ER (1994–2009): Season 7, Episode 3 - Mars Attacks - full transcript

Previously on "ER.."

I'm a drunk.

How long have you
been sober?

Almost five years.

So you could sponsor
somebody.

I'm pregnant.

Why did you wait
so long to tell me?

I don't know.

We got a call that you
were trying to bounce him.

‐ From whom?
‐ Anonymous.

Dr. Romano, I thought I had to‐‐



Not a word, Peter,
not a...single word.

I was hoping
you'd give me the joy

and honor
of being your husband.

Alright, so, we'll put you
on the schedule for next week.

Start out very light.
No trauma.

Whatever you say.

Clear! Go again.

Clear!

‐ Still in V‐fib.
‐ Been down 28 minutes.

‐ 'Hey, Carter!'
‐ Hey, Dave.

‐ Hey, man, good to see you.
‐ It's good to see you too?

‐ Yeah, you miss me?
‐ What happened to your hair?

I gotta hop. Chief's training
me on the sternal saw today.

Hopeful we'll get a GSW
that needs his chest cracked.



I'll keep my fingers
crossed for you.

And, uh, this jerk
just‐jus‐just cut us off.

‐ Carter?
‐ And‐‐

Busy.

That's disgusting!

‐ Hi, Carter.
‐ Hi, Chuny.

I'm glad you're back.

She drinks anything
she can get her hands on.

Probably psychogenic polydipsia.

You want to check her lytes and
then call for a psych consult.

‐ Hey, Carter!
‐ Hey, Lily, how are you?

Chuny, Weaver needs
somebody to make a blood run.

Weaver needs to get
a couple more nurses down here.

Can you tell
we're short nurses?

Uh‐huh.

Oh!

‐ Congratulations.
‐ John, welcome back.

Hey, Carter! I've got a live
one waiting in Exam Three.

Freak tore off all her toenails
with a pair of pliers.

What about me?
I need medical attention!

The only thing you need,
Moony, is a bath.

I'll be there
in a minute, Lydia.

Hey...hey, you.
Where do you think you're going?

Oh, I, uh, I work here.

No, that's an old ID.

Well, I've been away.

Dr. Weaver,
does this one belong to you?

Yes, he does. You'll need
to get a new ID from personnel.

You can get it
after your shift.

Sorry, doc.

Why not Christmas?

‐ Next Christmas?
‐ No, this Christmas.

Are you mad? It takes months
to plan a wedding.

‐ Hey, Carter.
‐ Carter!

‐ We bought a house.
‐ We got engaged.

Wow.

Congratulations,
on both accounts.

Boy, I go away
for a couple weeks..

...you guys
get engaged, Chen's pregnant

Malucci's blonde,
admin looks totally different

and I can't seem to remember
my locker combination.

Oh, you know,
the State Medical Board

made us clean it out.
I'm sorry.

Where's my stuff?

Uh, listen,
I'll look into

uh, getting
your locker back

but you can use
mine...until then.

'Uh, look,
I'd better run.'

Listen, there's
a surgical conference today.

We're terribly short‐staffed.

Please don't let
your residents call

for any unnecessary consults.

‐ Good luck, Carter.
‐ Thank you.

We'll talk dates later.

You ready to rock and roll?

Yeah, I guess so.

Listen, if you need anything,
uh, talk about a case

or a patient, or anything..

...just come find me.

I'll do that.

I will.

Hey, you got
anything good?

Got a chest pain
and two hooked up to the 12‐‐

I think Dr. Greene
is free, thanks, Lily.

Sorry, Carter,
but in order to facilitate

your return, we need
to implement a few rules.

Uh‐huh. Such as?

You're to do only
minor medical, no trauma.

No suturing,
no needles, no narcotics

and absolutely
no surgical procedures.

Uh, that leaves me with..

The chance to practice
medicine again.

‐ Hey, aye.
‐ Let me up!

Settle down, Mr. Dibattista!
Settle down.

‐ Get me some four‐by‐fours!
‐ Okay, I'm fine.

‐ I know this guy!
‐ Stabilize his leg!

I'm fine, leave me alone, bitch!

Alright, that's it.

Once you get back
in the swing of things

you can resume
a normal schedule

and do procedures again

but until then,
it's baby steps.

So why don't you
start with...Mr. Griffis?

Gluteal rash.

Nothing worse than
a chapped ass, or so I'm told.

Dr. Carter,
when did you get out?

A couple of weeks ago.

Well, I've got a patient.

Go forth and heal.

So, who's watching
the Drugstore Cowboy?

I'm head of the ER, that makes
Carter my responsibility.

Oh, correct me if I'm wrong,
Kerry but didn't he develop

his drug addiction
under your watchful‐‐

Is there something
that you need, Robert?

Do I need to have a reason
to come down and say hello?

But now that I'm down here
perhaps you can tell me

what genius replaced
all the candy bars

in the vending machines
with raisins and rice cakes?

You're here because you need
a sugar fix? We're a hospital.

We're setting a good example
by offering healthy snacks.

What are you,
the Nutrition Nazi?

America's poor eating habits
help keep us in business.

Did you even take
the Hippocratic Oath?

I had my fingers crossed.

Oh, Dr. Romano.

Dr. Chen, well..

...I guess I don't have to
ask what you've been up to.

Look, um, I‐I need a favor.

Well, if it's about taking
time off, talk to Weaver.

Maternity leave is a topic
for those bearing ovaries.

No, it's about my parents.

I figured you'd
run into them today

at the surgical conference.

I'll say hello.

Well, actually,
um, I haven't told them

that I'm pregnant yet
and I'd really appreciate

your not saying anything.

Um, I‐I want to surprise them.

How, by going into labor
at Sunday dinner?

"Mom's" the word.

Just a little longer,
Mr. Griffis.

I've already
been here three hours.

How long's this
gonna take?

Hey, Abby, what are
you doing down here?

I'm looking for Weaver,
she seems to be

under the impression
I'm her own personal temp.

‐ She's next door.
‐ Thanks.

Hey, is somebody gonna
dig this wood out of my butt

before it sprouts roots or what?

Would you mind,
before you go

removing some splinters?

Can't you do it?

Weaver won't let me
use any instruments.

Oh, okay.
Sure, just a minute.

We need an ortho surgeon down
here for a closed reduction.

I've been paging them every
five minutes for half an hour.

Alright, well,
call the attending, tell them

you're Kerry Weaver,
that usually will

scare somebody right down.

Excuse me, Dr. Greene.

Uh, I've got a nine‐year‐old
boy who got hit in the larynx

with his skateboard,
he's pretty hoarse.

Uh‐huh, any sub‐Q emphysema?

No, ah, everything's okay.

No stridor, good sats and
he's handling his secretions.

Yeah, but he woke up
this morning with..

Did you visualize cords?

Well, our scope
is being serviced.

I paged Head and Neck
to bring one down

but I've been waiting
three hours.

Yes, yes. It's moved to
the lower‐right quadrant, yes.

Yup, we're gonna have to scope
him. I'll call the attending.

Well, I tried,
but they're either in surgery

or at some damn conference.

He's too sick for a jump test!

Okay, hold on one second.

Dave, you have a problem?

Stewart, here, has had two days
of vomiting and diarrhea, right?

Corday says it's not
a good story for an Appy.

Maybe, maybe not,
but now he's got classic signs

including guarding
and rebound tenderness.

‐ Did you tell her that?
‐ Yeah, yeah.

But she won't
come down, alright?

I mean, she wants
to make this poor guy

get up and jump around!

Yeah, thanks, Elizabeth.

Follow me.

Where we going?

Where we going?

Dr. Weaver,
did you page me?

‐ Yes, Abby. Hi.
‐ Hi.

I need those in Exam Four.

‐ Why am I here?
‐ We're short on nurses.

I am an OB nurse.

Are you planning
on going back to med school?

‐ Yes.
‐ Okay.

Then you might
as well work

as a nurse in the ER,
you'll see more

medicine down here,
than upstairs.

‐ Right, but‐‐
‐ Okay, look.

I'm offering you
a learning opportunity

that will put you way ahead

when you come back
as a student.

Which should only take
me about two more years.

It's really not so bad
down here, Abby.

Oh, yeah, compared to what?

Excuse me!

'I'm having trouble
with my card key.'

What's the name?

Dr. Peter Benton.

You're not on the list.

Oh...I just became
a Surgical Attending.

You're gonna
have to park on the street.

You know, I'll just
park in visitor.

No, you won't,
you said you work here

and employees can't park
in visitor spaces.

Well, if I'm an employee,
then you have to let me in.

I can't.
You're not on the list.

Uh..

You've got a Corneal Abrasion.

Do you mean, pinkeye? Ah!

No, you've got
a scratch on your eyeball.

Umm, probably some dirt got
trapped under the eyelid there.

Well, how on Earth
would that happen?

‐ Um, uh?
‐ I don't know.

Maybe, uh, the wind blew it in.

Well, last time
I was in here

they said I had pinkeye..

...ooh, and crabs.

I think I might
have them again, um‐huh?

Okay. Well, why don't
we treat one thing at a time.

I'm gonna go
get some antibiotics.

Put them in your eye
so it doesn't get infected.

Well, will it stop the hurting?

We'll get you
something for the pain.

Am I going to get a patch?

I'll see what I can do.

‐ Hello.
‐ Elizabeth.

Have you gone downstairs
to see that ruptured Appy yet?

Rupture? I thought
it was a rule out.

Well, that was
ten minutes ago.

I'm sure it's
ruptured by now.

Look, I told you,
there's a surgical conference

at Rush today and we're jammed.

If Dr. Malucci fails to give me
a good enough story for Appy‐‐

Hey, hey, I gave you
a great story for an Appy.

When we call for a consult,
we need you to do just that.

Well, thank you
for the clarification.

What's this?

Uh, it's just some things

that we need downstairs.

Well, these "things"
belong to the OR.

Well, the surgeons
can bring them back

once they've come down
to the ER to use them.

Hello. I'm Dr. Chen.

So, Willie, it says here

that you're
having earaches?

Yeah.

Could you,
uh, take off your hat

so I can have a look?

Oh, gee,
what happened?

I couldn't stop
the bleeding.

Huh. Who did this to you?

I did.

With what?

Kitchen shears.

On purpose?
Didn't it hurt?

What do you think?

I tried to numb
them with ice

but they're
still pretty sore.

Yeah, I bet.

Now, why would you
give yourself Doberman ears?

‐ They're Vulcan.
‐ Is that like a Shih Tzu?

Uh, no, I think
he means like Mr. Spock..

'...on Star Trek.'

Oh. Oh, right, right.

Okay, um, we'll
irrigate the wounds

wrap them in saline gauze

um, give him a DT

and run in a gram of Ancef.

Okay, psych consult?

Yes and I'll call plastics.

'Psych, wait a second.'

But I'm not, I'm not crazy.

You mutilated yourself
with kitchen shears.

Well, how long
is it going to take

because the sci‐fi
convention's today.

I'm already running pretty late.

We're moving
at warp speed here, Willie.

Hey, I've got
a present for you.

What?

One fiber‐optic
Laryngoscope.

‐ Compliments of the OR.
‐ Where did you get this?

Ah, you're better
off not knowing.

Ah.

So, you pick out a name

for the little bambino yet?

‐ No.
‐ Oh, no.

Let me get that.

You, uh, planning
on something

Chinese or a little
bit more Western?

You know, I haven't really
given it much thought.

‐ Hey, you got a minute?
‐ Oh, yeah, sure.

I've got a Corneal Abrasion
that needs some Vicodin

and I'm not allowed
to write for narcotics.

Yeah, I'll take it,
uh, there's an

Otitis in Exam Two
you can have.

Alright,
he presents it as pinkeye

but all he needs is the meds.

Okay.

And wear this mask
because he's pretty rank

and he's got crabs.

Are you going
soft on me, Carter?

It looks like
I missed a few things

when I was away, huh?

Yeah.

So how far along are you?

24 weeks.

Oh, yeah,
was this planned or..

‐ No, not particularly.
‐ Oh.

You know, I've got to run.

'Albert, just sit still so the
doctor can look at your hand.'

It hurts.

We'll give you some medicine

to make it better
but you have to let us

clean out the germs first.

Okay, Abby, irrigate the wound

and start him on augment.

And, Gloria, this looks
like a human bite.

Mm. His Uncle Charlie
bit him.

Did you call
Social Services?

That's Uncle Charlie.

Albert's my grandson.
Charlie's mine.

Oh, you're baby‐sitting?

Twenty‐four‐seven
for the past two years

if you call that baby‐sitting.

'Gloria's daughter
got involved'

with someone
with a drug problem.

She got pregnant.

I got Albert.

How long have you had
that cough, Gloria?

A couple months.
It comes and goes.

Do you smoke?

Yeah, when I go outside.

I don't light up
around the kids.

Okay, I'd like
to get a chest X‐ray.

No, I'm fine. I just need
you to look at Albert's hand.

Well, it'll only take a few
minutes, as long as you're here.

‐ What about Albert and Charlie?
‐ I can take them to daycare.

‐ You don't have to do that.
‐ It's not a problem.

Let's go. Come on,
let's go to the playroom.

Okay, I'll get a PA
and a lateral chest on Gloria.

Okay.

Thanks.

'Ouch!'

Grandma, Grandma!

Uncle Charlie bit the nurse!

Has everything gone
crazy down here?

I can't even log
onto the damn system.

‐ You forget your password?
‐ Uh, uh, Dr. Romano! Here.

'Peter, you're still here?'

Yeah, I had problems
getting into parking garage

and now I can't even
get onto the computer.

‐ You didn't get my letter?
‐ What letter?

The letter stating that your
privileges had been revoked?

What?

Yeah, you remember that, um

dialysis patient of yours

um...uh, Fletcher, that's right.

Well, your tattletaling

to the Inspector General
cost me a $50,000 fine

which, uh, my malpractice
insurance does not‐‐

Look, I was just looking
out for my patient.

You also cost the hospital
a substantial IMTALA fine.

Now, I had to recoup
those monies

from somewhere,
so I was forced to eliminate

the attending position.
It's all in the letter.

Uh, ho‐hold, hold on.

I mean, w‐we can't
talk about this in private?

Why, Peter?

You didn't seem
to feel the need to talk

in private
about our problem.

You just decided to go off
on your own, so now you are.

So what is
my position here?

You have
no position here, Peter.

You're firing me?

No, no‐no‐no.

You fired yourself.

Hey, Cleo.

How are you at getting insects
out of little boys' ears?

Keep him still.
I'll get to him in a minute.

'I brought her to the doctor's
with a sore throat.'

That was three weeks ago. She's
still not getting any better.

‐ Where are we?
‐ I see Tonsillar exudate.

‐ What's that?
‐ Excuse me.

‐ It's, uh, pus.
‐ Gross.

'Yeah, looks like strep.'

Did you take
all the medication

the doctor prescribed
last time, Moira?

‐ Yes.
‐ She can't miss anymore school.

I'm going to order
a couple of tests

to rule out
other infections. Abby?

Rapid strep, Monospot,
Gram stain and culture?

That'll do it.
Thanks.

Yep.

Abby, can you find a room
for Mr. Duncan here?

Uh, sure. Excuse me.

Uh, I need you
to suture a head lac, Abby.

I, I can't do that
now, I'm a nurse.

Oh, I forgot. Oh, can you
clean up for me, though?

Sure, in a minute.

Abby, Abby,
just the person

I wanted to see.
Uh, ouch, bear attack?

Listen, I've got trio
businessmen with food poisoning.

Shoot him up
with ten of Compazine

and plug them into IV's.

And, oh, by the way,
you might wanna

call housekeeping
for some buckets.

Buckets?

It was an
all‐you‐can‐eat buffet.

Anybody else need
anything? Bring it on!

If I'm being arrested,
I get a phone call.

‐ You'll get it.
‐ There's a phone upstairs.

Why are you letting
them move him?

The man's wanted for murder.

Lucky I recognized him.
Once a cop, always‐‐

This is a hospital,
not a police department.

Yeah, they can
observe him in the jail ward.

'If people don't feel safe
here they'll stop coming in'

'when they need
medical attention.'

‐ 'Only the criminals.'
‐ I'm not talking to you.

Thanks. I think
we're done here, Frank.

‐ I was still observing him.
‐ Freaking liberal foreigners!

It's my decision
to transfer or not.

Yeah, he's a threat
to the patients and the staff.

He needs to be in custody
and that is my decision.

Hey, it's not
so bad down here.

I'm going to give you
some antibiotics

but the next time that you
wanna pierce your nipples

Mr. Hargins, I suggest
you go to a professional, okay?

You almost finished?
I need the bed.

Yeah.

Uh, hey, how's it going?

Oh, great.

Actually, it sucks.

I'm not allowed to do anything.

Oh, well..

...easy does it.

You might
wanna give yourself

a little bit of time.

Time and scut.
I got plenty of both.

‐ It could be worse.
‐ How's that?

Did you have to pluck maggots
out of anybody's crotch tonight?

‐ Ooh, I had a guy with crabs.
‐ Ah, that's not even close.

Anything interesting
on the big board?

A UTI in Exam Two.

I was hoping for
something a little bit more

challenging
than a bladder infection.

There are no
small patients, Carter.

What about dwarves?

So, Carter, you've known
Jing‐Mei for a while, huh?

I knew her before
she was Jing‐Mei.

So do you know
who got her pregnant?

Even if I did know that, Dave,
I don't know if I'd tell you.

That's not a definitive no.
You two haven't been..

Huh? Huh?

Yeah. Uh‐huh.

Sometimes this medicine
can give you muscle spasms.

Don't worry, that's easily
reversed with Benadryl.

And I'm sure
you'll all feel much better

after you're rehydrated, okay?

Abby, you need
a hand in here?

No. Everything's
under control.

How did you
become paralyzed?

I was‐I was hit
by a car, um, on my bike

and I would've been killed
if I wasn't wearing a helmet.

You were lucky, huh?

You know, I didn't used
to think so, but, you know

I come to the hospital and I see
kids way worse off than me.

It says in your
chart that you think

you might have a
urinary tract infection.

Does it burns when you pee?

I don't know,
I don't feel much..

...I don't feel
much below my waist

but I can feel pressure
in my stomach.

You know, when I need to go
and, um, that's when I know

to catheterize myself.

And how often
do you do that?

About every six
to eight hours.

Yeah, but lately,
I've‐I've been having

to do it more which is usually
a sign I have an infection.

You put in your
own catheters?

My grandmother
used to help, you know.

She passed away
in‐in February.

Who takes care of you now?

I live in a retirement home.

Um...you know,
it used to be

me and my grandmother
and, you know, now it's just me.

I know that sounds...really lame

but it's right
across the street from my school

and some of the old folks
don't get a lot of visits

from their families,
so they like having me around.

It's kind of like having
20 grandparents, huh?

Y‐yeah, it is.

Okay, you might need
some antibiotics

and I'm gonna have
a nurse come in

and get a urine sample.

Um, that's okay,
I can...I can do it myself.

I'm used to doing
stuff like that myself.

I'm gonna have
a nurse come in and help.

Okay?

I seem to be a magnet
for the weird ones today.

Why? What's up
with this guy?

Where did this water come from?

Oh, Mr. Kamatovic
what did I tell you?

I found him soaking
his blanket in the sink.

I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to make a mess.

Mr. Kamatovic,
why is your blanket wet?

I was afraid
I was going to burn.

I have a family history

of spontaneous
human combustion.

‐ Really?
‐ Yeah.

I‐I‐I got to stay wet

or I'm gonna go up
like a Roman candle.

Oh, get that oxygen
away from me

unless you want
this whole place to explode!

Mr. Kamatovic
please just sit and relax.

I‐I'll turn off
the oxygen in the hall, okay?

Dr. Chen, let's get
Mr. Kamatovic started

on a flame‐retardant saline
and get somebody down here

from the special
burn unit, please.

Yes, okay.

Don't worry, Mr. Kamatovic.

We've got you covered, okay?

Hey, chief!

‐ Malucci, you okay?
‐ Yeah, yeah,

There's, there's
a multi‐trauma coming in.

A causeway collapsed
at a sci‐fi convention.

I'm good.

'Spin a crit,
dip a urine, lateral c‐spine'

chest and pelvis.
I'll be right there.

‐ You okay, Cleo?
‐ So far, so good.

There were so many,
we had to double up.

First one's a forearm fracture
from falling concrete.

‐ Open or closed?
‐ Closed.

The neuro‐circ is intact.

Got a ten centimeter
scalp lac, no LOC.

‐ Olbes got a bad one in 43.
‐ What's this?

Looks like a dislocated shoulder

and neck pain
with midline tenderness.

BP 125/78, pulse 90.

‐ You got it?
‐ Yeah.

Where do you need me?

Triage the most
critical patients

to the monitored beds.

You got it.

23‐year old man,
crushed pelvis.

Fell at least 20 feet.

Danny, Danny,
where is he?

‐ Who's Danny?
‐ He's my brother.

‐ He was standing next to me.
‐ I think Morales got him.

He didn't wanna go today.
I made him.

‐ Danny!
‐ Looks like a bad tib‐fib.

Please, don't let him die.

Let's take care
of you first, sir.

‐ What's your name?
‐ Ha..

Sir?

Sir, open your eyes.

‐ 'Losing the pulse.'
‐ Okay, let's go.

Blunt chest trauma,
tachy at 120.

Decreased breath sounds
on the left. Abby?

I said we could
handle one major.

They've got 30 critical
patients on scene, Kerry.

I told them we could take
three major and ten minor.

Yeah, how can we
handle critical patients

if we don't have any surgeons?

We can stabilize
and Triage them

to surgery one at a time.

I hope that we can, Mark.

‐ Frank, page the surgeons.
‐ They're all at the conference.

‐ Page them!
‐ Hey, can I help?

No!

Looks like
you're getting slammed.

Yeah, all the more
reason for you

to take the minor
medicals, no trauma.

Dr. Weaver, we need
you in Trauma One.

'Let's take him
to Curtain Area Two.

Give me the greatest hits,
Morales.

32‐year old male,
walkway fell.

'This guy crushed
his right foot under a girder.'

‐ What's wrong?
‐ Open fracture.

There's active bleeding
through the perineum.

‐ 'Pressure's down to 60.'
‐ I'll put in a central line.

'How's the other patient?'

Looks like they're
putting in a chest tube.

Elizabeth, you should
go check on him.

Well, I can't
leave this patient.

‐ Where's Peter?
‐ Didn't Romano fire him?

‐ What?
‐ No. I saw him earlier.

Try paging him.

Go on, I can handle this.

Kerry, he needs
a MAST suit inflated

a Suprapubic Foley
and either a pelvic embolization

or application
of the external fixator.

You can't possibly
do all of that at once

and I'm certainly not
leaving him till he's stable.

Yes, and the other
patient has a blunt

chest trauma.
He might be bleeding out.

Well, if he is, I'm sure
Dr. Kovac will come get me.

Give me a 3‐0 nylon
and an OPSITE.

Got it.

Tell Mark Greene
we are closed to trauma!

Urine dip is
negative for blood.

Hemoglobin's 11.6.

‐ Get him a unit bed.
‐ Working on it.

Third liter of
saline, up at fifteen‐ten.

Pressure's down to 60.
Tachy at 130.

I have some breath sounds
on the left.

Twenty of Etomidate,
ten of Norcuron.

I'll intubate. Abby, prep
for a chest tube on the left.

Ah! Suction!

Open his stair drape.

Too much edema.

I need the fiber‐optic scope.

Abby, put in the chest tube.

‐ I can't, I'm a nurse.
‐ This guy needs a chest tube.

You're gonna
have to do it.

It's a tough intubation.

You know how.

Go!

Ten blade.

Hey, hey, get back in bed,
Mr. Kamatovic.

You're not supposed to be here.
Are you feeling better?

There was probably a lot of dust
when the causeway collapsed.

It aggravated your asthma.

Alright, 60 of Prednisone.

Repeat nebs in 30 minutes.
Sorry about that.

It's like "Mars Attacks"
in here.

Got A 23‐year‐old
male with hip pain.

BP's 130 over 85.

Pulse 110, there's
no obvious deformity.

‐ Ah!
‐ Okay.

Let's cut
this off, please.

No, don't cut
my costume, man!

Well, I need to take
a look at your hip.

The zipper's in the back.

Fine, unzip Zantar here.
Titrate ten of morphine.

Get an AP pelvis
and a right hip film.

‐ Where the hell is Benton?
‐ I think he quit.

He's got a bad
tib‐fib fracture

and he's losing foot pulses.

We've got to get him
to the OR now.

We're short surgeons
because of the conference.

I thought we were
closing to traumas.

Yeah, well,
it's a little late for that now.

I'll get Corday.

‐ 'Liver and spleen look good.'
‐ Excellent.

Bleeding must
be limited to the pelvis.

Dr. Corday,
we've got a patient with

probable compartment syndrome.

Do your best to stabilize him.
I'll be there as soon as I can.

Then we need
the digital striker.

‐ Call upstairs.
‐ No, no, it's under the sink.

Dr. Greene borrowed
it from the OR.

Yeah, stole it, more like.

Never mind.
Let him use it.

Just tell him I want
the results of the readings.

Systolics are down to 70.

Another two units
of packed cells.

Dr. Weaver,
cops are coming to arrest

'your pneumonia mom. Gloria?'

For what?

Frank said it's
for writing bad checks.

Oh, my God. Elizabeth,
you okay for a minute?

Yep, go.

'Hey, did somebody get hurt?'

Uh, yeah.

Hey, did that nurse come
in yet and get the urine sample?

No. What happened?

A, uh, walkway collapsed
over at the Tarver Center.

'Run two units of O‐neg
on the rapid infuser.'

Type and cross for four more.

A lot of people
got hurt, huh?

Yeah.

It's too bad. I bet
they never saw it coming.

I sure didn't.

Okay, let's get
you up here, huh?

Oh..

Uh...I'm sorry,
I‐I didn't know I had to go.

I would've cathed myself
but I was waiting for the nurse.

It's okay, no big deal, Dennis.

Oh, I'll‐I'll get
to him in a minute, Carter.

Oh, that's alright.
I got this, Lydia.

They need you
in the trauma rooms.

‐ 'You sure?'
‐ Yeah, go.

You know most doctors
don't like to do this stuff.

Alright, let's get you
out of those wet clothes.

His leg is cool.

‐ 'He's loosing circulation.'
‐ 'Watch your back.'

Gloria, this is the Zithromax.

Take two tomorrow, then one
a day for the next four days.

'Is something wrong?'

Yes, the police
are on their way to pick you up.

What?

They had a warrant out
for your arrest.

You know,
sometimes I have to

bounce a check
to buy some time.

I usually pay
everything off in time.

I just, you know,
I've got two jobs.

I understand.
Here we go, right this way.

Day care uh‐uh,
day‐no, day‐honey

day care is on
this fourth floor.

Thanks for everything.

‐ 'Kerry.'
‐ Oh.

Tell me that you're
here to help out.

No, but I will take
Mr. Kamatovik

up to psych once
we get a bed available.

Yeah, I appreciate that
but we could really

use an extra pair
of hands down here.

I'm sorry, we've got
our own problems up there.

Tonight's a full moon.
Stop by later, if you want.

It'll be like Mardi Gras.

'Anterior compartment
pressure 68.'

‐ That's not good.
‐ Normal is 30.

He needs a Fasciotomy now.

You're going to do this?

I did one in med school,
on a cadaver.

'Well, you can't
do it down here.'

If we don't do this now, he's
going to need an amputation.

Get Corday on the intercom.

‐ Dr. Corday.
‐ What is it?

We've got the pressures.

An average reading, 65.

I have to open
the compartments.

Yeah, well, we're ready.

This guy's bleeding
from his pelvis.

You're going to have to wait.

Can't wait,
we've lost foot pulses.

Look, could you get
another surgeon?

No one's here,
you're gonna have to

talk me through this.

Well, I don't think I can.

You're going to have
to do this, Elizabeth.

Another o‐silk, please.

What are you doing?

Sewing in a chest tube.

When I said you'd get
more medical experience

down here
this is not what I meant.

Nurses do not sew in
chest tubes do they, Dr. Kovac?

‐ She knows how.
‐ 'Of course.'

But our malpractice insurance no
longer covers her doing anything

outside the scope
of normal nursing practices.

We were short‐handed.

The patient could've died
if she hadn't put it in.

You let her put
in the chest tube?

'It's your responsibility
if anything goes wrong.'

‐ She did a great job.
‐ Yeah, that's not the point.

You should've called me.

‐ 'You were busy.'
‐ Step back, Abby.

‐ I'm really almost done.
‐ You know, step back.

Get Corday some Pavulon.

‐ I need some Pavulon.
‐ Okay.

‐ How's it going in there?
‐ He'll live.

Hey, do you know
if we have

any extra‐small
scrubs in here?

Sure they'll fit you?

I've got a paraplegic kid

with a UTI who just wet himself.

I wanna give him
something to change into

and these are all huge.

Well, don't ask me,
I didn't even know

I was working
here till today.

I swear, I can't
win with Weaver.

Well, who can?

You know, she drags me down here
claiming it's for my benefit

so I can get more experience,
but not too much experience.

‐ Talk to your nurse manager.
‐ Right.

And then Weaver
completely hates me

if I ever come back
as a med student.

Oh, you'll come back.

I don't know if I want to.

This place is a freak show.

This place grows on you.

So does foot fungus.

Abby, get Mr. Palmer a CBC

urine dip myoglobin
and put in a Foley.

Uh, which one's Palmer?

300 pounder with blue skin.

Excellent, fat
and colorful. Here.

Hey, well, at least,
you've got something to do.

I'll trade you
"Jabba the Hut" for the UTI.

I said I was bored,
not desperate.

Abby, Corday's still
waiting on that Pavulon.

Right.

Your self‐diagnosis
was right on.

You've got a urinary
tract infection.

Hey, are these for me?

Well, you think
like a doctor

so you may as well
dress like one.

I'll help you
put those on when I get back.

I'm writing you
a prescription for some Bactrim.

If you follow
all the directions

and take all the pills

you'll be better
in no time.

Oh, and, uh,
think I could get

some extra catheters
while I'm here?

Sometimes they forget
to order them for me.

'I think we can manage that.'

‐ Really?
‐ 'Sure.'

Thanks, here.

I made this for you.

Hey, thanks,
that's very cool.

Well, you know, it's supposed
to look like an F22 Raptor.

Oh, you like jets?

Yeah, I wanted to be a pilot..

...now I make
paper airplanes, but..

Will it fly?

Yeah. Here, check it out.

'Frank? Where is Frank?'

‐ Grow up, Malucci.
‐ What did I do?

You've got patients to treat.

Lydia said you needed
more versed.

Yeah, try another two.

There's a lot of masseter spasm.

So, when are we going
to meet "daddy?"

‐ Huh?
‐ The father of your baby.

Everybody's kind of curious.

How's he doing?

He's out.

You know, my pregnancy
is none of your business.

In fact, nothing
remotely concerned

with my personal life,
is anybody's business.

I‐I just wanted
to meet the lucky guy.

You do know who
the father is, right?

Hey, I‐I'm sorry, I can't
help myself sometimes.

There's something
about seeing you this way

that I find very sexy.

I'm gonna order
a post‐reduction film.

Whoa, whoa,
contra‐sedation protocol.

Somebody's got to baby‐sit
this guy till he wakes up.

Yeah? Well, I guess
that would be your job, Dave.

Thank you.

‐ Oh, crap.
‐ What's wrong?

I've got a 16‐year‐old
with Gonorrhea in her throat.

Her mom brought her in,
now I've got to find a way

to tell her without
her mother finding out.

‐ Oh, I'll take that.
‐ No, it's okay.

Oh, c'mon, it looks like
you've got your hands full.

‐ Carter, I've got it.
‐ 'Lateral incision.'

'Start three finger breadths
below the fibular head'

'and carry it down to
above the lateral malleolus.'

‐ How deep?
‐ First incision.

Just through
the skin and sub‐Q.

‐ Got it.
‐ Is there anything I can do?

Yeah, get Elizabeth out here.

What's next?

Now, carefully
extend the incision

through the deep fascia

of the anterior
and lateral compartments.

What about
the anterior tibial nerve?

'You should be okay.'

Don't cut too deep and you'll
stay superficial to it.

‐ How's he doing?
‐ Who, Mark or my patient?

'I'm gonna need
more type‐specific.'

‐ Hey, Moira, where's your mom?
‐ She went to find you.

She was getting really
pissed off waiting around.

Well, it's good
she's not here.

Why?

You have a sexually
transmitted disease.

‐ What?
‐ You contracted Gonorrhea.

Wait, but that's impossible.
I've never even had sex.

‐ I'm a virgin.
‐ What about oral sex?

That doesn't count.

Oh, God.

You and your boyfriend both need
to be treated with antibiotics.

He gave me Gonorrhea
in my throat?

Have you had
any more partners?

I'm not a slut.

I didn't even wanna
do it in the first place.

Then don't.

You're not going
to tell my mom, right?

No, but you have
to promise me

you're going
to practice safe sex.

I thought I was.

‐ 'Hello?'
‐ Hey, it's me.

'Peter, what are
you doing home?'

There was a surgical conference

so all elective surgery
was canceled today.

I figured I'd come home
and hang out with Reese.

Ooh, being an attending
has its privileges.

Hey, man.

Hey, Reese, how are you?

What's happening?

Hey, what's this,
what are you playing with, huh?

Playing with your fire truck?
You wanna be a fireman?

'No? What's that'

A horse? Huh?

You want to be a cowboy?

Looks like I'm gonna
have two doctors in the family.

How much longer
am I gonna have to wait?

Have a seat. I'm sure someone
will see you in a minute.

Well, I've been seen,
she disappeared.

‐ Who's that?
‐ I don't know.

Some black woman,
she came into the room

looked at my daughter's
throat three hours ago.

‐ What's your daughter's name?
‐ Moira Garvey.

This is ridiculous!

‐ Mrs. Garvey.
‐ Well, there she is.

Where have you been, at lunch?

I'm sorry,
I had some traumas come in.

I gave Moira her shot,
she's ready to go home.

Three hours
to get a needle.

I'll be right there
to discharge her.

‐ What did you say to her?
‐ Nothing.

I don't even know
who‐who she is.

'BP 110, pulse 95.'

Tell them I'll be
up in a little while

to put in
the suprapubic catheter.

Tell the blood bank to send
the other two unit upstairs.

Hey, how's he doing?

Pulses are bounding.

May I take a look?

'Did you get your guy's
pressure back up?'

Oh, yeah, after eight units
of packed cells.

That's not bad
for a first time.

Piece of cake
when you follow directions.

Yes, funny how
I can talk you through

a complicated Fasciotomy
but when I tell you

to pick up your socks,
you just ignore me.

I'm sorry.
Did you just say something?

Doctor Dave, 14.
Death, zero.

Nice job on Triage, Dr. Malucci.

Yeah, thanks a lot,
chief, I still can't believe

we didn't get one penetrating
chest trauma, you know?

Hey, we got another one,
Greg Fulton, Exam Five.

Wanted for assault,
battery, and indecent exposure.

‐ 'Hey!'
‐ Sorry, Frank.

‐ This isn't working.
‐ What are you talking about?

We made two arrests.

It would've been
three if that mother

hadn't escaped
and between you and me

I think someone on
the staff tipped her off.

No more record checks
on patients.

What'd you do
with my patient, Kerry?

‐ Mr. Kamatovik?
‐ I got him a bed.

But he's gone AWOL.

Well, he can't have
gotten too far.

You look pretty
good in scrubs.

‐ Uh, can I keep them?
‐ Uh, sure.

Hey, I'll be right back, okay?

Hey, Cleo. Was that
your Gonorrhea patient?

Did you manage to treat her
without her mom finding out?

Yup.

Listen, I wasn't trying
to step on your toes

when I offered
to take the case.

I was just trying to help.

‐ I know.
‐ Hey, Cleo.

Do you, uh, have a problem
with me being here?

Of course, not.

I told you, he's disappeared.

'What is this?'

'Alcohol wipes.'

Says he has to stay cool
to avoid spontaneous combustion.

Yeah, he begged me
to give him a popsicle enema.

We settled for ice chips.

Mr. Kamatovik.

‐ Are you in there?
‐ 'Yes!'

Alright.
Come out so we can help you.

'I can't. I'm burning up.'

'I need wet blankets.'

'We can get you some upstairs.'

You want me
to bring him out, chief?

Please.

Mr. Kamatovik, open up.

Somebody call the burn unit!

Get a gurney!

This is a modified version
of Ken Blackburn's

1998 World Record design.

Sure you want to launch it?

Piece of folded
paper until you let it fly.

Alright, let it fly.

Alright.

Wow.

That looks like
it could go on forever.

Well, theoretically, it could
if the wind kept blowing

and it kept
finding up currents.

This is really cool. I've never
been up this high before.

Looks like your ride is here.

I'm out of airplanes, anyway.

Thanks for bringing me
up here, Dr. Carter.

Well, you make
some more airplanes

and we could
do it again sometime.

I'd like that.

‐ Hey.
‐ Hey.

You were popular today, huh?

I know.

What's that about?

I'm everybody's favorite nurse.

But that's the problem,
because as a med student

I screwed up everything.
Everything.

Things I could do even
with my eyes closed.

I think it's all
in here, really.

You are a good nurse, Abby..

...but you could be
a great doctor.

Just need...a little confidence.

Oh, my God, I'm sorry.

No.

I can't believe I did that.
I'm sorry.

‐ Abby.
‐ Yeah?

You've got a code brown
with Mr. Pozoni.

‐ Again?
‐ Mm‐hmm.

Geez, how much
can that guy eat?

I gotta go.

I'll see you later.

‐ Bye.
‐ Bye.

Peter, are you here?

I've been calling.
Why didn't you pick up?

‐ I didn't feel like talking.
‐ I went up during my break.

Shirley said you'd been fired.

Hmm.

I guess the whole hospital
knows by now, huh?

Why didn't you tell me?

Peter, I was worried
about you. I called Jackie.

She said you had been
gone for hours.

‐ What did you tell her?
‐ I didn't tell her anything.

Except I didn't have
any idea where you were.

What happened?

Peter?

Peter, tell me.

Um, uh, Romano
got hit with a big IMTALA

fine over the Fletcher case.

Good, he deserves it.

Yeah, well, now,
he's taking it out on me.

Maybe, he's just
blowing off steam.

No, I've seen him do that.

This time he's serious.

Talk to somebody.

‐ Call Anspaugh.
‐ Tell him what?

Tell him Romano is a racist

sexist, elitist jackass.

Cleo, he knows that.

You're an excellent
surgeon, Peter.

And you're a good man,
and we'll work it out.

‐ How's it going, Carter?
‐ Good. My day got better.

‐ How about you?
‐ Yeah, I think so.

Hey! You know. I don't know,
it was like...whom!

The guy just went up in flames.
You should've seen it, man.

Hey, Carter, you ever see
spontaneous human combustion?

Oh, no, Dave, it doesn't exist.

Ah, I was there, I saw it.

No lighter,
no matches, no nothing.

He's right. I went
on a missing persons call once.

All we found
was this old gal's legs.

'The rest of her
burned to a crisp.'

'But that chair she was sitting
in...barely singed.'

So, Carter,
how was your first day back?

It was good. Little slow.

Glad to hear it.
Finished up?

Yeah, I am officially
out of here.

Just one last thing to do.

Sure.

Coming with me?

That's the rules.

Sorry, Carter, I have
to witness the entire process.

Trust me, it's no
treat for me, either.

Seen any good movies lately?

No.

You want me to run
some water or something?