Emergency! (1972–1979): Season 1, Episode 3 - Cook's Tour - full transcript

[siren wailing]

I'm not even letting
you in the house.

Why not?

[coughs]

That's why not.

Ah, think of all my experience.

I'm thinking of antisepsis.

(Gage) Besides, you've
already been a godfather twice.

Three times. You forget the
one I delivered at the hospital.

You've still got a cold, and
even if you didn't, it's my turn.

I've gotta start sometime.



Okay. It's your turn,

if the mother doesn't
decide to start without us.

(Gage) This has
got to be the house.

[knocking]

Can't seem to get
inside the house.

(Sheriff) Let's take a look.

[knocking continues]

(DeSoto) Hey, here she is.

She's in the living room.

You check the windows.
I'll try the back door.

[knocking continues]

No luck.

Watch your eyes.

[Judy moaning]



Hi, how are you doing?

[groaning]

That's right, relax.

We're gonna take
good care of you.

My husband's coming
to take me to the hospital.

I don't think there's
going to be enough time.

I think the head's begun to
press on the perineal floor.

She's already begun
reflex contraction.

I don't think we'd
better move her.

You're the doctor.
Go and wash up.

[police radio chattering]

Hey, what's going on here?

Your wife's about
to have a baby.

I know that.

But who called the
Fire Department?

And who busted my
window? Where's my wife?

Your wife's in here.

She's being well taken care of.

Oh, yeah, I'd just as
soon wait for my doctor.

Is he on the way?

He wasn't available.

He'll... He'll get here.

I left a message.
They'll find him.

He said there's nothing to worry
about until the pains got closer together.

They're continuous now.

What does that mean?

It means you're about to
barge into a delivery room.

You wouldn't want her to give
birth in the back of an ambulance.

[Judy groaning]

You guys sure you
know what you're doing?

Judy's first baby was stillborn.

Let's make sure this one isn't.

(Mr. Mundell) Yeah, but...

Relax. These are rescue firemen.

They're trained for emergency
medical work. They'll do just fine.

How's she doing?

[moans]

Can't you give her something?

(Gage) It's too late.

Any analgesic would filter
down to the baby's bloodstream.

Depress his breathing.

You have to do something!

The first thing, Mr. Mundell,
we have to do is keep calm.

Now, go get some blankets.

Yeah, but look at her!

Please!

How's it going?

Cramps, big ones.

That's the baby's head
pressing on a nerve.

Here, straighten out.

Feels like he wants out.

He does.

Keep him alive, please.

I'll contact base in
case we need them.

Rampart Base, this is Rescue 51.

Rampart Base, this is Rescue 51,

Rampart Base. Go ahead, 51.

We have a precipitate delivery,

a Mrs. Roger Mundell.

Stage 2 labor under way.

Progressing normally.
Baby is full term,

No complications anticipated.

However, first
child was stillborn.

No information on cause.

We'd like you to stand by.

10-4, 51, standing by.

Oh, Miss Jacobs, see if you can
track down a file on Mrs. Roger Mundell.

Locate her doctor.

Yes, Miss McCall.

Put this on in case
I need you up close.

Oh, Roger, you don't
want to start that again.

[Judy groans]

[Judy panting]

This is ridiculous. You've had
plenty of time to get her to the hospital.

Honey, take it easy.

It's up to nature
and the firemen.

[groans]

Help me.

All right, now, on
the next contraction

I want you to take a deep breath

and push very hard. All right?

Okay.

(Dixie on radio) Rescue 51,

What's your status?

Baby's on its way.

Apparently routine delivery.

Any information on what
went wrong the first time?

Affirmative. The record
shows asphyxiation

attributed to anoxia caused
by prolapsed umbilical,

Do you anticipate a repeat?

Negative, Rampart.

10-4. Keep us advised, 51.

51.

[Judy groaning]

All right, now take a deep
breath and push again.

[groaning]

All right, you're doing great.

Now push again.

You're doing real fine.

[baby wailing]

What's the matter
with his color?

Why isn't he moving? Is he...

He's very much alive,
Mr. Mundell. Relax.

Get Rampart again.

Rampart, birth is completed
but we have a problem.

Go ahead, 51.

The baby is cyanotic.

Breathing normally, but weak.

Very little movement.

Very low on the Apgar
scale, estimate 3.

(Dixie) What's the
mother's Rh factor?

Negative.

Husband says negative.

Has she ever had
a blood transfusion?

Twice. What's happening?

Affirmative.

51, advise you bring
them in, Code R.

The baby might need
an exchange transfusion.

Be sure to get blood samples.

I'll have the lab and
Dr. Brackett standing by.

51.

What did she say?

What is an exchange transfusion?

It's nothing big. Sometimes
antibodies from the mother

get to chewing on the
little guy's blood cells.

It's easy to fix.

It's a boy.

Ambulance is here.
How did you make out?

Okay.

Congratulations, ma'am.

Where have you got him?

Right here.

What's the matter with him?

Why is he so pale?

What's wrong with him?

It's all right, Judy.

All he needs is
a little red blood.

The hospital is set
up and waiting for us.

Roger, what's wrong?

Oh, no. I don't
want to lose him.

[sobbing]

[siren wailing]

(Brackett) 51, this is Rampart.

Go ahead, Rampart, this is 51.

Any signs of anemia?

Affirmative.

What about edema or cyanosis?

Affirmative.

10-4, 51, we'll be standing by.

10-4.

Hospital's all set up, Judy.
They'll fix him up just like new.

[sobbing] I'll die if you don't.

Gage did a good job.

Good man.

No sign of shock.

Keep your eye on him, though. He
hasn't moved his head since we started.

Respiration's normal.

You had time to
check on the mother?

She's worried, but okay.

Hey, wait. Wait a
minute. Wait a minute.

Look, don't give
me any red tape.

I've got a right to know.
Where have you got my wife?

In a quiet place.

Well, how about the baby?

(woman on PA.
System) Dr. Allen, 63.

Well, who's in
there with my son?

Where's my own doctor?

I demand to see what's going on.

Mr. Mundell, look,
we're on your side.

Now there's nothing
that's being done

that isn't directed
at keeping your wife

and your baby alive,
happy, and well.

Now just please, relax, okay?

Well, it's just that I...

Just that you're scared,

for your wife and your
child. We understand.

Come on, we'll buy you a coffee.

Nurse, watch the pulse carefully

and observe for signs of shock.

[woman chattering on PA. system]

Well, Johnny, how's
it feel to be a midwife?

Like being shot. How's the baby?

In great shape, thanks to you.

How's the father?

Calling the grandparents.

We got him calmed down a little.

Were you nervous?

Nervous and 10-feet
tall at the same time.

What's the matter
with him? His cold?

No, his reputation as a chef.

The station's been
down on him for weeks.

They all threatened to bid out
on him when it's his turn to cook.

And it's his turn to cook today.

He's been planning
it in his sleep.

I'm working on a meal you
guys are never gonna forget.

That's for sure.

What are you having, Roy?

Beef bourguignon.

Beef who?

Bourguignon. French.

I hope you cook it
better than you say it.

I'm sure it'll be
delicious, Roy.

You want to come
over and try some?

Wish I could. But I
gotta work tonight.

You wanna trade places?

Hey, partner, how
about a little loyalty?

How about letting me cook?

Beef bourguignon
sounds great, Roy.

How do you make it?

I've got a great recipe.
You wanna try it?

(Dixie) Sure.

Hey, what are
you, a mass killer?

Come on, we've got to
pick up some supplies.

Good luck.

It's really stuck.

I don't need a
doctor to tell me that.

There's something we could try.

Oh.

We could put the vase
in hot water to expand it.

We could, over my dead body.

Do you know how
much that's worth to me?

The little boy's hand?

Thanks, Dix.

If it were a beer bottle,
we could simply break it.

My son wouldn't stick
his arm in a beer bottle.

Of course not.

This is a lot older
than a beer bottle.

420 years, to be precise.

Let me think.

Think very hard,
will you, Doctor?

That's one expensive vase.

It's easier to replace
than the boy's hand.

Don't move, son.
I'll be right back.

[sighs]

Oh, nurse, would you bring
me some ice cubes, please?

Right away, Doctor.

Where will I find them?

Nearest place is the kitchen.

They usually have
it in there, you know.

Hold it.

What's the big rush?

Dr. Early asked me to bring
him some ice in Treatment 5.

Ice.

Well, take it to him then.

But walk. Do not run.

In this hospital we do
not run, ever. Got it?

Yes, Miss McCall.

Don't worry, David.

Does he look worried?

Why should he worry?

He doesn't know Ming from Ching.

Neither do I.

Here you are, Doctor. Thank you.

Vasal constriction.

There. That should
shrink it a little bit.

We'll just have to wait.

Doctor, that ice is
touching my vase.

Can't help that, ma'am.

It won't crack it, will it?

It better not crack it.

If it cracks it, I-I'll
sue the hospital.

Rest assured, I'll sue.

That... that vase is my most
irreplaceable possession.

No kidding?

No kidding. The head
came first, naturally.

Looked a bit like...

Well, it didn't look
right. A bit scary.

Of course, I knew
exactly what it was.

What was it?

Anybody would
recognize it in a minute.

They would?

Of course maybe you
two never ran across it.

Try us.

Erythro...

E... Er... Uh...

"Erythroblastosis fetalis."

Hey, how many babies
have you delivered?

Time's up.

Oh, gotta go.

One.

[giggling]

Hey, what are you
two doing for supper?

(DeSoto) Come on, Romeo.

I honestly don't know what
I'm going to do with you.

If you ever lay hands
on that vase again,

you're going to be into
a great deal of trouble.

Well, how is it going, guys?

Not so good.

You want to report a fire?

Did you start one?

If we did, we wouldn't tell you.

Yeah, that's true.

We lost something.

Okay, what?

A key.

To my handcuffs.

And he's wearing them?
Well, where is the key?

My sister's got it.

And she won't give 'em back.

She can't. She threw
it down a sewer. Girls!

Yeah.

Well...

Looks like I better
get the K-12.

Will it hurt?

A bit, but you're
tough, aren't you?

Yeah.

(Gage) Hey, where
you guys going?

We'll try the police station.

Well, they'll probably use
the woofle spring on you.

What's a woofle spring?

Well, it's the thing
that operates a reltny.

It has a big ratchet
on it, like a crabitz.

It's great for taking
off stuck handcuffs,

but of course, it
makes a lot of noise.

Now on the other hand, I
might be able to get them off

with a stetso-hydraulic
activator.

What's that?

A pair of pliers.

Honest?

Honest.

Thanks, mister.

Short tour.

Wasn't a tour. That
was a genuine rescue.

[alarm ringing]

(dispatcher) Squad 51,

an injury in the alley
behind 11234 South Willis.

11234 South Willis.

Cross street: 112th.
Time out: 11:33.

[siren wailing]

Come on. Hurry it up, man.

Let's slow down, fellow.

Fast, man. My brother's dying.

All right. What happened?

Fight. The dumb
kid's had a fight.

Come on, he's out cold.

You gotta do something.

Where is he?

Inside.

Come on. He just
zapped out, that's all.

He looks dead.

Nothing.

He's not breathing, either.

1, 2, 3, 4,

5, 6, 7, 8, 9,

10,11,12, 13,14,15.

Full on.

400? Yeah.

What are you doing?

Trying to start his heart
moving, if you'll get back.

[oscilloscope beeping]

[breathing deeply]

Pin points. Is he on drugs?

Huh, drugs?

Yeah, drugs. What's he on?

(Jay) Man, I don't know!

Listen, we're trying to
save your brother's life.

One way to do it is
to help him with drugs.

We give him something when he's
had too much, we're liable to kill him.

You understand that?

Hey, I don't know his thing.

He was in this
fight in the alley.

I hear 'em, I went out there.

Everybody splits except Sam.

He's out cold on the ground,
bleeding, and that's all I know.

How old is he?

16.

Have you ever heard of a
16-year-old kid having a heart attack?

Look. Chances are the drugs
slowed down his functions.

That plus the blow on his
head knocked his heart.

Where's your parents?

Dead.

There's just him and
me. I'm his guardian.

Rampart Base. Rescue 51.

Rampart, Rescue 51,

51, this is Rampart, go ahead.

(DeSoto) We have a heart case.

16-year-old male,
been in a fight.

Oral and nasal bleeding.
Probably on drugs.

We had V-fib. We
defibrillated once.

He came back with a sinus bradycardia
of 30 which increased later to 60.

BP is 110 over 80.

Labored breathing.

Confirm, 51. Patient
is 16 years old?

(DeSoto) That's affirmative.

Suspect an OD, but no evidence.

51, transmit his EKG.

10-4.

What's his trip, Hooper?

You working for him?

Everything under control?

Pretty near.

Are you related to him?

Could I get some
information from you?

His name, age, and
address, and such.

I'll set up Room 3.

51, you can start an IV.

500 (365, D5W.

Also advise you place patient
on his side to facilitate drainage.

Keep monitoring his vital signs and
patch him in for us when you get time.

10-4, 51.

(Sheriff) Okay, break
it up. Break it up.

Come on, give them a
little room in here. Move out.

Come on, careful, man.

How long was his heart stopped?

Don't know.

What are his chances?

We'll check it out.

Main thing is to keep him alive.

Wish him luck.

Come on, Johnny. Let's go.

What about his brain, Doctor?

Too early to tell.

(woman on PA. system)
Dr. Cantor, Treatment Room 4.

Well, Johnny, you
had a good day.

You started 2 hearts, a
new one and a used one.

I'm going to reward you with the
best-tasting dinner you've ever had.

I'd rather have a hamburger.

Hey.

What? Let's go
visit an old friend.

(woman on PA.)
Dr. Thompson, Emergency area.

Hi.

Hello. Come in.

We were just wondering...

Oh, I'm just fine,
thanks to you.

How's your son?

They just brought
him up to show me.

He's all pink and handsome,

just like you promised.

(ML Munch“) Judy ... Oh.

Well, gentlemen, I owe you an
apology for my behavior this morning.

It was lousy. No
excuse for it, really.

There was, too.

Roger's company is
going through a big merger.

It's kind of hard
on the disposition.

Judy, there's no
need to go into that...

Yes, there is.

Mr. Gage saved our baby's life.

He deserves an explanation.

Well, I guess we
better get back to work.

Come back soon.

Hi, Papa.

[laughs]

If we had a dollar
for every apology...

Yeah, I know.

We'd be able to
hire a real cook.

Roy swears it's a great recipe.

Have I ever made you
anything you didn't just love?

You're worse than
Johnny, no confidence.

(DeSoto) How's the Hooper kid?

Too early to tell.

I hear you're on deck
for beef bourguignon, too.

Uh-huh.

Another lucky man.

Come on, partner, I've
got my shopping to do.

(woman on PA. system)
Dr. Abner, wanted in Surgery,

Dr. Abner, wanted in Surgery,

That's the difference between
a medic and a paramedic.

What?

Having Dixie fix beef
bourguignon and having you fix it.

Sluggish.

Even more so.
Different time reaction.

Could be severe concussion.

Could be.

We still don't know enough
about that fight he was in.

I'll go see if his
x-rays are ready.

Once we get his heart stabilized,
we can examine him better.

I'll let you know if
there's any change.

Okay.

How is he?

A CNS problem, all right,

and no way to
determine its extent.

Anything happening out there?

Just got an attempted suicide.

She's all right.

Lost some blood, that's all.

He could clear up quickly, Dix'.

I hope so.

Johnny's gonna feel very
badly if he doesn't make it.

Okay, what's the story?

What are you gathered
around like vultures for?

What's the matter?

There's nothing the
matter for sure, Jay.

There's a possibility

his brain's been without
oxygen for too long.

So what's that supposed to mean?

Possible brain damage. Possible.

(Dixie) Relax, Jay.

There's every chance your
brother will recover completely.

Yeah, sure.

It could take a
little time, that's all.

Yeah, that's all.

A little time. All we
need is a little time

to make sure he's
a vegetable. Right?

And then we bundle him
up, and we sit him in a chair,

if he can sit in a chair,

near the window,

so he can watch the world go by.

That is, if he can tell
what he's looking at.

He might as well be dead.

Come on, I'll buy
you a cup of coffee.

(Brackett) Look,
it isn't your fault.

Yeah, not my fault!

(Jay) Well, who turned him on?

He's gone into V-fib.

(Jay) What's wrong?

400 watt/seconds.
Dix, get him out of here.

I said, what's wrong?

What are you trying to pull?

Don't touch my brother.

Don't anybody touch my brother.

And don't anybody
touch me, either.

You're gonna kill him.

No, God's doing that.

We just got to hang tight.

Do you really want him to die?

I don't want to see my
kid brother in a basket.

He's back.

Not so it matters.

Straighten up.

You're his guardian, remember?

Yeah, I'm some guardian.

Guardian of a vegetable.

(woman on PA. system)
Dr. Mendez, Receiving Room,

Dr. Mendez, Receiving Room,

That offer for
coffee's still open.

You know, you're real...
you're real generous.

I give you a guinea pig, and
you give me a cup of coffee.

Right on.

Jay.

You might have
been right in there.

We're faced with that
decision all too often.

But you can never be sure,

especially in your
brother's case.

It's too soon.

When you can't be sure,

you can't hang tight
when a heart stops.

(woman on PA. system)
Dr. Campbell, outside call, please.

Mushrooms.
Mushrooms. Let's see...

Next right.

"C" shift buys fresh ones.

Sure wish I was
on the "C" shift.

Everyone on "C" shift
is 10 pounds overweight.

Those guys are really lucky.

Charlie Wilson moonlights
as second chef at La Pavillion.

You want to work on "C" shift?

I'll arrange it.

By suppertime?

You know, one of your
eyes is bluer than the other.

Which one?

That one.

It's glass. That way I only
have to look at half of you.

(Gage) Would you rather
we not shop here anymore?

What do you mean
"we"? I like your friend.

Yeah, you and his wife.

[sighs]

Uh...

$9.03, please.

Do you have the three pennies?

[walkie-talkie beeping]

Yeah.

(male dispatcher) Squad 51, LA,

Squad 51.

Squad 51.
Electrocution in a house,

2105 Merriam Crescent.
2105 Merriam Crescent.

Cross street: Elm.
Time out: 1405.

Squad 51 responding.

Bye.

[siren wailing]

Thank goodness, you're here.

Please hurry, it's my husband.

Please hurry.

Exactly what happened, ma'am?

Oh, it was worse
than the electric chair.

Must have been a million volts.

Sparks all over the place.

Ruined my electric washer.

Please follow me.

You cut the power?

No, I didn't think of it.

Where's the box? In the garage.

I'll get it. He's right there.

So what are you going to
do, stand here watching him?

How long ago did this happen?

I called in right away.

Is that all you're gonna do?

Listen, ma'am,
please try to be calm.

How exactly, with
Stanley lying there

with all that electricity
wrapped around him?

(Gage) All right, power's off.

Blood pressure's
got to be off the page.

Better contact base fast.

Rampart Base, this is Rescue 51.

How do you read?

Go ahead, 51.

Rampart, we have an electrical
shock victim, 40-year-old male.

Looks like 220 volts.

His EKG is showing
ventricular arrhythmia.

Some PVCs.

Get Dr. Brackett, fast.

51, what are the Vitals?

Pulse 40 and strengthening.

Respiration slow and shallow,

We've stopped CPR.

Any history of heart trouble?

Negative.

Let's have a look, 51.

[beeping]

More PVCs. He is
throwing them like crazy.

They are multi-focal.

So long as he doesn't
go into V-fib, we're all right.

51, this is Rampart.
Start an IV with 05W

plus metaraminol,
100 MGs and 500003.

10-4.

We better set up in 2 for him.

Sounds terrible.

He's alive.

Look at his hands.

(DeSoto) They're not
hurting him now, ma'am.

[siren wailing]

Better bundle him
up. I'll get the blankets.

You guys do get
around, don't you?

Yeah, don't we all?

Are you the missis? Hmm-mmm.

Can I ask you some questions?

Yes, but... (DeSoto) He's okay.

Rampart, 51.

Blood pressure is
very low, 60 over 20.

(Brackett) 10-4, 51.

Is he all right?

He'll soon be ready to
go to the hospital, ma'am.

He's so pale.

You can't judge
from the outside.

He's chugging
away on all cylinders.

That'll be a departure,
he never did before.

(woman on PA.
System) Dr. Allen, 63.

Dr. Allen, 63.

You're younger.

You're prettier.

(woman on PA. system)
Dr. Alex Lopez, Dr. Alex Lopez,

Treatment 1.

I wish people would take
better care of themselves.

Sounds like you're
getting done in.

I'm not, but my
beef bourguignon is.

The engine crew will have
picked up your groceries for you.

There's only one
fireman in this county

that knows what to do with them.

Yeah, Charlie
Wilson of "C" shift.

Wonder if he'll come
in if we pay him.

You're a real
comedian, aren't you?

Dr. Early, 363,

I think this whole day
has been planned like this

to work up an appetite.

Got to be hungry
enough to eat a horse.

You eat a horse, if you want.

How's he doing?

Not so bad, when you figure
he's been hit by lightning.

Dr. Brackett's in there now.

Heart's coming back to normal,
but he's verging on shock.

You got him in good time.

How's the Hooper kid?

Still in a coma, but his
reactions have begun to improve.

You know, I think he's gonna be a
very grateful boy when he wakes up.

Come on, Dr. Kildare.

I guess we can't
stall on any longer.

Enjoy your dinner.

[groans]

Here.

About time, we're getting
ready to call in Charlie Wilson.

It's not too late.

You'd just do yourselves out
of the best supper 51's ever had.

Where'd he get
all that confidence?

Don't tell anybody,

but he's been practicing
that dish at home for a week.

On his wife.

Only a week?

How come this station
doesn't have any rosemary?

Who's Rosemary?

It's got to be the girl who's
gonna teach him how to boil water.

[all chuckling]

What can I say?

Well, you might try asking,
"Are there any questions?"

Any questions?

Uh, yeah. May I leave the table?

What for?

Well, somebody's got to
get the stomach pump ready.

[alarm buzzing]

(dispatcher) Engine
51, Engine 111.

Rubbish fire, in
the alley behind...

Try and finish it all
up before we get back.

(dispatcher) 4204...

[siren wailing] Oh, no.

Cross street: Coronation Drive,

Now how can I prove anything?

You know something?

This is good.

It is good, isn't it?

Yeah.

Now how will they know?

Maybe it's just as good cold.

I got it.

Already? I'll get
something for it...

No, I mean, I know
how to prove it to them.

How?

Simple. You like it, don't you?

Yeah.

You sign an affidavit. You
swear under oath how good it is,

then they'll believe me.

Okay.

For a fee.

Next time I get stuck,
you do the dishes for me.

You're all heart.

Deal?

Deal.

Sure hope we missed dinner.

Hey, don't talk like that.

You guys missed something
you may never get again.

Best chow we've had
around here in months.

Go on, Johnny, tell 'em.

Gage.

[alarm ringing]

Not again!

(dispatcher) Squad
51 with Engine 68.

Man trapped on top of a
crane at new construction.

Winlow and Lascelles.

Winlow and Lascelles.
Time out 1855,

[siren wailing]

Where is he?

[siren wailing]

What's the story?

Well, it started out
as a suicide at first.

Went up to talk to him.

He told us he changed his mind.

Just as soon stay alive.

Said he'd like to come
down, if it's all right with us.

My partner's still up
there trying to talk him in.

Trouble is, now
he's afraid to move.

We can't get a ladder up there.

You better pull him off.

Take your belts and
ropes and go on up.

I figured as much. Let's go.

[man chattering on radio]

I'd sure hate to fall.

It would be a fast ride down
with all that beef bourgeois aboard.

Be glad your last supper
was such an occasion.

I'll be around for breakfast.

Don't worry about that.

You'd better.

You've got an
affidavit to deliver.

[radio chattering]

Now how am I going
to get out there?

(DeSoto) Did you ever walk
on top of a garden fence?

Yeah, when it was 100
feet closer to the ground.

Ah, just think of it
as a garden fence.

Let's go.

[radio chattering]

Garden fence, huh?

Well, there might
be a little difference.

Yeah.

[radio chattering]

I hope you live to be 100.

We'll have you
off here in no time.

Let's get this belt
hooked around you.

[radio chattering]

There. Perfect fit.

We'll be ready to go any second.

What do you say about that?

Anybody would be
nervous up here. I am.

Ready to go?

Yeah, I think so.

Okay.

You as scared as I am?

Yeah.

[radio chattering]

[screaming]

[Gage grunting]

[panting]

You did all right over there.

Like that psychology you tried,

pretending you were scared.

Pretending?

[panting]

Come on, let's go back home.

How'd it go?

Routine. Did you guys eat?

We sent out for Chinese food.

Hey, Johnny.

They"

They ate it.