yeah, your right, I'll call
Polly, make up an excuse

and go out with her
tomorrow night.

‐ You're playing with fire here.
‐ I can juggle.

I think you'll get burnt.
Women can smell deceit.

Yeah, You oughta know.

Those days are
long gone, my friend.

So what do you do now?

Uh, give advice.

[both chuckling]

‐ The form was very confusing.
‐ Evidently.

What's going on?

Uh, Haleh's playing at

nurse manager
while Carol's away.

I ordered 12 emesis basins.

Hmm, she ordered 12 gross.

Hey, anybody seen our paychecks?

Ask your friendly nurse manager.

They always come in by noon.

Hey, did you guys
see this memo from Dr. Fischer?

Well, He wants
to swab and culture

everyone for resistant staph.

What? What's this about?

Eight of our patients
came down with staph.

They think one of us
is spreading it.

‐ Any idea who?
‐ Could be anyone. You, me..

Jerry, get these boxes
out of here.

‐ You still haven't filled it?
‐ What is it?

It's the evaluation I need
to transfer to Hicks' team.

Put it in my box.

I can't operate
until you sign off on me.

‐ Leave it in my box.
‐ No, do it now.

"Satisfactory work"?

Thanks for your time.

‐ 'What have you got?'
‐ 28 year old female.

Multiple stab wounds
to the chest, arms.

‐ This is my case.
‐ Looks surgical to me.

Well, I'll page you
if I need a consult.

There's plenty here
for everyone.

Superficial lacerations,
deep penetrating wounds.

I'll get the bloods.

Spin the crit.

‐ Sounds like a pneumo.
‐ Elli, Chest tube tray.

Honey, I need a tray
over here, too, please.

Why don't you
two work together?

Doyle can suture.

Huh, You first.
Get Carter some 4.0 nylon.

Who's going to put the tube in?

‐ I am.
‐ I am.

Trouble in the sandbox?

I'd like to put in a chest tube,
I don't know what you're doing.

He's always
hogging our procedures.

I agree.

Dr. Doyle, you do it.

But I've got more experience,
right? Dr. Benton?

Ask Dr. Hicks.

Well, you're in luck.
The patient has

bilateral pneumothoraxes.

You can each put in
your own tube.

‐ I'll take this side.
‐ Fine.

‐ Sorry.
‐ Peter, are you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

I like to make a
subcutaneous tunnel

above the rib to
avoid an air leak.

It's a nice technique.
Where'd you learn that?

‐ I don't remember.
‐ Kerry, you got this?

Yeah.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah. It's just
a little indigestion.

Try to avoid hitting
the intercostal bundle.

It's a common intern mistake.

‐ For surgical interns.
‐ Mine's in!

How you doing
over there, Maggie?

This pamphlet says
40% of all doctors

don't wash their hands
between patients.

Oh, no kidding.

Yeah, and medical personnel
pick their noses

average of three times an hour.

And many interns
only bathe twice‐‐

Wendy, there's a limit to how
well‐informed I want to be.

Hey, Doug, we've got
a sick kid out front.

Alright.

Nice technique.

Perhaps I could interest you
in a little detective work.

I doubt it.

I'm trying to track
the culprit who's been spreading

the staph infection down here.

‐ Oh, good luck.
‐ Janie, please.

I could really use your help.

Well, it's not a very
attractive proposition.

We both know
where staph comes from.

Somebody's not
washing their hands

after going to the bathroom.

And how do you propose
to flush them out?

Carefully.
Very carefully.

Can't catch his breath,
he's got cystic fibrosis.

‐ What's his name?
‐ Jad Heuston.

Alright, Jad, hang
in there, buddy.

Fix you right up
What's your name?

‐ Katy Reed.
‐ How old is he?

He's 19.

‐ Has he been here before?
‐ No, he hasn't.

We live in Racine.

Let's go.
What are you doing down here?

We're just visiting.

Kid this sick
shouldn't be traveling.

Let me get a CBC,
portable chest

and O2 ten liters, please.

‐ Pulse ox is bad, 82.
‐ He's coughing up blood.

He's got rales,
and he's wheezing bilaterally.

Want a bronchodilator?

Yeah. Five migs
of nebulized albuterol

and 200 of aerosolized
tobramycin.

Pulse ox
is down to 78.

Heart rate's 130.

We're gonna have
to intubate him.

‐ No.
‐ We can't wait.

He doesn't wanna
be put on a machine.

Does he have a DNR order?

I think so, yes,
he does, he does.

If he's DNR,
we can't tube him.

You understand he's gonna die
if we don't tube him.

‐ Jad, please.
‐ No, no.

‐ Please don't leave me.
‐ What's his doctor's name?

Um, Dobry, I think.
Something like that.

Lydia, would you call
Dr. Dobry in Racine.

Call about the DNR order.
Find out now. Now, please.

One, two, three.

‐ 'Mr. Papillion?'
‐ One, yes, three.

‐ One, two, three.
‐ I'm Dr. Greene.

‐ What seems to be the problem?
‐ Busy.

‐ You paged psych?
‐ On the way.

Two, three.
One, two, three.

One, two, three.

Mr. Papillion, would you like me

to give you something to relax?

‐ No, two, three.
‐ Got any other ideas?

I'm thinking.

‐ Hey, Archie.
‐ Hi.

Psych consult?

You stopped taking
your medication, didn't you?

Yeah...two, three.

‐ Nina Pomerantz.
‐ Mark Greene.

He's one of our regulars.
Archie! Snap it.

‐ Thanks.
‐ That's amazing.

Basic behavior therapy.

You think it'll work on my
seven year old daughter?

What's her problem?

She started
sucking her thumb again

when my wife I got divorced.

Oh, my six year old started to
wet the bed when I got divorced.

Did you use behavioral therapy?

No. Electroshock.
Works like a charm.

Kidding.
I'm just kidding.

‐ I hate to interrupt.
‐ Oh, yeah. Gosh, Archie.

Come on, let's go upstairs.

‐ Nice meeting you.
‐ You, too. See you around.

We're losing him.

‐ Any word on the DNR?
‐ Not yet.

Found a pipe
and some weed in his socks.

‐ He's smoking dope with CF?
‐ Must be a death wish.

They're paging Dr. Dobry.
Guess what? He's a pediatrician.

‐ How old is he?
‐ I told you. He's 19.

19 year old's don't go
to a pediatrician.

How old is he?

He's 17.

‐ Eight ET Tube!
‐ 'He's crashing!'

‐ Should we restrain him?
‐ Yeah. Give him sux and pav.

I'm tubing him.

‐ Hold his head.
‐ I'm sorry, Jad.

So, it hit me so suddenly.

I'm gonna have to cancel.

[sneezes]
bless you.

He's not sick.
He's blowing off a date.

Oh, yeah?

Uh, so, uh, yeah,
I'm gonna get to bed early.

So I'll call you tomorrow.
Okay. Bye, Pol.

‐ What's wrong with Polly?
‐ Don't start.

He had to make room for Heather.

So you got two on the line?

‐ Hi, Mark.
‐ Hi.

I forgot
Mr. Papillion's chart.

Oh, really?
That's a coincidence.

'cause I have it right here.

Freudian might say
I forgot it on purpose.

Oh?

Actually, I was supposed
to have dinner tonight

with a colleague,
and they canceled.

And I was wondering,
are you free?

I'd love to,
but I'm all jammed up.

‐ Oh.
‐ But I'd really like to.

Uh, well, it's just an impulse.
Probably another time.

No, no, no.
It's a great impulse.

Actually, I got
to have dinner with a friend.

My accountant, Roy.
But we could do drinks.

‐ Are you sure?
‐ Yeah. Meet down here at 6:00?

‐ Okay. I'll see you then.
‐ Alright.

Jerry, can we
lose these boxes?

Busy boy.

Pulse ox is up to 94.
Prep for an extubation.

Okay. His mother's out front.

Said she would have
been here sooner

but her car was stolen,
the one that's outside.

You wanna fill me in?

We were going to Mexico.

We were going
to get a place on the beach

and be together until the end.

The doctors gave
him three months.

Why can't you be together here?

His mom wants to put
him back in the hospital.

Is he alright?

He's fine.
His airway was blocked.

‐ But we got it cleared.
‐ Oh, thank God.

Oh, sweetheart,
I was so worried.

Katie, I knew you'd be here.

What are you trying to do?
Kill him?

He'd rather be dead
than be with you.

Katie would you give us
a minute, please?

He wants me to stay.

‐ Can we, uh, talk over here?
‐ Yes, Absolutely.

I was in the process
of taking the tube out.

Already?

Well, his lungs
are fairly clear

and, uh...he
wanted it out.

So when I first
brought him in here.

He didn't want to be intubated,
he said that he had

a "do not resuscitate" order.

He lied.

Look, he has this...
romantic notion about dying.

Well, I just needed to know

that if he stops
breathing again..

Intubate him.

Okay.

Alright, Jad.

Let me get this tube
out for you.

Now, why don't you
do me a favor?

I want you to take
a real deep breath

as deep as you can
and blow hard.

Blow, blow. Okay.

Hmm?

Don't ever...
tube me again.

[labored breathing]

Why are you taking
our picture?

It's the best way
to keep track of the suspects.

‐ Two swabs?
‐ Nasal and rectal.

We need them back
by 3:00.

God, I feel like a convict.

The number matches
your lab slip.

I hope the doctors
get the same treatment.

Oh, yeah. They have
to swab, too.

'Staphylococcus
does not discriminate.'

Smile, Wendy.

‐ Give me the bullet!
‐ Give me the bullet.

23 year old IV Drug user.
multiple GSWS

BP 80, palp pulse 140.

Lost at least
a liter at the scene.

His buddy says
he's got AIDS.

Okay. Let's have him
cross‐matched for six.

And get some O‐neg
down here.

All taken care of.

‐ 'I can run this one.'
‐ So can I.

I'll run it.
Let's start with the A‐B‐C's.

He's bleeding from his mouth.

Pressure's falling, 60 palp.

(female #1)
'I got the O‐neg.'

(Hicks)
'Run it through the transfuser.'

‐ Intubation tray.
‐ He may have a hemopneumo.

‐ Chest tube tray.
‐ You need help, Dr. Doyle?

‐ No, thank you.
‐ 'I got the film.'

Clamp.

‐ 'Don't touch it, Carter!'
‐ What?

‐ The bullet.
‐ Where?

Where you were about
to stick your fingers.

‐ This guy has AIDS.
‐ So?

It's a black talon,
the edges are like razors.

Okay.

I'm never going
to find this thing.

Ah, I don't believe it. I don't
believe it, it's right there.

Yeah, I got it.
I got it.

'He's arrested.'

‐ Let's crack him.
‐ Want to do the honors?

[machines beeping]

Has anyone seen
the damn nursing schedule?

I thought
you were in charge of it.

I better have
this weekend off.

I've got National Guard duty.

Oh, God help us.

Has anybody seen
the ultrasound?

Um, everything's a little
disorganized here without Carol.

‐ I would try exam two.
‐ When is she coming back?

We just hope she is coming back.

Suction!
She can't see a thing in here.

Bullet must have
nicked an artery.

Alright, Satinsky.

Intracardiac epi
and calcium ready.

What the hell? This thing is
jammed. I can't use this.

'I'll find another one.'

Doyle, put pressure on the lung.
Carter, do compressions.

‐ I'm squeezing.
‐ No, it's me.

‐ Oh. I got it, I got it.
‐ Good job, you two.

Now, can you hold on
while we take him upstairs?

‐ Yeah.
‐ Sure.

‐ Can I assist?
‐ Is your paper work done?

Signed and in your box.

Okay, let's get him to the OR,
people. Come on, let's go!

What's the ultrasound
doing in there?

Uh, I don't know but that CF Kid
wants to talk to an attending.

Alright, I'll be right there.

Peter?

‐ What are you doing?
‐ Nothing.

It must be something.

‐ When did the pain start?
‐ Last night.

‐ Location?
‐ Mid‐epigastric.

Shifted to the right
lower quadrant this morning.

‐ Fever?
‐ 100.2.

‐ Lie down, Peter.
‐ You know what, Kerry.

‐ It's probably just a virus.
‐ Lie down.

Lydia, can you assist?

Dr. Benton?

(Kerry)
'Relax, peter.'

Sorry. Alert the OR, Dr. Benton
has a hot appendix.

[speaking in Spanish]

Is it true what they say
about, los calvitos?

Girl, es bien apasionado.

Todo lo que quiere
hacer es sexo.

No!

‐ Uh, you guys seen Doug?
‐ Uh, try the admit desk.

‐ What?
‐ Nothing, nothing.

[laughing]

Hey, Doug, you busy?

What's the recommended
antibiotics

for end‐stage
cystic fibrosis?

Uh, I'm sorry.

So I took your advice,
and I canceled with Polly.

‐ Good.
‐ And then, I met Nina.

So now it's drinks with Nina

and then
basketball with Heather.

Mm‐hmm. Great.

So you think I should
call up Heather

and have her meet
me at the stadium?

Then I could spend
more time with Nina.

Alright, I'm just, I'm a little
busy here with a sick kid.

‐ Can we just talk about‐‐
‐ Oh, yeah, yeah, sure.

‐ Catch you later.
‐ Yeah.

‐ Hi.
‐ Hey, mark.

That's a tough case. You know,
that kid with end‐stage CF.

Yeah, If he had a jacks ball
caught in his throat

then maybe I could fix him.

You know, he wants
to be made DNR.

‐ You talked to him?
‐ Yes.

‐ He's my patient.
‐ Well, he spoke to me.

Maybe because you haven't
been listening to him.

He's 17 years old.
It's his mother's decision.

‐ He'll be 18 in three weeks.
‐ So?

So maybe we should
consider his feelings.

He's a teenager,
he's mixed‐up

he ran away from home.

He's also terminally ill

and doesn't want
to be on a respirator.

You know I can't go along
with letting him die.

Can't do it.

Whose problem is this,
his or yours?

Oh, my God. It's true.

I thought the nurses
were just kidding.

Look, Dr. Hicks,
I don't want

any residents operating
on me, okay?

Mm, don't worry, Peter.

It's just your average
run‐of‐the‐mill appendectomy.

Alright, So you'll do it, right?

‐ I'll be there.
‐ Okay.

[sighs]

[groans]

I'd better go scrub.

I need you to sign
this consent form.

If you have any questions,
Dr. Hicks will answer them.

That won't be necessary.

Alright.
Come on, let's, uh

let's get this thing over with.

Okay. Time to prep.

Raise your gown.

[sighs]

‐ It's a mystery.
‐ Doesn't add up.

Here are the patients
with resistant staph.

But none of them were treated
by the same doctor or nurse.

'Where's the missing link?'

'Well, we could put
cameras in the bathrooms'

'to see who doesn't
wash their hands.'

‐ Wait a minute.
‐ What?

'All these charts have the same
handwriting on top.'

You recognize it?

Uh‐huh.

Yeah. Fine.

Hey, Jeanie, Dr. Fischer.

Can I offer you guys
a homemade brownie?

No, thanks.

What, something wrong?

‐ Hey.
‐ What are you doing?

Scrubbing in.

Dr. Hicks said I could
help out on that thoracotomy.

Oh, you're interested
in surgery?

Yeah. I've been thinking
about doing an elective.

Hey, I wanna thank you again

for warning me
about that bullet.

My dad's a cop.

We talk ammo
at the dinner table.

Seriously?

Yeah, you should see
my gun collection.

I got a Beretta 687,
a Winchester Golden Quail

and I got a Tommy Gun
that belonged to Dillinger.

‐ Wow.
‐ Change in plans.

Simon's got the gunshot,
we're doing the appy.

‐ The appy?
‐ Disappointed?

Yeah, yeah,
they're kind of boring.

You haven't seen
the patient yet.

Ho.

[chuckles]

Oh, there is a God.

What are my chances
of getting out of here?

I can't say.

Don't give me that crap.

‐ You still have some time.
‐ Three months, max.

You can spend
that time with Katie.

Great. She can suction
the snot out of my lungs

while I stare at the ceiling.

'I've been in hospitals
my whole life.'

I watched two friends die
on a respirator slowly.

'Wasting away.'

‐ 'No, thanks.'
‐ It's not your decision.

Oh, please.
I'll be 18 in three weeks.

‐ I can't do it.
‐ Well, screw you!

What about me?

It's up to your mom.

She's been telling me
what to do my whole life.

For once, let me do what I want.

No. She's afraid
of losing you.

She's going to lose me anyway.

Talk to her.

Tell her to let me go.

‐ Hey, look who it is.
‐ Hi.

‐ What are you doing here?
‐ Came to pick up my paycheck.

Not here yet.

Thanks for taking our side
against management.

I guess you're paying for it.

Yeah. What are
all these boxes doing here?

Procurement screwed up.

Oh, some fool ordered
by the gross, huh?

Here's my paycheck.

Any idea when
you're coming back?

No. The hearing's
in a couple of weeks, so..

‐ We've missed you.
‐ Thanks.

Well, I'm off to pottery barn
to buy some candles.

See ya.

Someone order some hypodermics?

Ah, this is ridiculous.

I do not need
hand‐washing lessons.

Scrub hard, Jerry,
to scrape off the bacteria.

But the most important thing
is to wash your hands

after you go to the bathroom.

What, every time?

You have the roux retractors?

Yes, Peter, and the army‐navies
and the Kocher.

Okay. Listen, listen.

Make sure you put an "x"
on my right side.

'Cause I don't want you
taking out my left kidney, okay?

I'm putting you
to sleep now.

Where's Dr. Hicks?

Oh, there's been
a last‐minute substitution.

Carter?

Don't worry, Dr. Benton.

I'm going to take
very good care of you.

[moans]

He hates me.

I know he loves me,
but he also hates me.

Is he the only child?

After he was diagnosed

we decided not to risk
passing it on.

So I spoke to Jad, he wants you
to sign his DNR Papers.

Of course, he does.

Uh, he's got a pretty
convincing argument.

Just wants to hurt me.

I don't..
I don't think that's true.

Shouldn't you give him a chance

to, you know,
make this decision?

He's almost 18 years old.

He was a beautiful
baby, Dr. Ross.

When the doctors told us
that he had cystic fibrosis

it was like somebody plunged
a knife into my heart.

And now he's grown up

and he wants
to take control of his life

and he doesn't want to die
hooked up to a respirator.

And you agree with him?

It doesn't..

He doesn't have
much time left.

It just seems a shame
to‐to spend it

fighting with your son.

I don't know what to do.

[sighs]

Well, he does.

Jerry, how we doing
on the board?

Uh, actually, there's
a psychotic wrestler in two.

Would you like me to page
a certain psych consult?

That's an excellent idea.

(Polly)
'Hey, sweet pea.'

Oh, you poor thing having to
work while you're sick.

Polly, I‐I‐I can't talk.
I got laryngitis.

This is elderberry extract.
It's homeopathic.

Cleared my flu right up.

Oh, thank you. Excuse me.

Cancel that page.

Listen, you should go.
I don't want you to catch this.

Mm‐mm.

Not until I make you
an herbal steam

of lavender
for your throat.

Yeah. Uh, Jerry, we'll be
in the lounge.

‐ Shirley?
‐ Yes, sir.

Would you put on
my special music, please?

'Certainly,
Dr. Carter, sir.'

[instrumental version of
"Wagnerian Battle Symphony"]

Scalpel.

(Angela)
'Hold it, Dr. Carter.'

Shirley.

Come here, let's get this one.

[laughing]

(John)
Let's get one
with Dr. Hicks and Dr. Doyle.

(Angela)
'What's your approach?'

I'm going to make a minimal
rocky‐davis incision

in the right lower quadrant
at McBurney's point.

Proceed.

Come on, inhale.

The steam won't work
unless you breathe it in.

Uh, excuse me,
Dr. Greene.

Um, your psychiatrist
is at the desk.

Oh, uh, I'll
be right back.

Thought I told you to cancel.

Yeah, the page went through.
I'm sorry.

Hi.

‐ Did you page me, Mark?
‐ Uh, yeah.

We have a patient in two,
who needs evaluating.

Okay, I'm looking forward
to this evening.

Me, too.

(man on speaker)
'Dr. Greene
to the front desk, please.'

'Emergency at the front desk,
Dr. Greene.'

I'll see you at 7:00.

‐ 6:00.
‐ Right.

Mark, my brother
got us court‐side seats.

I was so excited,
I had to come by.

That's terrific.

Maybe, we could a bite
before the game.

Well, I've, I've got
that meeting at 6:00.

‐ Safety committee?
‐ Yeah.

You know, It's okay I could meet
you at the stadium?

Okay. How about dinner
afterwards?

You know, we should talk,
but I'm really swamped.

Oh, that's okay.
I'll just have a seat.

‐ Yeah.
‐ Uh, Dr. Greene.

You know what, you don't really
want to sit in there.

There's this rampant
staph infection

that's going around the E. R.

So, why don't you just
sit over here.

‐ Here?
‐ Yeah, yeah, this is fine.

I'll be right back.

Mark, you really shouldn't be
on your feet.

You know, Polly,
why don't you go back

and keep that lavender
steaming? Okay?

‐ Yeah.
‐ Thanks.

That is a very
interesting case, Mark.

He says he's diagnosed with
multiple personality disorder.

Really?

‐ Are you okay?
‐ Yeah.

Nina?

Polly?

I haven't seen you
in a blue moon.

I‐I thought you practiced
at Northwestern.

I used to. Are you still
at the gallery?

(Polly)
'I sure am.'

Oh. Mark,
this is Polly McKenzie.

My old friend Polly,
Mark Greene.

I know.

Mark and I are
seeing each other.

(Polly)
'We were supposed
to have dinner tonight'

'but he came down
with the flu, poor baby.'

That's funny.
I thought we were having drinks.

Gee, was that drinks before
or after the basketball game?

You're not sick.

Uh, no, but I'm starting
to feel a little nauseous.

‐ Did he spike a fever?
‐ Five minutes ago.

Get blood cultures times three.

‐ I'll get the intubation tray.
‐ No, no.

His mother signed
a D. N. R. Order.

How you doing, buddy?

[gasps]
Not good.

Remember, Dr. Ross..

Put an O2 mask on him, please.

You're sure?

Yes.

‐ Where's his mom?
‐ She's in the cafeteria.

Get her now, will you? Go!

[breathing heavily]

♪ Fancy gloves though ♪

♪ Wears old Macheath babe ♪

♪ So there's never.. ♪

(Angela)
Shirley, could you
turn that down?

Oh, just a bit.

I am ready to close.

‐ Nice work, carter.
‐ Thanks.

Maybe I'll staple my name
into his belly.

[all laughing]

Alright, let's irrigate
one more time.

We don't want to give
Dr. Benton an abscess.

Dr. Doyle, you want
to suction out Dr. Benton?

Can I have OPDS on a CT‐3?

I will close out,
with a running stitch.

You ever done a one‐handed tie?

No.

I often practice on pigs' feet.

(John)
'But since Dr. Benton
is available..'

'Hold the suture
in your left hand'

'and don't let go.'

'And take it between your thumb
and your forefinger'

'alright'

'around'

'and through.'

Pretty nifty.

Yeah. Yeah.

Would it be all right
if Dr. Doyle tried one?

I don't think
Dr. Benton would mind.

After all, we are
a teaching hospital.

[John chuckles]

Thanks for all your help today.

‐ Yeah, sure.
‐ You know, we make a good team.

Maybe we should
go out again sometime.

‐ No, I don't think so.
‐ It could be fun.

I don't think it's a good idea.

Come on, Jeanie, dinner.

Let's just keep
it professional, okay?

(Lydia)
'His pulse ox is falling, 83.'

‐ What happened?
‐ 'He's in respiratory failure.'

I'm here, sweetheart.

Ah, sweetie.

He stopped breathing.

Oh, my god.

Oh God, I can't watch this.

‐ Intubate him.
‐ Yeah, please.

‐ No. We promised.
‐ 'No, no .'

‐ Mrs. Houston
‐ Do it!

No, no, Mrs. Houston, no.
You signed the paper.

Do it. Well, then,
rip up the paper!

Just do it!

I said do it!

I'm sorry.

(Doug)
'Intubation tray.'

'Hold him down.
I got him.'

'50 of sux. We're gonna have
to paralyze him.'

Hold him down.

Number eight E. T. tube, please.

(man #1)
'I'm in.'

(Doug)
There you go. Bag him.

He's tubed.

I feel like such a klutz.

Lot's of people fall
off step ladders.

I fell over one.

I was hanging a picture
took three steps back

and landed on my ass.

You're lucky.

I guess.

I bet you don't remember me,
do you?

Should I?

I was in here about a year ago.

I weighed 40 pounds less.

I had pneumonia and almost died.

You took care of me.

‐ You have Aids.
‐ Yeah.

I was all set to die.

I said good‐bye to everyone,
I got rid of my stuff

even cashed
in my life insurance.

‐ Then everything changed.
‐ Really?

‐ You've heard of the cocktail.
‐ Mm‐hmm.

My doctor put me on it.

I haven't felt this good
in a long time.

That's great.

It's weird.

It's like I was
on death row

and the governor
called.

Takes a little
getting used to.

But it is a hell
of a lot better than dying.

(Angela)
'Peter?'

Peter, I'm pregnant.

What?

I'm pregnant.

No.

(John)
Dr. Benton.

I'm pregnant.

[sighs]

(John)
'Dr. Benton?'

Dr. Benton?

Dr. Benton?

There we go.

The surgery was
a complete success.

You had an acute
suppurative appendicitis

with no complications.

Here's your appendix.

‐ What?
‐ Shh. Don't try and talk.

You're just coming
out of the anesthesia.

I really screwed up.

‐ I really did.
‐ You did?

I never gave the kid a chance.

And Carla..

...I'm so sorry.

I don't, I don't
know what to do.

No, it's, it‐it‐it's me, Carter.

What's going on?

Uh, you're in the recovery room.

I just took out your appendix.

You want me to call Carla?

‐ What?
‐ You were asking about her.

What else did I say?

Uh, that you screwed up.

That...you regret
treating me so badly.

That, if you could change things
if you could do it over again‐‐

Carter, Carter.

Just...

[both chuckling]

Oh, I was just
coming up to see you.

Really? Did you settle things
with Polly and..

Was it Heather?

I want to apologize.
I was a real jerk today.

Uh‐huh.

I‐I‐I was hoping I could
make it up to you somehow.

‐ Are you free Tuesday night?
‐ Sure.

Great, that's the night
of my sex addicts

and compulsive liars
therapy group.

Nina, I've never acted
like this before.

I'm really sorry
about what happened.

Maybe we could, uh,
maybe we could have lunch.

Maybe.

In the meantime,
whenever you have an urge

to date three women at once..

...snap it.

Hey. Hope I'm not
disturbing you.

No, no.

What's on your mind?

I thought I'd take
you up on your offer.

‐ For dinner?
‐ Yeah.

‐ How about tonight?
‐ That sounds good.

Do you, uh, like zabaglione?

Should I?

I know a great Italian place.

Ah, okay.

Transfer papers
on the Houston boy.

I see you got a bed.

Yeah. They're moving him now.

Thank you, Dr. Ross.

(Katie)
'Thanks.'

Okay.

I'm sorry.

Chuny, I need a couple
of vials of lidocaine.

You still here?

I thought you
had a date.

Ah, cancelled.

They busted you.

They busted me.

Men are so stupid.

How many women were you dating
when you were with me?

‐ Just you.
‐ Really?

Yeah, except for that night,
that ah

my neighbor, the ballerina,
broke up with her boyfriend.

You know I had to comfort her.

Yeah, so that was like
a public service?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, other than
that, I was totally faithful.

Oh, I feel blessed.

You know, I still have
dinner reservations.

‐ Where?
‐ La Soiree.

How come you never
took me to La Soiree?

Well, it's just an oversight,
which I'd like to correct.

I'll have to take
a look at my calendar.

Hey, what are you doing?

Practicing one‐handed sutures.

‐ What is that?
‐ An eggplant.

What did they run out
of pigs' feet?

No. I'm a vegetarian.

Ah.

So, uh..

...you doing anything later?

Um, actually, I, uh,
I‐I got plans.

Okay. Well,
maybe some other time.

If you want,
you can come with me.

I'd love..
Yeah, I'd love to.

Where?

How could you forget to
send in our time cards?

I didn't forget to send
in the time cards.

Then how come we didn't
get our paychecks?

I don't know.

Someone at administration
must have screwed up.

I distinctly remember
collecting all the time cards

wrapping them in a rubber band

and then stuffing them
in my purse.

[gunshot]

Pretty good, except you're
supposed to hit your own target.

You might want to keep
your eyes open this time.

Let me show you.

Okay, now relax.

The trick is,
to caress the butt

and squeeze the trigger slowly.

‐ Oh, my god.
‐ What?

‐ Uh, over there.
‐ Where?

Don't look, maybe she won't
see us.

‐ Who?
‐ That woman in the red sweater.

‐ 'The tall one?'
‐ Don't look.

Why?

That's, that's my ex‐girlfriend,
Amy Elliot.

‐ Girlfriend.
‐ Cop.

We broke up two months ago.
She's jealous as hell.

Take it.

Would you like
some more champagne?

Are you trying
to get me drunk?

Yeah. I need the company.

So you lost all three,
right?

Yes!

I told you.

How was your day?

I don't want to talk about it.

Alright.

So what do you want
to do after dinner?

Mm, see a movie?

Mm, go bowling?

[chuckling sarcastically]

I forgot.

Let's just, uh, get
another bottle of champagne.

I like that idea a lot.

I had a really
nice time.

I hope it is
the first of many.

‐ So there's my car.
‐ Hey, wanna get some coffee?

I know a great little place
a couple of blocks from here.

Well, you know what?
It's getting late.

I got to work early tomorrow.

Are you sure that's the reason?

Well, I'm afraid.

Of what?

Of liking you too much.

What's wrong?

Nobody's done that
in a really long time.

Aren't you afraid?

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