ER (1994–2009): Season 6, Episode 9 - How the Finch Stole Christmas - full transcript
Kovac and Haleh take care of Hathaway's twins so the new mother can finally get some rest. The job transfer for Carla's husband does not get approved allowing Reese to stay in Chicago. Lucy endeavors to get a heart transplant for a young woman and goes to Romano's house begging him to perform the surgery.
[phone ringing]
♪ Just hear those
sleigh bells jinglin' ♪
♪ Ring ting tinglin' to ♪
♪ Come on it's lovely.. ♪
Hello.
Hi, mom.
No. I'm making
the nakypliak right now.
Yeah.
I know it's after 6:00, but..
Well, the day just got away
from me, you know?
Yeah.
♪ ...a wonderland of snow.. ♪
Uh‐huh.
No, I don't..
(Carol)
'Oh, damn it!'
Mommy didn't mean it. No.
[baby crying]
No, everything's fine.
'Kate's just a little cranky.'
Yeah.
No.
I'm feeling better.
[baby crying]
Yeah.
The incision's healed.
Okay, sweetie, okay.
Shh. Shh. Shh.
[fire alarm beeping]
Oh, my God.
♪ There's a birthday party ♪
♪ At the home of Farmer Gray ♪
♪ It'll be
the perfect ending.. ♪
Oh!
♪ ...songs we love to sing ♪
♪ Without a single stop ♪
♪ At the fireplace while
we watch the chestnuts pop ♪
‐ When did the pain start?
‐ A few minutes ago.
He's having difficulty
breathing.
Get an EKG.
[groaning]
Mr. Rollins,
where does it hurt?
‐ You'd better watch out.
‐ What?
You'd better not cry.
Let go of my hand.
♪ You'd better not pout ♪
♪ I'm telling you why ♪
Never mind, Kit.
♪ Santa Claus
is coming to town ♪
Unless you have a legitimate
medical problem‐‐
‐ I do.
‐ What?
I'm bored.
Yeah? Well, at least
you're still alive.
Oh, you mean unlike
that poor woman
they say I raped
and murdered?
‐ We both know the truth, right?
‐ Mm‐mm.
I'm innocent..
...until proven guilty
and the DA can't prove jack..
...thanks to you.
If I could do
things again believe me..
...I would.
You would have let me die?
[theme music]
[music continues]
[phone ringing]
(Chuny)
'Where'd you get it?'
Patient gave it to me
for Christmas.
‐ Pretty.
‐ Yeah.
(Kerry)
Lucy, got a good case here.
Valerie Page, 24,
dilated cardiomyopathy
recent progression of symptoms.
Palpitations,
difficulty breathing.
Cardiologist changed her
medication two days ago.
Throwing PVCs,
six to nine per minute.
(Kerry)
And lift, gently.
I'm on
the heart transplant list.
Okay, how should we proceed?
Call transplant services‐‐
‐ Run a five.
‐ Lucy, multifocal PVCs.
‐ What should we do?
‐ Get the vitals.
BP is 95/60.
Heart rate's 110.
Okay, BP's stable
she's not hypotensive,
so treat with lidocaine?
‐ Right. Do it.
‐ She's in V‐tach.
‐ 'Get the paddles.'
‐ 'No, no, no.'
Check the vitals again.
BP is 95/60.
Heart rate's 160.
‐ 'Lucy?'
‐ I don't know.
Seventy five
of lidocaine
two mg drip.
With normal mentation
and vital signs
lidocaine is still
your first line of treatment.
It's not a good idea to shock
a patient who's wide awake.
She's back to normal sinus.
‐ You feeling better?
‐ Yeah.
[panting]
I wasn't planning
on this for Christmas.
We'll just alter
your medications
and maybe get you home in time
to open presents, okay?
(Kerry)
'Lucy?'
Lily, draw the cardiac labs.
Chuny, order an echo.
‐ Call when you get the results.
‐ 'Okay.'
You do not know
enough about this case
to make those kind of promises.
Her medications
were off, right?
Truth is,
that young lady will be lucky
if she makes it
through the night.
‐ I didn't realize‐‐
‐ Yeah.
As a fourth‐year
you've accumulated
a lot of medical knowledge
now you have to apply it.
Go back in there get
a thorough history and find out
what you can do
for your patient.
[ECG machine beeping]
[phone ringing]
Hey, what's wrong?
Nothing.
Thanks for covering
the transplant service.
Uh, happy to when it means
I can spend Christmas morning
with Reese.
Yeah, well, at least someone
will be enjoying the holiday.
‐ What about you? No plans?
‐ Just work.
Mark's in San Diego
helping his father move.
But with Romano scarce
till the millennium
it seems like a holiday,
doesn't it?
Yeah, you're
right, it does.
Dr. Corday, Detective Cruson
is on the phone for you.
I've got a consult
in the ER.
Call me when that
appy's ready.
Mm‐hmm.
Hello. This is Corday.
Yes.
Yes, I just saw Mr. Rollins.
[sighs]
I see.
I discharged the otitis
in exam three.
One down, 30 to go.
Whoa! Gee!
These lights are a fire hazard.
Is it always this busy
on Christmas eve?
Like the malls
the day after Thanksgiving.
I need a break, Dr. Weaver.
Yeah, we all need
a break, Amira.
It's Ramadan.
I got to pray.
Okay. Yosh, cover
for her, please.
What's in your bag, Santa?
Secret Santa gifts, if you've
been good.
‐ Hey, have I gotten yours yet?
‐ It's in my suitcase.
I'll give it to you
before I leave.
‐ Alright.
‐ Thanks for organizing this.
Anything to help make
working Christmas eve
a little less painful.
Did I mention
I wanted a Gameboy?
(both)
Yes.
You know, Dr. Weaver,
it's not too late
to get in on this
little gift exchange.
You know what, John,
actually there's nothing
that I really need.
[phone ringing]
‐ Excuse me.
‐ Yes.
Uh, gentlemen,
how can I help you?
[retching]
(male #1)
'Oh, no.'
Now you need
some scrubs.
The cardiomyopathy
was diagnosed three years ago
right after she got
the flu on her 21st birthday.
Some birthday present.
There's dilation
of all chambers
and an LV ejection
fraction of 10 percent.
Her previous ejection
fraction was 20.
Doesn't that meet the criteria
to upgrade her for transplant?
I'll call UNOS and tell them
to move her status to level one.
Dr. Benton, they're ready
for you in the OR.
Alright. Tell 'em
I'll be right there.
Make sure you go
over everything with her.
Call cardiology, see if
they have a bed, okay?
Level one.
That means that I'm
a shoo‐in, right?
Well, there's no guarantee
when a new heart
will become available.
[inhales deeply]
A girl can dream.
You know...I almost
went to med school.
What changed your mind?
Hospitals smell.
I hear ya.
I opted for a master's
in fine arts instead.
I'm supposed
to graduate in June.
Really? Me too.
I'm gonna die, aren't I?
If you don't get
a new heart..
...yeah.
We went over to Marty's
for some homemade eggnog
haven't stopped
puking since.
Hasn't anyone
every warned you
about the hazards
of eating raw eggs?
At least we got to
finish our deliveries.
You guys work
for a charity?
No, just a bunch
of Wall Street sharks
lawyers, stock traders.
We take gifts
to homeless shelters
every year to keep us human.
You know, we, uh, we could use
a Mrs. Claus
to round out the group.
Well, I could use a glass
of wine and a hot bath.
Dr. Weaver as Mrs. Claus?
[laughing]
Hold it, Carter.
Compazine rectal suppositories
for all the Santas
and rehydrate until
symptoms subside.
Bah humbug.
If you don't mind me saying,
you look like hell.
Yeah. I'm midway
through a double shift.
Drew the short end
of the stick?
No, I volunteered.
Figured I'd let people spend
some time with their families.
Chad?
‐ Chad? Whoa, whoa, Chad‐‐
‐ Get off of me.
‐ Wait, Chad, Chad..
‐ Take it easy. Take it easy.
It's Dr. Finch. We're going
to help you. What happened?
Uh, he took a nasty header
down the stairs.
W‐watch his neck.
Watch his neck.
[Chad groans]
He got his foot
caught in the banister.
Did he ever lose
consciousness?
Uh, I‐I‐I don't know. Maybe.
He's pretty messed up.
On what? On what?
‐ I got to go.
‐ Wait.
‐ 'Hang in there, dude.'
‐ No, Tony!
Chad, do you have
any neck pain?
(Luka)
Does your neck hurt?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
Get a C‐spine just in case.
Pupils equal,
reactive to light.
No midline tenderness.
BP is 140/90, pulse 68.
Talus shifted laterally
and rotated.
I need to reduce
the deformity.
Okay, I need
right ankle films
and a non‐contrast CT
to rule out a bleed.
‐ Also get a BAL and tox screen.
‐ 'I got it.'
And call the mom,
name's Kottmeier.
Phone number should
be in the old chart.
You're hurting me!
Stop hurting me!
It's okay, Chad.
You're gonna be okay.
[panting]
Ouch.
That is a very delicate
injury indeed.
We were at the mall
waiting in line to see Santa
and Tommy really had to go.
I always tell him
look down before you zip up
but he was in a hurry.
I want to see Santa.
I'm afraid that we're going
to have to cut it off.
(both)
What?
The zipper.
I meant the zipper.
I'll get
the I and D tray.
I want to go back
to the mall!
Okay, Tommy, I have
to clean the area first.
This may sting a little bit.
‐ Ow!
‐ Whoa!
Hold on to him. Tight.
Alright, pickups and metz.
‐ Go away!
‐ I can't watch.
Okay, Tommy,
this is going to pinch.
Ouch!
Ow! Ouch!
All done.
All done.
Is he going to be,
you know, okay down there?
Yeah, once the injury heals,
he's going to be as good as new.
Okay, Tommy, it's all over.
So brave.
‐ Excuse me, Dr. Benton?
‐ I'm in the middle of an appy.
I can see that, but I've
been doing some research
on Valerie Page's condition.
Watch the sterile field.
And I ran across
some articles
'on an LVAD,
left ventricular assist device.'
Sponge stick.
What about it?
An implanted device
could keep
the blood pumping
through her body
until she can get
a transplant.
‐ Hmm. Not an option.
‐ Why not?
No device.
County isn't using that yet.
Let me get a driver
with 2‐0 silk.
But we're about to,
a clinical trial
starts as of January first.
That's two weeks away. Her heart
won't hold out that long.
So then we can transfer
her to Rush.
Their program's
already up and running.
Okay, try and arrange it.
Let me know.
Thanks, Dr. Benton.
Hey, doc,
you taking me on a trip?
You could say that.
(Rollins)
'What's he doing here?'
You're being transferred
to the jail ward.
This is a joke, right?
What, are you..
‐ You getting back at me?
‐ It's no joke.
The police have found evidence
linking you to another murder.
Wait a minute. Look, stop!
I said stop!
‐ Put him in restraints!
‐ You bitch!
You cannot do this to me!
Oh, yes, I can!
Screw you.
[groans]
Okay, spare me
the theatrics.
Ow, my leg.
My leg, it's cramped.
Yeah, and I'm
the queen of England.
‐ Ow.
‐ Goodbye, Mr. Rollins.
Damn it, it hurts.
Dr. Corday, wait.
His right leg
is a little dusky.
Oh, God, it's like somebody's
jabbing me with needles.
‐ How long have you had this?
‐ It just started.
[Rollins groaning]
I can't feel a pedal pulse.
He has
no popliteal pulse either.
‐ Want to get an angiogram?
‐ I suppose so.
Would you hurry up?
It's killing me.
Oh, shut up!
Excuse me.
Fill out a form.
Take a seat.
‐ Actually, I work here.
‐ Hi, Carol.
Ooh, it's about time you brought
those little bundles
of joy around for a visit.
‐ Hi, Haleh.
‐ It's Auntie Haleh. Yes, it is.
I'm‐I'm actually not visiting.
Look at them,
Carol, they're adorable.
Oh. And look at you.
You're almost back
to your fighting‐‐
Hold it, guys.
Kate's not feeling well
and I‐I just want
to have her checked out.
Is there an attending free?
Let's find out.
We'll take
good care of her.
Don't worry.
A‐h‐h‐h, I'm, I'm not worried.
But she may not
make it through the night.
Yeah, you, too.
Rush turn you down?
They can't take her
until tomorrow morning.
No cardiac beds.
‐ Christmas morning. Bummer.
‐ Chuny, wait.
Is it possible
to get surgical equipment
transferred from
other hospitals?
Sure. We do it
between ER's all the time.
What do you have to do?
Well, get a transfer form
and a doctor's signature.
The mall's closed now.
It's not fair.
One more pin
should do it.
Ho, ho, ho!
Merry Christmas!
Santa!
Whoa, careful down there,
little Tommy. Come on up here.
Santa's so sorry that
he missed you at the mall
but he hears that
you've been a very good boy.
‐ You're not Santa.
‐ Oh.
Sure he is, sweetheart.
The Santa at the mall
was fat and wore glasses.
This is Santa's
younger brother.
‐ Go away.
‐ Tommy, stop it!
Well, Santa's got a toy
in here for you, Tommy.
It's...oh!
I want the real Santa,
the one at the mall.
Okay, Tommy,
Santa's got to go now
but he wants to wish you
a very Me‐e‐erry Christmas.
‐ What have we got?
‐ Yo, Santa.
‐ Carter.
‐ Taylor Sparks, 15.
GSW to the left shoulder
during a drive‐by.
Vitals stable,
BP is 140/90, pulse 100.
Hey, dog, get that
stuff out of my face.
Abdomen's benign.
You remember
how many shots were fired?
That punk‐ass Lohman
emptied a clip at me.
Alright, let's roll him.
See if there are
any other entry sites.
Trauma panel..
...chest, and left shoulder.
(Carter)
Back looks clear.
Whoa!
Ho, ho, ho.
Malik.
Not exactly the present
I had in mind.
Hey, fool, that's mine.
(Benton)
Alright, order
a Doppler study.
If the vessels are intact,
we'll leave the bullet in.
Hey, give me back
my piece.
Hey, whatever happened
to peace on earth
goodwill towards men, huh?
You tell us, Santa.
Hey, you're being
a very, very good girl.
Temperature's 100.1.
It was 99.8 when I
took it earlier.
Hmm. When was that?
Two and a half hours ago.
You won't believe
how long it takes us
to get us
out of the house.
She could be a little warm
from being all bundled up.
You think
I'm being crazy, right?
No, it's good
you brought her in.
(Luka)
'I'm sure it's nothing but, uh'
a fever in a four‐week‐old
can be cause for concern.
Exactly, I mean, it's like
I know all of the things
that can go wrong, so..
If you'd like,
we can do a septic workup.
Is that necessary?
Probably not, but, uh,
you're the one who needs
to make that decision
for her own peace of mind.
Well, as a nurse,
I would say no.
And as a mother?
Um, I just want to
make sure everything's okay.
How about we get a urine
and CBC,
but hold off on an LP
till we get
the labs back, huh?
I can live with that.
I want you to draw her blood.
You're the best stick
in the ER.
I'll be nice
and gentle.
Okay.
How are you feeling?
My mom here?
Not yet.
Chad, is your
father around?
Sure. Just saw
him yesterday.
Christmas photo of him
and his new family
vacationing in Florida.
I'd like to call him,
let him know
what's going on with you.
He doesn't care.
Me and mom are better off
without him anyways.
When can I go home?
We're still waiting
on some test results.
Come on. It's Christmas.
Cleo?
Oh, Dr. Finch,
how is he?
Chad has a fractured
dislocation of the right ankle
and we're waiting on a CT
to rule out any head trauma.
Oh, my God.
I‐I‐I don't know
how this happened.
I thought he was upstairs
playing video games.
You were home?
I had some people over,
a small holiday party.
Did you hear Chad fall?
There was music playing,
people talking.
Mrs. Kottmeier, your son has
a blood alcohol level of .26.
Were you aware
he was drinking?
No.
Alright, I let
him have a beer.
One beer, that's it.
It's Christmas eve,
he's on vacation.
He's had more than one beer.
Well, maybe he took
something from the bar
when I wasn't looking.
I get it. You think
this is my fault.
No, I'm not trying
to place blame‐‐
No, you're right. I..
I should have known
what was going on.
I mean, what kind
of a mother am I?
Why don't you
go in to see him?
[instrumental music]
Alright. What do we got?
Howard Waller, 71
MVA on his way
to midnight mass.
‐ I hit Mary.
‐ 'Mary?'
As in the virgin mother.
He lost control of his car
accelerated into a nativity.
I think I passed out.
Complaining of back
and abdominal pain.
Slightly hypotensive.
BP is 100/60,
pulse 90
alert and oriented
at the scene.
Okay, people, here we go,
nice and easy on my count.
One, two, three.
Trauma panel, C‐spine
chest, film, spin a crit.
Okay, Mr. Waller
can you tell me
exactly where
the pain is?
It's around my belt.
I only wear
this suit once a year.
(Waller)
'It doesn't fit me anymore.'
Pulse ox is 95.
Let's get an ultrasound in here.
‐ Find something?
‐ 'Yeah.'
A ten‐centimeter
pulsatile mass
on the left side
below the rib.
(Benton)
'Could be an aneurysm.'
Mr. Waller..
'...there's a good chance
you'll need surgery'
'to repair a leak
in your aorta.'
Is there anyone
you'd like us to contact?
‐ No, there's no one.
‐ Connie, call the OR.
Tell them to prep
a room now, please.
There's a blockage
in your left femoral artery.
A clot has formed
preventing blood
flowing to your leg.
This is a potentially
life‐threatening condition
that requires
immediate surgery.
I'm not letting
you fix me up
so they can put on trial
for some bogus charges.
If the charges are bogus,
you'll be set free.
Without surgery,
you could die.
Yeah, well,
I'll take my chances.
Besides, you know,
I like it here.
Good drugs,
food's not half bad.
And I get off
just looking at you.
You know, every night
after the lights go out
I lie back...
and think...about you.
So your answer's
no to surgery?
That's right.
Well, you'll need to sign
a refusal of consent.
Well, bring it on.
‐ Merry Christmas, Dr. Benton.
‐ What's that?
Since I couldn't
get Valerie Page
transferred to Rush,
I had an LVAD transferred here.
That's a $50,000 device.
Don't be mad,
but I signed your name
as the authorizing
physician.
You did what?
You were in
the middle of surgery.
You should've interrupted me,
you did before.
But there was no time.
‐ I can't do it.
‐ What do you mean?
‐ You can't do it right now?
‐ No, I mean I can't do it.
I'm not qualified to do
an LVAD implantation.
Dr. Romano is the only one
and he's home for the holidays.
‐ But this could save her life.
‐ 'I know.'
Lucy, I'm not qualified.
I'm sorry.
‐ What?
‐ Nothing.
[monitor beeps]
He's in V‐tach!
Grab the paddles.
Charge to 100!
And clear!
Two hundred!
Come on! Come on!
‐ It's not charged yet.
‐ And clear!
♪ ...Merry Christmas
and a happy new year ♪
Crank it to 360.
(Benton)
And clear!
He's back. He's back.
I saw her.
What?
Edith, my wife.
I saw her.
‐ She's not here.
‐ No, no, I know.
She's dead, but I saw her.
[mumbling]
I saw her.
Heard about your
Santa performance.
[chuckles]
First and last.
It's Malik's Gameboy.
I didn't wanna hear his
griping if he didn't get it.
You're a good woman,
Haleh.
No, mom, there's no need
to ruin your Christmas too.
I gotta go, okay?
Bye.
Luka, any word
on Kate's labs?
Yeah, I was just
looking for you.
Her urine is negative
and white count
is basically normal.
"Basically?"
What does that mean?
Uh, the differential
shows five bands
but that's still within
the normal range for her age.
Well, can't the lab
repeat them?
Yeah, but that would mean
sticking Kate again?
Can we do a manual diff?
Well, I will call
the lab supervisor
to see if he can
squeeze one in.
Thanks.
How are you holding up?
‐ In all honesty, I'm exhausted.
‐ I'm not surprised.
Yeah, well,
you know, I can handle
forty patients in one shift
I can't handle two infants.
‐ Welcome to parenthood.
‐ 'Maybe he's out of town.'
‐ 'Or fast asleep.'
‐ Dr. Romano.
This is, uh, Lucy Knight.
Fourth‐year
medical student.
Yes, I realize that
it's almost midnight, but..
No, it's about a patient.
Yes, sir, I understand
that, but..
Okay, if I could just ex..
Hello?
I want my piece back.
Your gun is now the property
of the Chicago Police.
That's whack.
It was a Christmas present
for my little bro.
You were gonna
give him a gun?
Yeah, doc. Cost me
some serious dollars.
‐ How much?
‐ Forty. Now, give it back.
I gave it
to the police.
So what am I supposed
to give my little brother?
Here. It's a Gameboy.
Worth at least
twice that much.
‐ Your brother will love it.
‐ Yeah, whatever.
Merry Christmas!
(Cleo)
'I appreciate you coming in.'
I feel caught between
a rock and hard place on this.
Well, how so?
It obvious Mrs. Kottmeier
cares about her son
but he needs
more than that.
Listen, she's an
alcoholic herself.
Still, her alcoholism
only factors in
if it interferes
with her ability
to provide
for Chad's basic needs.
What if she buys his alcohol
and drinks with him?
‐ Did he say that to you?
‐ No, she did in so many words.
Peter, did you
consent Mr. Waller?
Yeah. Why?
Better get in here.
[ECG machine beeping]
Please, no surgery.
Mr. Waller, you have
a life‐threatening condition.
I'm not afraid to die.
I saw Edith.
‐ His dead wife.
‐ She's waiting for me.
I saw her at the end
of a long tunnel.
And there was this
brilliant white light?
Yes. It was
so peaceful.
What you experienced
was a hallucination
due to an endorphin release
while under severe
physical stress.
No, it was real.
If this isn't happening,
I have a pain consult to do.
Sir, if you don't
have surgery..
...you probably won't
live through the night.
That means Edith and I can
spend Christmas together.
(Lucy)
I'm sorry.
‐ I really tried.
‐ I know.
Trust me, if there was anything
else I could do, I would do it.
Don't worry.
I plan on beating this thing..
...with or without some..
...stupid device.
Okay.
Get some rest.
Keep your strength up.
Hey..
...Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, Valerie.
Breast‐feeding
was so difficult at first.
I felt like this cow
with these huge udders.
You looked
like a natural to me.
Yeah, well, being that
I do it every three hours.
When do you sleep, girl?
‐ 'Oh, sorry.'
‐ No, that's okay.
The kitchen is now closed.
And Auntie Haleh
should get back to work.
(Luka)
'May I?'
Thanks for the chair.
‐ Oh, OB won't miss it.
‐ Okay, okay.
The manual diff
came back.
Kate's white count
is normal.
Oh, that's great.
Do you hear that, sweet pea?
‐ You're gonna be okay.
‐ Probably just a virus.
Not too surprising,
this time of year.
‐ I'm sorry if I've been..
‐ What, a good parent?
No, I was gonna
say difficult.
Yeah, same thing.
Well..
I can't believe
it's 2:00 a. m.
Yeah. It's Christmas.
That's right.
It's Christmas.
(Benton)
I admitted him to ICU.
Donald, I saw your
name on the board.
What are you doing here
at this time of night?
I had a gastroenteritis
turn into an ischemic
bowel on me.
Merry Christmas.
So, Peter, shall we include
Elizabeth in on your dilemma?
I've got a triple‐A patient
who refuses to have surgery
because he believes
he saw his dead wife
waiting for him
on the other side.
That's funny, I have a patient
refusing surgery as well
except mine's
the devil incarnate.
Dean Rollins?
As far as I'm concerned,
good riddance.
And who made you judge and jury?
Donald, you have no idea
how despicable this man is.
Oh, I'm sure I don't.
But being a doctor isn't
about your personal feelings.
'So, let's get back
to your patient.'
Well, I tried talking to him.
He won't listen.
But did you listen?
'You know, this man
is probably frightened'
and thinking
that he saw his dead wife
makes him feel less so.
If he thought
that you understood that
maybe he'd be more receptive
to what you have to say.
But, ultimately,
it's the patient's choice.
Of course.
But we must offer to do
everything we can..
...to keep them alive.
(Lucy)
'Stay, Gretel!
(Romano)
'Okay, you can stop now!'
'You got my attention!'
Before you say anything
I've thought of
at least a dozen reasons
why I shouldn't
be doing this.
Uh, not the least of which
is ruining my career.
Well, I'd love
to hear the others
but since the police
are on their way..
I have a patient,
Valerie Page, 24 years old
dying of cardiomyopathy.
She's on the UNOS list
but an LVAD
could buy her valuable time.
What makes you think
I give a rat's ass?
I'm sorry.
What was I thinking,
coming to you?
A seasoned doctor
who supposedly has dedicated
his entire life
to helping people
while I'm just
a puny medical student
who was stupid enough to think
she could actually make a‐‐
Miss Knight.
What do you want?
I want you
to help my patient.
I want you to help me.
Looking for the fat dude
in the red suit.
There's a lot of 'em
around here. Which one?
The one giving out
the Gameboys.
Ah, Chuny.
I got this. Hi.
We heard you was giving
up Gameboys for gats.
Ah! Uh, well,
that's not exactly true.
I mean, it happened once
but that was sort of a..
...unique situation.
We out of here.
Well, wait, uh...
does it have to be Gameboys?
Hey, Vivian.
I'm looking
for my triple‐A
the guy who saw
his dead wife.
‐ Howard Waller?
‐ Mm‐hmm.
Over there.
He died?
Coded less than
an hour ago.
[instrumental music]
[Benton sighs]
[door buzzes]
You miss me?
‐ I'm curious about something.
‐ Me, too.
Are you a natural redhead?
I'd like to see
for myself.
I find it fascinating
you're willing
to end up a vegetable
for the rest of your
miserable life
just to win
a pissing contest.
Well, that's one contest
with you I'm sure I can win.
If you don't have surgery
the flesh on your leg
will begin to rot
and become painfully infected,
probably gangrenous.
Oh, you're scaring me, doc.
Next, you'll go
into septic shock
which will drop your
blood pressure so low
you'll have
a massive stroke.
You'll wind up drooling
in your food wearing diapers.
Rather like that
pathetic creature over there.
Except, of course,
you'll only have one leg
because they'll be
forced to amputate.
But you'll have won,
Dean Rollins.
Now, is that really
the best you can do?
I'm telling you
the truth.
If you choose
not to believe me
you'll have no one
to blame but yourself.
You do care about me..
...don't you?
As your doctor, I do.
No, not as a doctor..
...as a woman.
Say it.
Say it.
I care.
Then let's do it.
(male #2)
'Crappy generator.'
I'm gonna give that Amish
salesman a piece of my mind.
What do you need
a generator for?
Teotwaki.
The end of the world
as we know it.
Ah, Y2K.
Damn computers
rule our lives.
It doesn't take a genius
to realize we're doomed.
Okay, come with me
for aftercare instructions.
You'll want to change
that dressing in 24 hours.
Haven't they fixed
most of the Y2K glitches?
Only takes one pebble to send
ripples across an entire pond.
And you can bet this place
will be a deathtrap.
Okay, I assure you, Mr. Thorpe
the hospital's
mainframe has been
thoroughly Y2K inspected.
And they checked
the interface
with your
front‐end terminals?
I‐I don't know.
[chuckling]
Come on, I'm gonna show you
how well you've
been inspected.
Chad, your CT
came back negative
which means no injury
to your brain.
[sighs]
Thank God.
So I can go home now?
I'm afraid not.
I've made arrangements
for you to be placed
in an alcohol
treatment program
here in
the hospital.
You did what?
You can't make me
stay here.
As your doctor,
it's my duty
to look out for your
well‐being and safety.
Mom.
Please, Dr. Finch,
don't do this to us.
I'll try harder, really.
Chad was lucky this time,
but what about the next?
I won't get drunk again.
I know you
don't believe me
but this is
for your own good.
I just want to go home.
Please, Dr. Finch..
...I'm begging you
don't take him away from me.
It's Christmas,
for God's sakes.
Which puts Chad
at an even greater risk.
He's out of school,
he's partying with friends‐‐
I promise I won't drink again.
I promise. Please.
It's alright, sweetheart.
It's alright.
It's alright.
(Kottmeier)
'It's alright.'
(male #2)
'Now go to the
month pull‐down'
and change it
to January 2000.
Hit apply, then okay.
‐ Done.
‐ Okay.
Now try to retrieve
my medical chart.
Okay, Mr. Thorpe,
I'm sure we will convince you
that we run a tight
ship here at County.
No records found
for December 25, 1900.
‐ 1900? What, what did you do?
‐ Tight ship.
That's what they said
about the Titanic.
Amira, get
tech support down here!
I'm getting out of here
while I can.
(Malik)
'What do you mean,
you gave it away?'
‐ It was for a good cause.
‐ That was my secret Santa gift.
So, I'll get you another one.
I'm already getting Cleo
a Discman and Connie a blender.
Well, if you ask me these guys
will take you for a ride.
Hey, there's four less
guns on the street.
They can take me
for any ride they want.
Carter, there's a horde
of troublemakers
in chairs asking for you.
Something about
gifts for guns?
‐ 'Thanks, Haleh.'
‐ You're still here.
‐ Where's her mom?
‐ Try exam two.
Thanks.
Connie, keep exam two
clear for a while, okay?
‐ Sure thing.
‐ Thanks.
Oh, I can't believe
this hospital
doesn't have
24‐hour tech support.
Romano's definitely
getting a memo about this.
‐ It's Christmas, Kerry.
‐ Yeah.
Which means that
Y2K is seven days away.
All the more reason
that they should be here.
‐ Computer problems?
‐ The damn thing crashed on me.
I‐I‐I can't get labs.
I can't get medical records.
I got my start in tech support.
Mind if I take a look?
No, that is how I got
into trouble in the first place.
Well, your terminal
looks current.
Uh, it's a software problem.
I could download
a Y2K patch.
That ought to do
the trick.
I guess you can't
make things any worse.
(Corday)
I feel the catheter sliding.
There's some minor resistance.
(Benton)
I'll give you suction.
It'd be so easy
for me to just slip.
Hmm, at least he's gonna
have to stand trial.
Okay, I've got the clot.
[pager beeping]
Shirley, check the foot.
911 page to OR three?
What the hell is
Romano doing here?
‐ 'I feel a pulse.'
‐ Good.
(Corday)
Let's get an angio of the leg.
Check there are
no tears in the artery.
Elizabeth, can you finish here?
I've come this far. Go.
(Romano)
How do we check for
ventricular decompression
once a device is activated?
With a transesophageal echo
you should see
the bowing of the septum.
Fourth year, huh?
Not bad.
(Romano)
Well, it's nice to see
that when the cat's away,
the mouse still jumps.
What's going on?
Just teaching Ms. Knight
the finer points of
an LVAD implantation.
You know, from now on,
I think I'm only gonna
do favors
for the people who come
begging at my doorstep.
Which leads me to ask,
Peter, why wasn't it you?
I never even considered it.
Oh, ye of little faith.
Dr. Romano, I again
just wanna tell you
how much I appreciate
you doing this.
That's enough sucking up,
Lucy. Cut please.
Well, that'll be all, Peter.
I'd like to scrub in.
I'm sorry, Peter,
you didn't earn this one.
Yeah, well,
I'd still like to help.
Ms. Knight,
what do you think?
I think Valerie can use
all the help she can get.
You heard her, Peter.
Scrub in.
The '60s were
from 1961 to 1970.
What about 1960?
That was the last year
of the '50s.
Which means the new millennium
really starts in 2001.
Then why am I spending
half my paycheck
on new year's eve plans?
You and the rest
of the world.
Hey, sleeping beauty.
Wow. God, that felt great.
How long was I out?
About four hours.
It felt like days.
‐ Where are the kids?
‐ Asleep in the pedes room.
Yosh is on duty.
Oh, god, I so appreciate
you guys helping me out.
Hey, what are friends for?
‐ Christmas cookie?
‐ 'Yeah, I'm famished.'
Carol, I heard about Kate.
Is she okay?
‐ Oh, she's fine. Thanks.
‐ Good.
Where are you off to?
Indianapolis
to see the family.
Did they take
the Kottmeier boy upstairs?
‐ A few minutes ago.
‐ Okay.
Merry Christmas!
Kwanzaa, all that.
‐ Bye.
‐ Safe travel.
I'm sorry I can't fit you
and the girls in my two‐seater.
Oh, Haleh,
don't worry about it.
You've done enough
for us already.
Carol, I can give
you a ride.
Since when do
you own a car?
‐ Since I sold my boat.
‐ Oh!
Well, thank you, but you know,
with the girls asleep, I'd‐‐
(Yosh)
'Look who's up.'
Oh, come here,
sweetheart.
I know.
Alright, I'm gonna
go get our stuff.
Yes, yes, yes.
[instrumental music]
[phone ringing]
Quite an arsenal.
Yeah, after I gave away
all the secret Santa gifts
I started writing checks.
Well, call the police department
have an officer
come by to pick 'em up.
I already did.
Double trauma
at the backdoor.
17‐year‐old, drive‐by victim,
single GSW to the thigh.
BP is 130/90,
pulse 110.
‐ Name is Hank Lohman.
‐ Did you say Lohman?
Carter, take the next one.
Scoop and run, 7‐year‐old
gunshot wounds
to the chest and abdomen.
Had a pulse in the field,
lost it en route.
Good ET tube placement.
What happened?
Kid was opening up
his presents
took a bullet
aimed at his neighbor.
Guy they just brought in.
Sons of a bitch.
Let's hang two units of O‐neg
on the rapid infuser
and prep for a Thoracotomy.
‐ He's in fine v‐fib.
‐ Can I have sterile gloves?
‐ Pupils are fixed and dilated.
‐ Alright, let's prep his chest.
‐ Oh, my God.
‐ Where's the blood coming from?
They shot him in the head.
(Kerry)
'How you doing?'
'Full traumatic arrest.'
‐ Thoracotomy tray's ready.
‐ Chest is prepped.
There's gray matter
all over this backboard.
He's dead.
(Romano)
Okay, the pump is de‐aired.
(Benton)
Decrease bypass flow
to two liters per minute.
(Robert)
'Start the LVAD.'
Uh, fixed mode
20 cycles per minute.
[machine whirring]
The moment of truth.
It works.
You're surprised?
(Lucy)
'It's so loud. How's she
gonna sleep at night?'
(Romano)
'Oh, she'll get used to it.'
Just like hearing
the beating of your own heart.
Okay, pump is filling nicely.
Hey, Peter, isn't that
your munchkin out there?
Oh, yeah.
Uh, you mind if I scrub out?
Oh, first, you want in,
then you want out.
Yeah, yeah. I know, I know.
It's Christmas. Go ahead.
‐ Get the hell out of here.
‐ Thanks.
Miss Knight,
care to help me close?
‐ Sure.
‐ If you feel you're up to it.
Absolutely.
Hey, look, I know
I was supposed
to pick him up earlier,
but this surgery came up.
‐ Hey.
‐ 'Save it, Peter.'
It's nothing
I haven't heard before.
Carla, you know
it is the holidays.
We could at least
try...to be civil.
You want civil?
Fine.
Thank you very much
for ruining my life.
And what is that
supposed to mean?
Roger and I aren't moving
to Germany anymore.
What?
When roger asked for time off
for the custody trial
his boss decided he wasn't
promotion material after all.
Um...I..
Look, Carla, I don't
know what to say.
I'm sure you don't.
Look, okay, I'm sorry
about Roger's job
but, no, I'm not sorry
that Reese gets to stay here
with both his parents.
Whatever, Peter.
You won.
Merry Christmas.
Hey.
[indistinct whispering]
Hey, Amira, I'm expecting
an officer to stop by.
How about, uh, that one?
Uh, hey, what happened?
One punk shot another punk.
Took out a little kid
in the process.
Caught this coward
fleeing the scene.
He's got a nasty
cut on his head.
‐ 'It's you?'
‐ What?
You thought I couldn't
score another piece?
You want a gun?
Here, I got guns.
Why don't you take your pick?
You like this one?
How about this one here, huh?
You just pull
the trigger and bang!
Seven‐year‐old's brains get
splattered all over the wall.
(Kerry)
'Hey, Carter! Hey!'
What do you think
you're doing, John?
Merry Christmas!
We'll see how long this lasts.
(Luka)
They had quite a night.
Their first Christmas ever.
It's hard to believe.
It only happens once. Enjoy it.
Mm.
Luka, wait.
Do you have Christmas plans?
Oh, like those two
over there, sleep.
Why don't you stay
for some eggnog?
It's the least I can do
for all you've done.
And what, and end up
like those Santas?
I don't think so.
Come on. It's tradition.
Oh, what's
in that eggnog exactly?
Eggs sugar...milk, rum..
Rum?
You know what?
I‐I suppose I can risk it, huh?
[chuckles]
Okay.
[baby cooing]
Next few days, a bland diet
clear fluids, rice, bread.
Well, things like that.
Hey, uh, computer running okay?
Oh, yes, and thank you.
Thank you so much for your help.
I appreciate it.
Santa always aims to please.
Say, you wouldn't know a place
to get bland food around here?
Ah, well, Doc Magoo's
is right across the street
and you can't get
much blander than that.
They open on Christmas?
Yeah, always open, just like us.
Well, sounds perfect. Thanks.
Dr. Weaver.
‐ Hmm?
‐ Care to join us?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I..
My treat.
Um..
...free bland food.
[both chuckle]
‐ Sure.
‐ Okay.
(Kerry)
So, you, uh, work
with computers, huh?
Yeah, I own my own
software company.
Just went public.
Really?
I'm always looking for
investment opportunities.
Oh.
Since we split the breast bone
your chest will hurt
for quite a few weeks.
That's a small price to pay.
So, how's our lovely patient?
She's doing great.
Pressure's up.
Kidney function's improving.
Good. Carry on.
I'm going back
from whence I came.
Oh, by the way, Miss Knight
you're going to have
to come by my office
sometime next week
to discuss
suitable disciplinary action.
Nothing personal, but I do have
a reputation to maintain.
♪ So this is Christmas ♪
What was that all about?
Nothing.
I cannot thank you enough,
Dr. Knight.
I'm not a doctor yet.
You are to me.
Oh!
God, I am so tired.
♪ I hope you have fun ♪
♪ The near and the dear ones ♪
♪ The old and the young ♪
♪ A very merry Christmas ♪
♪ And a happy new year ♪
♪ Let's hope it's a good one ♪
♪ Without any fear ♪
[theme music]
♪ Just hear those
sleigh bells jinglin' ♪
♪ Ring ting tinglin' to ♪
♪ Come on it's lovely.. ♪
Hello.
Hi, mom.
No. I'm making
the nakypliak right now.
Yeah.
I know it's after 6:00, but..
Well, the day just got away
from me, you know?
Yeah.
♪ ...a wonderland of snow.. ♪
Uh‐huh.
No, I don't..
(Carol)
'Oh, damn it!'
Mommy didn't mean it. No.
[baby crying]
No, everything's fine.
'Kate's just a little cranky.'
Yeah.
No.
I'm feeling better.
[baby crying]
Yeah.
The incision's healed.
Okay, sweetie, okay.
Shh. Shh. Shh.
[fire alarm beeping]
Oh, my God.
♪ There's a birthday party ♪
♪ At the home of Farmer Gray ♪
♪ It'll be
the perfect ending.. ♪
Oh!
♪ ...songs we love to sing ♪
♪ Without a single stop ♪
♪ At the fireplace while
we watch the chestnuts pop ♪
‐ When did the pain start?
‐ A few minutes ago.
He's having difficulty
breathing.
Get an EKG.
[groaning]
Mr. Rollins,
where does it hurt?
‐ You'd better watch out.
‐ What?
You'd better not cry.
Let go of my hand.
♪ You'd better not pout ♪
♪ I'm telling you why ♪
Never mind, Kit.
♪ Santa Claus
is coming to town ♪
Unless you have a legitimate
medical problem‐‐
‐ I do.
‐ What?
I'm bored.
Yeah? Well, at least
you're still alive.
Oh, you mean unlike
that poor woman
they say I raped
and murdered?
‐ We both know the truth, right?
‐ Mm‐mm.
I'm innocent..
...until proven guilty
and the DA can't prove jack..
...thanks to you.
If I could do
things again believe me..
...I would.
You would have let me die?
[theme music]
[music continues]
[phone ringing]
(Chuny)
'Where'd you get it?'
Patient gave it to me
for Christmas.
‐ Pretty.
‐ Yeah.
(Kerry)
Lucy, got a good case here.
Valerie Page, 24,
dilated cardiomyopathy
recent progression of symptoms.
Palpitations,
difficulty breathing.
Cardiologist changed her
medication two days ago.
Throwing PVCs,
six to nine per minute.
(Kerry)
And lift, gently.
I'm on
the heart transplant list.
Okay, how should we proceed?
Call transplant services‐‐
‐ Run a five.
‐ Lucy, multifocal PVCs.
‐ What should we do?
‐ Get the vitals.
BP is 95/60.
Heart rate's 110.
Okay, BP's stable
she's not hypotensive,
so treat with lidocaine?
‐ Right. Do it.
‐ She's in V‐tach.
‐ 'Get the paddles.'
‐ 'No, no, no.'
Check the vitals again.
BP is 95/60.
Heart rate's 160.
‐ 'Lucy?'
‐ I don't know.
Seventy five
of lidocaine
two mg drip.
With normal mentation
and vital signs
lidocaine is still
your first line of treatment.
It's not a good idea to shock
a patient who's wide awake.
She's back to normal sinus.
‐ You feeling better?
‐ Yeah.
[panting]
I wasn't planning
on this for Christmas.
We'll just alter
your medications
and maybe get you home in time
to open presents, okay?
(Kerry)
'Lucy?'
Lily, draw the cardiac labs.
Chuny, order an echo.
‐ Call when you get the results.
‐ 'Okay.'
You do not know
enough about this case
to make those kind of promises.
Her medications
were off, right?
Truth is,
that young lady will be lucky
if she makes it
through the night.
‐ I didn't realize‐‐
‐ Yeah.
As a fourth‐year
you've accumulated
a lot of medical knowledge
now you have to apply it.
Go back in there get
a thorough history and find out
what you can do
for your patient.
[ECG machine beeping]
[phone ringing]
Hey, what's wrong?
Nothing.
Thanks for covering
the transplant service.
Uh, happy to when it means
I can spend Christmas morning
with Reese.
Yeah, well, at least someone
will be enjoying the holiday.
‐ What about you? No plans?
‐ Just work.
Mark's in San Diego
helping his father move.
But with Romano scarce
till the millennium
it seems like a holiday,
doesn't it?
Yeah, you're
right, it does.
Dr. Corday, Detective Cruson
is on the phone for you.
I've got a consult
in the ER.
Call me when that
appy's ready.
Mm‐hmm.
Hello. This is Corday.
Yes.
Yes, I just saw Mr. Rollins.
[sighs]
I see.
I discharged the otitis
in exam three.
One down, 30 to go.
Whoa! Gee!
These lights are a fire hazard.
Is it always this busy
on Christmas eve?
Like the malls
the day after Thanksgiving.
I need a break, Dr. Weaver.
Yeah, we all need
a break, Amira.
It's Ramadan.
I got to pray.
Okay. Yosh, cover
for her, please.
What's in your bag, Santa?
Secret Santa gifts, if you've
been good.
‐ Hey, have I gotten yours yet?
‐ It's in my suitcase.
I'll give it to you
before I leave.
‐ Alright.
‐ Thanks for organizing this.
Anything to help make
working Christmas eve
a little less painful.
Did I mention
I wanted a Gameboy?
(both)
Yes.
You know, Dr. Weaver,
it's not too late
to get in on this
little gift exchange.
You know what, John,
actually there's nothing
that I really need.
[phone ringing]
‐ Excuse me.
‐ Yes.
Uh, gentlemen,
how can I help you?
[retching]
(male #1)
'Oh, no.'
Now you need
some scrubs.
The cardiomyopathy
was diagnosed three years ago
right after she got
the flu on her 21st birthday.
Some birthday present.
There's dilation
of all chambers
and an LV ejection
fraction of 10 percent.
Her previous ejection
fraction was 20.
Doesn't that meet the criteria
to upgrade her for transplant?
I'll call UNOS and tell them
to move her status to level one.
Dr. Benton, they're ready
for you in the OR.
Alright. Tell 'em
I'll be right there.
Make sure you go
over everything with her.
Call cardiology, see if
they have a bed, okay?
Level one.
That means that I'm
a shoo‐in, right?
Well, there's no guarantee
when a new heart
will become available.
[inhales deeply]
A girl can dream.
You know...I almost
went to med school.
What changed your mind?
Hospitals smell.
I hear ya.
I opted for a master's
in fine arts instead.
I'm supposed
to graduate in June.
Really? Me too.
I'm gonna die, aren't I?
If you don't get
a new heart..
...yeah.
We went over to Marty's
for some homemade eggnog
haven't stopped
puking since.
Hasn't anyone
every warned you
about the hazards
of eating raw eggs?
At least we got to
finish our deliveries.
You guys work
for a charity?
No, just a bunch
of Wall Street sharks
lawyers, stock traders.
We take gifts
to homeless shelters
every year to keep us human.
You know, we, uh, we could use
a Mrs. Claus
to round out the group.
Well, I could use a glass
of wine and a hot bath.
Dr. Weaver as Mrs. Claus?
[laughing]
Hold it, Carter.
Compazine rectal suppositories
for all the Santas
and rehydrate until
symptoms subside.
Bah humbug.
If you don't mind me saying,
you look like hell.
Yeah. I'm midway
through a double shift.
Drew the short end
of the stick?
No, I volunteered.
Figured I'd let people spend
some time with their families.
Chad?
‐ Chad? Whoa, whoa, Chad‐‐
‐ Get off of me.
‐ Wait, Chad, Chad..
‐ Take it easy. Take it easy.
It's Dr. Finch. We're going
to help you. What happened?
Uh, he took a nasty header
down the stairs.
W‐watch his neck.
Watch his neck.
[Chad groans]
He got his foot
caught in the banister.
Did he ever lose
consciousness?
Uh, I‐I‐I don't know. Maybe.
He's pretty messed up.
On what? On what?
‐ I got to go.
‐ Wait.
‐ 'Hang in there, dude.'
‐ No, Tony!
Chad, do you have
any neck pain?
(Luka)
Does your neck hurt?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
Get a C‐spine just in case.
Pupils equal,
reactive to light.
No midline tenderness.
BP is 140/90, pulse 68.
Talus shifted laterally
and rotated.
I need to reduce
the deformity.
Okay, I need
right ankle films
and a non‐contrast CT
to rule out a bleed.
‐ Also get a BAL and tox screen.
‐ 'I got it.'
And call the mom,
name's Kottmeier.
Phone number should
be in the old chart.
You're hurting me!
Stop hurting me!
It's okay, Chad.
You're gonna be okay.
[panting]
Ouch.
That is a very delicate
injury indeed.
We were at the mall
waiting in line to see Santa
and Tommy really had to go.
I always tell him
look down before you zip up
but he was in a hurry.
I want to see Santa.
I'm afraid that we're going
to have to cut it off.
(both)
What?
The zipper.
I meant the zipper.
I'll get
the I and D tray.
I want to go back
to the mall!
Okay, Tommy, I have
to clean the area first.
This may sting a little bit.
‐ Ow!
‐ Whoa!
Hold on to him. Tight.
Alright, pickups and metz.
‐ Go away!
‐ I can't watch.
Okay, Tommy,
this is going to pinch.
Ouch!
Ow! Ouch!
All done.
All done.
Is he going to be,
you know, okay down there?
Yeah, once the injury heals,
he's going to be as good as new.
Okay, Tommy, it's all over.
So brave.
‐ Excuse me, Dr. Benton?
‐ I'm in the middle of an appy.
I can see that, but I've
been doing some research
on Valerie Page's condition.
Watch the sterile field.
And I ran across
some articles
'on an LVAD,
left ventricular assist device.'
Sponge stick.
What about it?
An implanted device
could keep
the blood pumping
through her body
until she can get
a transplant.
‐ Hmm. Not an option.
‐ Why not?
No device.
County isn't using that yet.
Let me get a driver
with 2‐0 silk.
But we're about to,
a clinical trial
starts as of January first.
That's two weeks away. Her heart
won't hold out that long.
So then we can transfer
her to Rush.
Their program's
already up and running.
Okay, try and arrange it.
Let me know.
Thanks, Dr. Benton.
Hey, doc,
you taking me on a trip?
You could say that.
(Rollins)
'What's he doing here?'
You're being transferred
to the jail ward.
This is a joke, right?
What, are you..
‐ You getting back at me?
‐ It's no joke.
The police have found evidence
linking you to another murder.
Wait a minute. Look, stop!
I said stop!
‐ Put him in restraints!
‐ You bitch!
You cannot do this to me!
Oh, yes, I can!
Screw you.
[groans]
Okay, spare me
the theatrics.
Ow, my leg.
My leg, it's cramped.
Yeah, and I'm
the queen of England.
‐ Ow.
‐ Goodbye, Mr. Rollins.
Damn it, it hurts.
Dr. Corday, wait.
His right leg
is a little dusky.
Oh, God, it's like somebody's
jabbing me with needles.
‐ How long have you had this?
‐ It just started.
[Rollins groaning]
I can't feel a pedal pulse.
He has
no popliteal pulse either.
‐ Want to get an angiogram?
‐ I suppose so.
Would you hurry up?
It's killing me.
Oh, shut up!
Excuse me.
Fill out a form.
Take a seat.
‐ Actually, I work here.
‐ Hi, Carol.
Ooh, it's about time you brought
those little bundles
of joy around for a visit.
‐ Hi, Haleh.
‐ It's Auntie Haleh. Yes, it is.
I'm‐I'm actually not visiting.
Look at them,
Carol, they're adorable.
Oh. And look at you.
You're almost back
to your fighting‐‐
Hold it, guys.
Kate's not feeling well
and I‐I just want
to have her checked out.
Is there an attending free?
Let's find out.
We'll take
good care of her.
Don't worry.
A‐h‐h‐h, I'm, I'm not worried.
But she may not
make it through the night.
Yeah, you, too.
Rush turn you down?
They can't take her
until tomorrow morning.
No cardiac beds.
‐ Christmas morning. Bummer.
‐ Chuny, wait.
Is it possible
to get surgical equipment
transferred from
other hospitals?
Sure. We do it
between ER's all the time.
What do you have to do?
Well, get a transfer form
and a doctor's signature.
The mall's closed now.
It's not fair.
One more pin
should do it.
Ho, ho, ho!
Merry Christmas!
Santa!
Whoa, careful down there,
little Tommy. Come on up here.
Santa's so sorry that
he missed you at the mall
but he hears that
you've been a very good boy.
‐ You're not Santa.
‐ Oh.
Sure he is, sweetheart.
The Santa at the mall
was fat and wore glasses.
This is Santa's
younger brother.
‐ Go away.
‐ Tommy, stop it!
Well, Santa's got a toy
in here for you, Tommy.
It's...oh!
I want the real Santa,
the one at the mall.
Okay, Tommy,
Santa's got to go now
but he wants to wish you
a very Me‐e‐erry Christmas.
‐ What have we got?
‐ Yo, Santa.
‐ Carter.
‐ Taylor Sparks, 15.
GSW to the left shoulder
during a drive‐by.
Vitals stable,
BP is 140/90, pulse 100.
Hey, dog, get that
stuff out of my face.
Abdomen's benign.
You remember
how many shots were fired?
That punk‐ass Lohman
emptied a clip at me.
Alright, let's roll him.
See if there are
any other entry sites.
Trauma panel..
...chest, and left shoulder.
(Carter)
Back looks clear.
Whoa!
Ho, ho, ho.
Malik.
Not exactly the present
I had in mind.
Hey, fool, that's mine.
(Benton)
Alright, order
a Doppler study.
If the vessels are intact,
we'll leave the bullet in.
Hey, give me back
my piece.
Hey, whatever happened
to peace on earth
goodwill towards men, huh?
You tell us, Santa.
Hey, you're being
a very, very good girl.
Temperature's 100.1.
It was 99.8 when I
took it earlier.
Hmm. When was that?
Two and a half hours ago.
You won't believe
how long it takes us
to get us
out of the house.
She could be a little warm
from being all bundled up.
You think
I'm being crazy, right?
No, it's good
you brought her in.
(Luka)
'I'm sure it's nothing but, uh'
a fever in a four‐week‐old
can be cause for concern.
Exactly, I mean, it's like
I know all of the things
that can go wrong, so..
If you'd like,
we can do a septic workup.
Is that necessary?
Probably not, but, uh,
you're the one who needs
to make that decision
for her own peace of mind.
Well, as a nurse,
I would say no.
And as a mother?
Um, I just want to
make sure everything's okay.
How about we get a urine
and CBC,
but hold off on an LP
till we get
the labs back, huh?
I can live with that.
I want you to draw her blood.
You're the best stick
in the ER.
I'll be nice
and gentle.
Okay.
How are you feeling?
My mom here?
Not yet.
Chad, is your
father around?
Sure. Just saw
him yesterday.
Christmas photo of him
and his new family
vacationing in Florida.
I'd like to call him,
let him know
what's going on with you.
He doesn't care.
Me and mom are better off
without him anyways.
When can I go home?
We're still waiting
on some test results.
Come on. It's Christmas.
Cleo?
Oh, Dr. Finch,
how is he?
Chad has a fractured
dislocation of the right ankle
and we're waiting on a CT
to rule out any head trauma.
Oh, my God.
I‐I‐I don't know
how this happened.
I thought he was upstairs
playing video games.
You were home?
I had some people over,
a small holiday party.
Did you hear Chad fall?
There was music playing,
people talking.
Mrs. Kottmeier, your son has
a blood alcohol level of .26.
Were you aware
he was drinking?
No.
Alright, I let
him have a beer.
One beer, that's it.
It's Christmas eve,
he's on vacation.
He's had more than one beer.
Well, maybe he took
something from the bar
when I wasn't looking.
I get it. You think
this is my fault.
No, I'm not trying
to place blame‐‐
No, you're right. I..
I should have known
what was going on.
I mean, what kind
of a mother am I?
Why don't you
go in to see him?
[instrumental music]
Alright. What do we got?
Howard Waller, 71
MVA on his way
to midnight mass.
‐ I hit Mary.
‐ 'Mary?'
As in the virgin mother.
He lost control of his car
accelerated into a nativity.
I think I passed out.
Complaining of back
and abdominal pain.
Slightly hypotensive.
BP is 100/60,
pulse 90
alert and oriented
at the scene.
Okay, people, here we go,
nice and easy on my count.
One, two, three.
Trauma panel, C‐spine
chest, film, spin a crit.
Okay, Mr. Waller
can you tell me
exactly where
the pain is?
It's around my belt.
I only wear
this suit once a year.
(Waller)
'It doesn't fit me anymore.'
Pulse ox is 95.
Let's get an ultrasound in here.
‐ Find something?
‐ 'Yeah.'
A ten‐centimeter
pulsatile mass
on the left side
below the rib.
(Benton)
'Could be an aneurysm.'
Mr. Waller..
'...there's a good chance
you'll need surgery'
'to repair a leak
in your aorta.'
Is there anyone
you'd like us to contact?
‐ No, there's no one.
‐ Connie, call the OR.
Tell them to prep
a room now, please.
There's a blockage
in your left femoral artery.
A clot has formed
preventing blood
flowing to your leg.
This is a potentially
life‐threatening condition
that requires
immediate surgery.
I'm not letting
you fix me up
so they can put on trial
for some bogus charges.
If the charges are bogus,
you'll be set free.
Without surgery,
you could die.
Yeah, well,
I'll take my chances.
Besides, you know,
I like it here.
Good drugs,
food's not half bad.
And I get off
just looking at you.
You know, every night
after the lights go out
I lie back...
and think...about you.
So your answer's
no to surgery?
That's right.
Well, you'll need to sign
a refusal of consent.
Well, bring it on.
‐ Merry Christmas, Dr. Benton.
‐ What's that?
Since I couldn't
get Valerie Page
transferred to Rush,
I had an LVAD transferred here.
That's a $50,000 device.
Don't be mad,
but I signed your name
as the authorizing
physician.
You did what?
You were in
the middle of surgery.
You should've interrupted me,
you did before.
But there was no time.
‐ I can't do it.
‐ What do you mean?
‐ You can't do it right now?
‐ No, I mean I can't do it.
I'm not qualified to do
an LVAD implantation.
Dr. Romano is the only one
and he's home for the holidays.
‐ But this could save her life.
‐ 'I know.'
Lucy, I'm not qualified.
I'm sorry.
‐ What?
‐ Nothing.
[monitor beeps]
He's in V‐tach!
Grab the paddles.
Charge to 100!
And clear!
Two hundred!
Come on! Come on!
‐ It's not charged yet.
‐ And clear!
♪ ...Merry Christmas
and a happy new year ♪
Crank it to 360.
(Benton)
And clear!
He's back. He's back.
I saw her.
What?
Edith, my wife.
I saw her.
‐ She's not here.
‐ No, no, I know.
She's dead, but I saw her.
[mumbling]
I saw her.
Heard about your
Santa performance.
[chuckles]
First and last.
It's Malik's Gameboy.
I didn't wanna hear his
griping if he didn't get it.
You're a good woman,
Haleh.
No, mom, there's no need
to ruin your Christmas too.
I gotta go, okay?
Bye.
Luka, any word
on Kate's labs?
Yeah, I was just
looking for you.
Her urine is negative
and white count
is basically normal.
"Basically?"
What does that mean?
Uh, the differential
shows five bands
but that's still within
the normal range for her age.
Well, can't the lab
repeat them?
Yeah, but that would mean
sticking Kate again?
Can we do a manual diff?
Well, I will call
the lab supervisor
to see if he can
squeeze one in.
Thanks.
How are you holding up?
‐ In all honesty, I'm exhausted.
‐ I'm not surprised.
Yeah, well,
you know, I can handle
forty patients in one shift
I can't handle two infants.
‐ Welcome to parenthood.
‐ 'Maybe he's out of town.'
‐ 'Or fast asleep.'
‐ Dr. Romano.
This is, uh, Lucy Knight.
Fourth‐year
medical student.
Yes, I realize that
it's almost midnight, but..
No, it's about a patient.
Yes, sir, I understand
that, but..
Okay, if I could just ex..
Hello?
I want my piece back.
Your gun is now the property
of the Chicago Police.
That's whack.
It was a Christmas present
for my little bro.
You were gonna
give him a gun?
Yeah, doc. Cost me
some serious dollars.
‐ How much?
‐ Forty. Now, give it back.
I gave it
to the police.
So what am I supposed
to give my little brother?
Here. It's a Gameboy.
Worth at least
twice that much.
‐ Your brother will love it.
‐ Yeah, whatever.
Merry Christmas!
(Cleo)
'I appreciate you coming in.'
I feel caught between
a rock and hard place on this.
Well, how so?
It obvious Mrs. Kottmeier
cares about her son
but he needs
more than that.
Listen, she's an
alcoholic herself.
Still, her alcoholism
only factors in
if it interferes
with her ability
to provide
for Chad's basic needs.
What if she buys his alcohol
and drinks with him?
‐ Did he say that to you?
‐ No, she did in so many words.
Peter, did you
consent Mr. Waller?
Yeah. Why?
Better get in here.
[ECG machine beeping]
Please, no surgery.
Mr. Waller, you have
a life‐threatening condition.
I'm not afraid to die.
I saw Edith.
‐ His dead wife.
‐ She's waiting for me.
I saw her at the end
of a long tunnel.
And there was this
brilliant white light?
Yes. It was
so peaceful.
What you experienced
was a hallucination
due to an endorphin release
while under severe
physical stress.
No, it was real.
If this isn't happening,
I have a pain consult to do.
Sir, if you don't
have surgery..
...you probably won't
live through the night.
That means Edith and I can
spend Christmas together.
(Lucy)
I'm sorry.
‐ I really tried.
‐ I know.
Trust me, if there was anything
else I could do, I would do it.
Don't worry.
I plan on beating this thing..
...with or without some..
...stupid device.
Okay.
Get some rest.
Keep your strength up.
Hey..
...Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, Valerie.
Breast‐feeding
was so difficult at first.
I felt like this cow
with these huge udders.
You looked
like a natural to me.
Yeah, well, being that
I do it every three hours.
When do you sleep, girl?
‐ 'Oh, sorry.'
‐ No, that's okay.
The kitchen is now closed.
And Auntie Haleh
should get back to work.
(Luka)
'May I?'
Thanks for the chair.
‐ Oh, OB won't miss it.
‐ Okay, okay.
The manual diff
came back.
Kate's white count
is normal.
Oh, that's great.
Do you hear that, sweet pea?
‐ You're gonna be okay.
‐ Probably just a virus.
Not too surprising,
this time of year.
‐ I'm sorry if I've been..
‐ What, a good parent?
No, I was gonna
say difficult.
Yeah, same thing.
Well..
I can't believe
it's 2:00 a. m.
Yeah. It's Christmas.
That's right.
It's Christmas.
(Benton)
I admitted him to ICU.
Donald, I saw your
name on the board.
What are you doing here
at this time of night?
I had a gastroenteritis
turn into an ischemic
bowel on me.
Merry Christmas.
So, Peter, shall we include
Elizabeth in on your dilemma?
I've got a triple‐A patient
who refuses to have surgery
because he believes
he saw his dead wife
waiting for him
on the other side.
That's funny, I have a patient
refusing surgery as well
except mine's
the devil incarnate.
Dean Rollins?
As far as I'm concerned,
good riddance.
And who made you judge and jury?
Donald, you have no idea
how despicable this man is.
Oh, I'm sure I don't.
But being a doctor isn't
about your personal feelings.
'So, let's get back
to your patient.'
Well, I tried talking to him.
He won't listen.
But did you listen?
'You know, this man
is probably frightened'
and thinking
that he saw his dead wife
makes him feel less so.
If he thought
that you understood that
maybe he'd be more receptive
to what you have to say.
But, ultimately,
it's the patient's choice.
Of course.
But we must offer to do
everything we can..
...to keep them alive.
(Lucy)
'Stay, Gretel!
(Romano)
'Okay, you can stop now!'
'You got my attention!'
Before you say anything
I've thought of
at least a dozen reasons
why I shouldn't
be doing this.
Uh, not the least of which
is ruining my career.
Well, I'd love
to hear the others
but since the police
are on their way..
I have a patient,
Valerie Page, 24 years old
dying of cardiomyopathy.
She's on the UNOS list
but an LVAD
could buy her valuable time.
What makes you think
I give a rat's ass?
I'm sorry.
What was I thinking,
coming to you?
A seasoned doctor
who supposedly has dedicated
his entire life
to helping people
while I'm just
a puny medical student
who was stupid enough to think
she could actually make a‐‐
Miss Knight.
What do you want?
I want you
to help my patient.
I want you to help me.
Looking for the fat dude
in the red suit.
There's a lot of 'em
around here. Which one?
The one giving out
the Gameboys.
Ah, Chuny.
I got this. Hi.
We heard you was giving
up Gameboys for gats.
Ah! Uh, well,
that's not exactly true.
I mean, it happened once
but that was sort of a..
...unique situation.
We out of here.
Well, wait, uh...
does it have to be Gameboys?
Hey, Vivian.
I'm looking
for my triple‐A
the guy who saw
his dead wife.
‐ Howard Waller?
‐ Mm‐hmm.
Over there.
He died?
Coded less than
an hour ago.
[instrumental music]
[Benton sighs]
[door buzzes]
You miss me?
‐ I'm curious about something.
‐ Me, too.
Are you a natural redhead?
I'd like to see
for myself.
I find it fascinating
you're willing
to end up a vegetable
for the rest of your
miserable life
just to win
a pissing contest.
Well, that's one contest
with you I'm sure I can win.
If you don't have surgery
the flesh on your leg
will begin to rot
and become painfully infected,
probably gangrenous.
Oh, you're scaring me, doc.
Next, you'll go
into septic shock
which will drop your
blood pressure so low
you'll have
a massive stroke.
You'll wind up drooling
in your food wearing diapers.
Rather like that
pathetic creature over there.
Except, of course,
you'll only have one leg
because they'll be
forced to amputate.
But you'll have won,
Dean Rollins.
Now, is that really
the best you can do?
I'm telling you
the truth.
If you choose
not to believe me
you'll have no one
to blame but yourself.
You do care about me..
...don't you?
As your doctor, I do.
No, not as a doctor..
...as a woman.
Say it.
Say it.
I care.
Then let's do it.
(male #2)
'Crappy generator.'
I'm gonna give that Amish
salesman a piece of my mind.
What do you need
a generator for?
Teotwaki.
The end of the world
as we know it.
Ah, Y2K.
Damn computers
rule our lives.
It doesn't take a genius
to realize we're doomed.
Okay, come with me
for aftercare instructions.
You'll want to change
that dressing in 24 hours.
Haven't they fixed
most of the Y2K glitches?
Only takes one pebble to send
ripples across an entire pond.
And you can bet this place
will be a deathtrap.
Okay, I assure you, Mr. Thorpe
the hospital's
mainframe has been
thoroughly Y2K inspected.
And they checked
the interface
with your
front‐end terminals?
I‐I don't know.
[chuckling]
Come on, I'm gonna show you
how well you've
been inspected.
Chad, your CT
came back negative
which means no injury
to your brain.
[sighs]
Thank God.
So I can go home now?
I'm afraid not.
I've made arrangements
for you to be placed
in an alcohol
treatment program
here in
the hospital.
You did what?
You can't make me
stay here.
As your doctor,
it's my duty
to look out for your
well‐being and safety.
Mom.
Please, Dr. Finch,
don't do this to us.
I'll try harder, really.
Chad was lucky this time,
but what about the next?
I won't get drunk again.
I know you
don't believe me
but this is
for your own good.
I just want to go home.
Please, Dr. Finch..
...I'm begging you
don't take him away from me.
It's Christmas,
for God's sakes.
Which puts Chad
at an even greater risk.
He's out of school,
he's partying with friends‐‐
I promise I won't drink again.
I promise. Please.
It's alright, sweetheart.
It's alright.
It's alright.
(Kottmeier)
'It's alright.'
(male #2)
'Now go to the
month pull‐down'
and change it
to January 2000.
Hit apply, then okay.
‐ Done.
‐ Okay.
Now try to retrieve
my medical chart.
Okay, Mr. Thorpe,
I'm sure we will convince you
that we run a tight
ship here at County.
No records found
for December 25, 1900.
‐ 1900? What, what did you do?
‐ Tight ship.
That's what they said
about the Titanic.
Amira, get
tech support down here!
I'm getting out of here
while I can.
(Malik)
'What do you mean,
you gave it away?'
‐ It was for a good cause.
‐ That was my secret Santa gift.
So, I'll get you another one.
I'm already getting Cleo
a Discman and Connie a blender.
Well, if you ask me these guys
will take you for a ride.
Hey, there's four less
guns on the street.
They can take me
for any ride they want.
Carter, there's a horde
of troublemakers
in chairs asking for you.
Something about
gifts for guns?
‐ 'Thanks, Haleh.'
‐ You're still here.
‐ Where's her mom?
‐ Try exam two.
Thanks.
Connie, keep exam two
clear for a while, okay?
‐ Sure thing.
‐ Thanks.
Oh, I can't believe
this hospital
doesn't have
24‐hour tech support.
Romano's definitely
getting a memo about this.
‐ It's Christmas, Kerry.
‐ Yeah.
Which means that
Y2K is seven days away.
All the more reason
that they should be here.
‐ Computer problems?
‐ The damn thing crashed on me.
I‐I‐I can't get labs.
I can't get medical records.
I got my start in tech support.
Mind if I take a look?
No, that is how I got
into trouble in the first place.
Well, your terminal
looks current.
Uh, it's a software problem.
I could download
a Y2K patch.
That ought to do
the trick.
I guess you can't
make things any worse.
(Corday)
I feel the catheter sliding.
There's some minor resistance.
(Benton)
I'll give you suction.
It'd be so easy
for me to just slip.
Hmm, at least he's gonna
have to stand trial.
Okay, I've got the clot.
[pager beeping]
Shirley, check the foot.
911 page to OR three?
What the hell is
Romano doing here?
‐ 'I feel a pulse.'
‐ Good.
(Corday)
Let's get an angio of the leg.
Check there are
no tears in the artery.
Elizabeth, can you finish here?
I've come this far. Go.
(Romano)
How do we check for
ventricular decompression
once a device is activated?
With a transesophageal echo
you should see
the bowing of the septum.
Fourth year, huh?
Not bad.
(Romano)
Well, it's nice to see
that when the cat's away,
the mouse still jumps.
What's going on?
Just teaching Ms. Knight
the finer points of
an LVAD implantation.
You know, from now on,
I think I'm only gonna
do favors
for the people who come
begging at my doorstep.
Which leads me to ask,
Peter, why wasn't it you?
I never even considered it.
Oh, ye of little faith.
Dr. Romano, I again
just wanna tell you
how much I appreciate
you doing this.
That's enough sucking up,
Lucy. Cut please.
Well, that'll be all, Peter.
I'd like to scrub in.
I'm sorry, Peter,
you didn't earn this one.
Yeah, well,
I'd still like to help.
Ms. Knight,
what do you think?
I think Valerie can use
all the help she can get.
You heard her, Peter.
Scrub in.
The '60s were
from 1961 to 1970.
What about 1960?
That was the last year
of the '50s.
Which means the new millennium
really starts in 2001.
Then why am I spending
half my paycheck
on new year's eve plans?
You and the rest
of the world.
Hey, sleeping beauty.
Wow. God, that felt great.
How long was I out?
About four hours.
It felt like days.
‐ Where are the kids?
‐ Asleep in the pedes room.
Yosh is on duty.
Oh, god, I so appreciate
you guys helping me out.
Hey, what are friends for?
‐ Christmas cookie?
‐ 'Yeah, I'm famished.'
Carol, I heard about Kate.
Is she okay?
‐ Oh, she's fine. Thanks.
‐ Good.
Where are you off to?
Indianapolis
to see the family.
Did they take
the Kottmeier boy upstairs?
‐ A few minutes ago.
‐ Okay.
Merry Christmas!
Kwanzaa, all that.
‐ Bye.
‐ Safe travel.
I'm sorry I can't fit you
and the girls in my two‐seater.
Oh, Haleh,
don't worry about it.
You've done enough
for us already.
Carol, I can give
you a ride.
Since when do
you own a car?
‐ Since I sold my boat.
‐ Oh!
Well, thank you, but you know,
with the girls asleep, I'd‐‐
(Yosh)
'Look who's up.'
Oh, come here,
sweetheart.
I know.
Alright, I'm gonna
go get our stuff.
Yes, yes, yes.
[instrumental music]
[phone ringing]
Quite an arsenal.
Yeah, after I gave away
all the secret Santa gifts
I started writing checks.
Well, call the police department
have an officer
come by to pick 'em up.
I already did.
Double trauma
at the backdoor.
17‐year‐old, drive‐by victim,
single GSW to the thigh.
BP is 130/90,
pulse 110.
‐ Name is Hank Lohman.
‐ Did you say Lohman?
Carter, take the next one.
Scoop and run, 7‐year‐old
gunshot wounds
to the chest and abdomen.
Had a pulse in the field,
lost it en route.
Good ET tube placement.
What happened?
Kid was opening up
his presents
took a bullet
aimed at his neighbor.
Guy they just brought in.
Sons of a bitch.
Let's hang two units of O‐neg
on the rapid infuser
and prep for a Thoracotomy.
‐ He's in fine v‐fib.
‐ Can I have sterile gloves?
‐ Pupils are fixed and dilated.
‐ Alright, let's prep his chest.
‐ Oh, my God.
‐ Where's the blood coming from?
They shot him in the head.
(Kerry)
'How you doing?'
'Full traumatic arrest.'
‐ Thoracotomy tray's ready.
‐ Chest is prepped.
There's gray matter
all over this backboard.
He's dead.
(Romano)
Okay, the pump is de‐aired.
(Benton)
Decrease bypass flow
to two liters per minute.
(Robert)
'Start the LVAD.'
Uh, fixed mode
20 cycles per minute.
[machine whirring]
The moment of truth.
It works.
You're surprised?
(Lucy)
'It's so loud. How's she
gonna sleep at night?'
(Romano)
'Oh, she'll get used to it.'
Just like hearing
the beating of your own heart.
Okay, pump is filling nicely.
Hey, Peter, isn't that
your munchkin out there?
Oh, yeah.
Uh, you mind if I scrub out?
Oh, first, you want in,
then you want out.
Yeah, yeah. I know, I know.
It's Christmas. Go ahead.
‐ Get the hell out of here.
‐ Thanks.
Miss Knight,
care to help me close?
‐ Sure.
‐ If you feel you're up to it.
Absolutely.
Hey, look, I know
I was supposed
to pick him up earlier,
but this surgery came up.
‐ Hey.
‐ 'Save it, Peter.'
It's nothing
I haven't heard before.
Carla, you know
it is the holidays.
We could at least
try...to be civil.
You want civil?
Fine.
Thank you very much
for ruining my life.
And what is that
supposed to mean?
Roger and I aren't moving
to Germany anymore.
What?
When roger asked for time off
for the custody trial
his boss decided he wasn't
promotion material after all.
Um...I..
Look, Carla, I don't
know what to say.
I'm sure you don't.
Look, okay, I'm sorry
about Roger's job
but, no, I'm not sorry
that Reese gets to stay here
with both his parents.
Whatever, Peter.
You won.
Merry Christmas.
Hey.
[indistinct whispering]
Hey, Amira, I'm expecting
an officer to stop by.
How about, uh, that one?
Uh, hey, what happened?
One punk shot another punk.
Took out a little kid
in the process.
Caught this coward
fleeing the scene.
He's got a nasty
cut on his head.
‐ 'It's you?'
‐ What?
You thought I couldn't
score another piece?
You want a gun?
Here, I got guns.
Why don't you take your pick?
You like this one?
How about this one here, huh?
You just pull
the trigger and bang!
Seven‐year‐old's brains get
splattered all over the wall.
(Kerry)
'Hey, Carter! Hey!'
What do you think
you're doing, John?
Merry Christmas!
We'll see how long this lasts.
(Luka)
They had quite a night.
Their first Christmas ever.
It's hard to believe.
It only happens once. Enjoy it.
Mm.
Luka, wait.
Do you have Christmas plans?
Oh, like those two
over there, sleep.
Why don't you stay
for some eggnog?
It's the least I can do
for all you've done.
And what, and end up
like those Santas?
I don't think so.
Come on. It's tradition.
Oh, what's
in that eggnog exactly?
Eggs sugar...milk, rum..
Rum?
You know what?
I‐I suppose I can risk it, huh?
[chuckles]
Okay.
[baby cooing]
Next few days, a bland diet
clear fluids, rice, bread.
Well, things like that.
Hey, uh, computer running okay?
Oh, yes, and thank you.
Thank you so much for your help.
I appreciate it.
Santa always aims to please.
Say, you wouldn't know a place
to get bland food around here?
Ah, well, Doc Magoo's
is right across the street
and you can't get
much blander than that.
They open on Christmas?
Yeah, always open, just like us.
Well, sounds perfect. Thanks.
Dr. Weaver.
‐ Hmm?
‐ Care to join us?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I..
My treat.
Um..
...free bland food.
[both chuckle]
‐ Sure.
‐ Okay.
(Kerry)
So, you, uh, work
with computers, huh?
Yeah, I own my own
software company.
Just went public.
Really?
I'm always looking for
investment opportunities.
Oh.
Since we split the breast bone
your chest will hurt
for quite a few weeks.
That's a small price to pay.
So, how's our lovely patient?
She's doing great.
Pressure's up.
Kidney function's improving.
Good. Carry on.
I'm going back
from whence I came.
Oh, by the way, Miss Knight
you're going to have
to come by my office
sometime next week
to discuss
suitable disciplinary action.
Nothing personal, but I do have
a reputation to maintain.
♪ So this is Christmas ♪
What was that all about?
Nothing.
I cannot thank you enough,
Dr. Knight.
I'm not a doctor yet.
You are to me.
Oh!
God, I am so tired.
♪ I hope you have fun ♪
♪ The near and the dear ones ♪
♪ The old and the young ♪
♪ A very merry Christmas ♪
♪ And a happy new year ♪
♪ Let's hope it's a good one ♪
♪ Without any fear ♪
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