Emergency! (1972–1979): Season 1, Episode 9 - Dilemma - full transcript

♪ ♪ [humming]

[alarm blaring]

(dispatcher) Engine
51, Squad 51, Truck 8.

Possible cardiac victim
trapped in an elevator.

225 Overland, 225 Overland.

Cross street, Alcott.
Time out: 09:10.

(Captain) Station
51, 10-4, KMG 365,

[engine starting]

[siren wailing]

Hello? Hello?

Darned elevator's stuck again.



(Captain) Do you have
a wire coat hanger?

Coat hanger? Yeah,
I do. Right here.

Our dispatcher said something
about a possible heart attack.

Oh, guys, I don't know for sure.

But when I called 'em

I... I was just afraid
of what might happen.

You see, I got on
the elevator phone

a-and somebody mentioned
something about being sick.

And... And about then the
cockeyed phone went dead.

I can't get it workin' again.

How many people
are in the elevator?

Oh, gosh, I...
I... I don't know.

I... I... I got the
mechanic comin', though.

But, gosh almighty, last
time it took him over an hour.



Well, where's it stuck?

I-It's between three and four.

Darned old
elevator. I-It's so old,

I'm surprised it's
lasted this long.

(Captain) Right between floors.

If someone's in there
with a heart attack,

an hour wait on a
mechanic isn't gonna help.

Now, it seems to me we can
get at 'em from the fourth floor.

All right.

Have our gear sent up.

Get the gear.

Well, it looks easy enough.

[groans]

It's no good here. Let's...
Let's try the escape hatch.

What was that?

(Roy) Those
cables are vibrating.

Brake drum's slippin'.

[metallic screeching]

[thudding]

Let's get down there.

Oh, my God.

My God, what happened?

What happened? What's going on?

What happened
up there? Isn't this...

Bring in the rope ladder.

I'll check 'em out.

Oh, dear.

Engine 51, Truck 8, bring
in the Stokes and some rope.

Uh.

(man on radio) 10-4,

[woman sobbing]

[woman crying]

[siren wailing]

(Krinkle) Poor Mrs. Harry.

All right.

Oh, that's terrible.

Fred, are you all right?

[woman crying]

(Krinkle) Oh, my
God... I'm sorry.

How are the other two?

[panting]

No way they're gonna
walk up that ladder, Cap.

My guess is the old woman's
got a cardiac problem.

How's the old man?

Well, he's feisty enough

but he ain't gonna
go far on a broken leg.

Oh.

Engine 51. Bring in the K-12
saw and an asbestos blanket.

(man on radio) 10-4,

[sighing]

How is she?

She's kind of shaky.

She's stable enough for now,

but I don't know how
long it's gonna last.

I'm really surprised
she's not worse.

Well, that she owes to Sam here.

[sighing]

Annie doesn't need a broken leg.

It's enough she's
got heart trouble.

[sighing]

How did you do it, Sam?

[sighing]

When this contraption let go,
I gathered her up in my arms.

I figured if I kept
her off the floor

she wouldn't get hurt bad.

[sighing]

I'd say that was pretty
sharp thinking, Sam.

I just hope it was enough.

(Sam) She's been mighty
good to me, that Annie.

Took care of me for
a couple of months

when I was sick.

Cooking my food, picking
up my social security check.

She didn't have to
do it. But she did.

[grunts] Okay.

[sighing]

Right neighborly,
yiddish, you know?

She sounds like
quite a lady, Sam.

Yes, sir. Please just take
good care of her. Hm?

[sighing]

You guys ready?

Yeah, just about.

Use this while we cut it open.

All right, you can
take that ladder up.

We're gonna have to
get her out of here fast.

We're gonna be here awhile, huh?

Won't be long, Sam.

You just lie there
and take it easy.

Thank you, son.

[motor sputtering]

(Captain) Get the Stokes ready.

Okay.

[groans]

Okay.

She's still throwing PVCs.

We better keep this EKG
going while we move her up.

All right. Captain!

You got the Stokes ready?

Okay, stretcher coming down.

[sighs]

Okay, throw it down.

[sighing]

All right, we'll be back for
you in just a second, Sam.

Thank you, but
don't worry about me.

Take care of Annie.

You're gonna be
all right, honey.

You're gonna be
fine, believe me.

She's still throwing PVCs.

Better keep the EKG
going while we move her up.

Okay, take it up.

(man #1) Push right there.

(man an) Push it.

This is terrible.

Oh, Annie. Annie.

(man #3) Is she all right?

(man #1) You're gonna
be all right. Just take it easy.

Gonna help you. Don't worry.

Okay.

[sighing]

She's gone into bradycardia.

Can't get a pulse.
Better start CPR.

Give me a hand over here.

[sighing]

Rampart Base, this is Rescue 51.

51, this is Rampart, go ahead.

Sharon.

(John) Rampart Base,

patient has now been
removed from the elevator.

She's gone into bradycardia.

Rate's dropped to 20,

Dsw drip

is still going.

We've begun CPR.

Rampart Base, 51.

(Brackett) Give me a
reading on the vital signs.

(John) Stand by, Rampart.

Rampart Base, the
patient is unconscious.

Has sporadic
respirations, can't get a BP.

51, can you get a carotid pulse?

Rampart Base, negative.

I lost it about 30 seconds ago.

51, 10-4.

We'll have to raise her rate
and increase blood pressure.

Administer atropine,
1.0 mg. IV push.

Atropine administered.

Stand by for lead 2
EKG transmission.

[machine beeping]

Come on, lady,
pick it up. Pick it up.

51, V-fib. Defibrillate, 400
watt-seconds. And move it.

Out of the way. Out of the way.

[beeping]

Clear.

[groaning]

(John) Okay.

[thudding]

[beeping continues]

Again.

Clear.

[thudding]

Rampart Base, we have
defibrillated successfully.

10-4, 51. Send me another strip.

And give her 1 amp
sodium bicarbonate.

(Roy) 10-4.

51, start a lidocaine
drip. She appears stable.

Get her in here
as fast as you can.

10-4, Rampart. 10 minute ETA.

Take that patient
over there, will you?

She's gonna be all
right, ain't she? Ain't she?

Right.

(Brackett) 51, give me an
update on your male patient.

Uh, the male patient's,
uh, got a fractured right leg.

Vital signs are very stable
and he's, uh, very conscious.

10-4, 51.

That was really
great, Dr. Brackett.

A patient miles
away from the hospital

and it's almost like
having the doctor

and the hospital right there.

Miss Walters, a nurse
is supposed to assist,

not get in the way.

Even a student nurse
should know that much.

I'm...

I'm... I'm... Yes I know.

You're sorry. Well, I
don't want you to be sorry.

I want you to do what
you're supposed to do.

You think, you
can do that for me?

Yes, Doctor. I'm...

Then get those notes
transcribed for me.

We're gonna need a record of
the drugs when they get here.

I was... I was so...

It's blank.

We can take it
off the tape, Kell.

Not we, she can.

You've got five minutes.

Yes, sir, I'll do it right away.

One more thing.

One of these days you
might learn to read an EKG.

But you'll find it's
pretty hard to do

if it's wrapped
around your feet.

Kell. Don't say it, Dix.

I will say it.

She's just a kid.
Give her a break.

A hospital is no place for kids.

She's supposed to be a nurse.

A student nurse, Kell.

Sure she's impressionable
and awed by the surroundings.

You're a big man to her.

She admires you
and tries too hard.

But you just don't
give her a chance.

So now it's my fault?

I didn't say that.

You didn't have to.

All I'm asking is
for you to ease up.

Like, maybe give her a small
compliment once in a while.

A compliment?

What's she done to
be complimented for?

Plenty.

When you're not around,
she's the most efficient

student nurse I have.

Oh.

Well, do I have some
kind of mysterious power

that causes her to be a foul
ball every time she gets near me?

To me, there's nothing
mysterious about it.

You scare her to death.

Just as you do most of the
student nurses around here.

The ogre syndrome again, huh?

It's known as the
Brackett syndrome.

But there is a cure for it.

I can't wait.

It's simple.

Just bring a little of that
charming off-duty personality

to work with you.

It's just not good
enough to do a good job

practicing medicine
anymore, huh?

That's about it, Doctor.

Well, let me tell
you something...

[phone buzzing]

Dr. Brackett.

Yes, Nurse Walters.
Yes, she's here.

But maybe I can help you.

What's the problem?

We'll see how a little of that
off-duty personality works.

Yes?

The tape. Well, what about it?

How did that happen? What?

Well, fix it.

I don't care how, just do it!

She forgot to thread
the tape and it ran off

all over the room.

1,800 feet of
spaghetti on the floor.

And you know something, Dix?

I wasn't even close to
her when it happened.

And don't tell me that syndrome
works by remote control.

Hey, Gage, it looks like one
of your army of female admirers

dropped off a token of affection

while we were out on that run.

Oh, yeah?

"My dear Johnny

"please accept these cookies in
the spirit with which they're intended

"and please call me at
your earliest opportunity.

Fondest regards, Cynthia."

You really have her
hooked, Johnny boy.

Oh, swell.

Who is Cynthia?

Ever hear of a fire buff?

Well, she's a fireman buff.

And I guess I'm the current
object of her affection.

So don't knock it.

Say, Chet, you know, you
really ought to meet her.

She's more your type than mine.

No way. When old John Gage

starts trying to
sell a girl to me

something's gotta be wrong.

Find yourself another pigeon.

[sighing]

Tell me, how is it I missed
all this action, anyway?

Who is Cynthia?

Remember last week when
I TX'd for Kirk on B shift?

Yeah.

Well, I was out
taking down the flag

when this girl drove
up front with a flat tire.

Cynthia?

Yeah, Cynthia.

Anyway, I changed
the tire and that was it.

[chuckling] And she's
been calling me ever since.

She's what you
call a real dog, huh?

Well, no, she's not
really that bad looking.

It's just that she's kind
of strange, you know?

No, I don't know.

Well, let me put
it to you this way.

Any girl that
targets in on a guy

just because he
changes her tire,

well, there's got to be
something wrong with her.

Like what?

Well, I can't really
put my finger on it

but she's gotta be
redirected, and quick.

Your logic puts me away.

Now, if she's not a dog,

then why don't you
take her out once?

I mean, see what
she's really like.

You know, you've
been married too long.

You still don't get it.

Roy, she's chasing me.

I'm not chasing her.

Now, there's something
radically wrong with that.

You're enough to stagger
the imagination, you know that?

Yeah, well, just
skip the insults.

And just tell me,
how do I dump her?

I'd say you shouldn't
try to dump her.

Why?

A girl like that might
be just what you need.

[snickering] Oh, yeah.

(Sharon) ...and that's
the story, Dr. Early.

Maybe I just better
find another career.

You want my opinion?

You like being a nurse?

Why?

Well, I don't know.

I guess,

'cause I just feel so
good being a part of all this

and helping people.

I'd say that's a
pretty fair start.

Now, are you good at your work?

Not when I'm
around Dr. Brackett.

You do okay with me.

What's the hang-up
with Dr. Smoke“?

That's the problem,
I don't know.

Do you try to do a good
job when you work with him?

Yeah, but it just
turns sour every time.

Maybe you're trying too hard.

Too hard?

Sharon, look at it this way.

If you just think
about your work

and not so much

about pleasing the
person you're working with

maybe you won't have too
many things on your mind.

Right?

Hmm?

Okay, Mr. Clinton,
that should do it.

The next time you start tinkering
around with your wife's blender

I suggest you make
sure it's unplugged.

Thank you, Doctor.

Oh, Miss Walters. Thank
you. You did a nice job.

You're a bit of all
right, Dr. Brackett.

Oh, just some of my
charming off-duty personality.

You see, it works...
[metal clattering]

It was an accident, Doctor.

Yes, I know. You're sorry.

What's the matter with
me anyway, Miss McCall?

I feel like a total klutz,

and every time I goof up

there's Dr. Brackett,
right around the corner.

Well, maybe he just
makes you nervous.

Tell you what.

Treat him like...

Well, like, he was your older
brother or someone like that.

My older brother?

Well, maybe it'll help
you overcome the idea

that he's some
kind of a superman.

Then you won't be so nervous
when you're around him.

Oh, I couldn't do that.
Act like he's my brother.

Well, I... I didn't mean
it literally, Sharon.

Just the idea

so you'll think of him
as just another doctor

like, uh, Joe Early.

Oh, I like Dr. Early.

Do you goof up when
you're around him?

No. But he doesn't
make me nervous, either.

Why not?

I don't know.

Sharon.

You've got a very
serious problem.

I do?

That's right.

You're suffering from an
acute case of "Brackettitis."

[chuckling] Oh, Miss McCall,
you're just putting me on.

Aren't you?

No, I'm not. It could
be very serious.

Fortunately, I've
got just the cure.

You do?

Mmm-hmm.

Come on. Let's
have a cup of coffee.

(dispatcher) Squad
18, Truck 127.

♪ J'[humming]

Open fire. Dock 61...

Look at the early bird.

How were your days off?

Uh, miserable.

Oh, you don't look so miserable.

That's now, because I've
finally got it all figured out.

Cynthia. You broke
down and took her out.

No way.

She turned you down.

[laughs] You're a real
wise guy, aren't you?

You know, I can't
figure you out.

You're bouncing around like
you made your first million,

but you say you're miserable.

You didn't ask her out,
she didn't turn you down.

Well, go run it through that
girl-crazy computer you have

instead of a normal mind, huh?

You know, she
ruined my days off.

She called me at least
three or four times.

That's tough.

So why isn't all that
misery showing?

Because I think I've
finally solved my problem.

That's why I came
in early this morning.

Just a stroke of genius.

I can imagine.

Wait a minute, just hear me out.

(Roy) I can't wait.

Hey, you remember
how I met Cynthia, right?

Now, the only reason
why I was out there

taking down the flag
that particular day

because I traded
places with Kirk, right?

Right.

So the way I figure
it, it's Kirk's fault.

That's amazing logic.

Yeah, you bet.

If he got me in it,
he can bail me out.

You collared him
before he went off shift.

Well, let's just say

I sold him on a
wonderful opportunity.

He went for it?

Well, not exactly.

Said he's gonna need
more time to think it over.

How much time?

I gave him until
4:00 this afternoon.

What's magic about 4:00?

That's what time she's
coming to the station.

How do you know that?

I invited her.

I won't ask.

What better way is
there to dump her?

If Kirk agrees, I
introduce them.

He's off-duty tonight.

Who knows, it might get a
beautiful relationship started.

Did you ever consider the fact

that he just might
turn you down?

Don't think negative.

[alarm buzzing]

(dispatcher) Squad
51, person injured,

216 Ranch Road, 216 Ranch Read,

Cross street, Gayley.
Time out: 8:30.

Squad 51, 10-4, KMG 365.

[siren wailing]

Hey, can you guys
pick up on the fact

that this is the first time

I dug seeing the Establishment?

What's the problem?

The problem?

Look at my face.

Take a loving look at my face.

I mean, I've been basted

like I'm a sacrifice to
the sun god or something.

Hey, you have had exposure.
Is... Is your skin burned?

No, but that's because
fate was on my side.

I think he split soon
as it happened, though.

I'm not about to do that again.

Do what again?

You're not gonna believe
this happening, man.

I mean, it was like
some weird adventure

out of a science fiction flick.

Follow me, Follow me.

Bluebell Hunter is my name,
and this is my Garden of Eden.

Or at least it was till
about a half hour ago.

It looks like a garbage dump.

Recycling, it's called, man.

Behold, you're looking at

the world's largest
compost heap.

You mean to say

you don't have your
garbage hauled off?

No way, man. I've been
giving it all back to Mother Earth

for the last six years.

You'd never know it.

You know something?
I got a feeling

there's something evil
happening around here.

You know, what I mean? You dig?

Well, Mr. Hunter,
we're kind of square.

Can you spell it out for us?

Sure. Right here is
where it all started.

I dug this hole
by this water pipe.

I was gonna hook
up a new faucet, dig?

[sighing] I dig.

I'll get the meter.

Hey, wait, where's
he splitting for?

Oh, he'll be right back.

Go on with your happening.

Well, if I'm gonna
open up a new faucet,

I gotta cut the
waterline, right?

And when you cut the water pipe

with that electric saw

there was a quick
explosion, right?

Right. Far out. You
got it, man. That's it.

It must have lifted me off
the ground about two feet.

Hey, how did you know
about that, anyway?

Well, it's not hard to
guess in this dump.

Besides sanitary reasons

do you know why you shouldn't
be burying your garbage here?

Oh, here it comes.

That there flag waving
with this lecture, man?

You want to... want to know why
it knocked you on your butt or not?

Yeah, man, but do you
have to give me all that, uh,

stuff about all mankind, huh?

I wouldn't think of it.

[hissing]

Hey, what's with
the divining rod?

What is this, a treasure hunt?

I mean, I thought you guys
just did your fire bit, that was it.

Oh, no, that's a
combustible gas indicator

for measuring the intensity
of flammable gases.

Now see, man,
you weren't listening.

The hole I was
digging was for H02.

Not for gases.

No, he's not looking
for natural gas.

See, I got a hunch you hit
a pocket of methane gas,

and that electric
saw set it off.

Methane? Well, what would
I want with methane gas?

These back-filled garbage
holes are built-in tanks.

Wait a minute, Wait a minute.

We're losing our waves, fireman.

Now, you're confusing
my brain with this, see?

Come here, I'll
show... I'll show you.

[sighing] This is the
only place I can find.

The rest of the
place is, uh, clean.

You remember the rains
we had three days ago?

Yeah.

Well, these back-filled
garbage holes form methane gas.

Those rains forced
it to the surface

and now it's leaking out.

You're putting me on.

I'll show you
something. Move back.

Far out, man,
that's really heavy.

I mean, I dig that.

That's the way it
happened to me.

You... You dig it now.

Yeah.

Yeah. I dig it.

In other words, my,
uh, whole back yard

is one big gas tank
about to blow up?

Oh, no, it's not quite that bad.

But you're... You're
gonna have to

start hauling some
of your garbage off.

I can pick up on that.

But what am I
gonna do about that?

That ought to do
it. A built-in flue.

Yeah.

There you are, Mr. Hunter,

an eternal flame for
your Garden of Eden.

Wow, now, that
really turns me on.

[sighing]

You know something?

I think you made him happy.

Squad 51 in quarters.

(dispatcher) Squad 51,

What's this Cynthia
look like, anyway?

Well, she's kind of
average, you know.

Good figure?

I don't know, I couldn't tell.

She was wearing sloppy
jeans and an old T-shirt.

Well, Johnny, it isn't like you.

Whatever happened to all
that boyish curiosity of yours?

I told you. She's
a kook going in.

A girl just does not
go stalking a guy

unless there's
something wrong with her.

And I don't wanna find
out what that something is.

But you don't mind
if Kirk finds out.

Well, he owes me.

After all, I did work
the shift for him.

Besides, I really think
that she'd be good for Kirk.

And how do you figure that?

Hm, well, after all

she isn't chasing him, is she?

[phone ringing]

Fireman Gage here.

Hey, Kirk, how are you?

[chuckling] Come on
now, would I put you on?

Look, I guarantee you,

you'd go along way before
you find a girl quite like her.

All right, I owe you a favor.

What do you say?

Okay. Thanks a lot, pal.

Fink!

[alarm buzzing]

(dispatcher) Engine
51, Squad 51,

Industrial accident
at the railroad yard.

Alameda at Third Street,
Alameda at Third Street.

Time out: 1400.

(Captain) Station
51, 10-4, KMG 365.

[siren wailing]

(Roy) What happened?

(Foreman) I don't know.
He was all right at lunchtime.

I just found him laying
here about five minutes ago.

That's when I called you.

[Jesse groaning]

Kelly, we're gonna need the 02.

Mister, can you talk?

It's... It's hard.

I... I... I don't feel good.

My head is dizzy.

Do you have a history
of heart problems?

Uh, no.

Tank. Get... Get...
Get out of tank.

He was working on the tank cars,

cleaning them up.

What's in them?

The vegetable oil tanks are
the ones I told him to clean.

Cap, I smell some
kind of solvent

on his clothing. I'd say trike.

Do you have tank cars
with trichloroethylene?

Yeah, lots of them.

But Jesse wasn't
working on those.

Like I said, he was cleaning
out the vegetable oil tanks.

Could he have possibly
made a mistake?

Gotten into the wrong tank?

Yeah, it's possible.

Hey, where's Andy?

Who's Andy?

He was working with Jesse.

They were cleaning
out the tanks together.

We might just have
another patient on our hands,

if we can find him.

I want a list of
all the tank cars

containing chlorinated solvents.

Rescue 51 to Rampart
Base, how do you read?

(Joe) Rampart
Base, go ahead, 51,

Rescue 51, we
have a male patient,

approximate age 35 years old.

All right, men, let's
take the first row of cars.

You guys start this
end, we'll start the other.

Right.

Probable exposure to
trichloroethylene fumes.

Dix, get the toxicology book.

(Roy) Patient is in a
semi-comatose state.

He has difficulty breathing,

but he responds to
oxygen administration.

Slow respirations,
approximately 10.

Pulse rate is 70.

Blood pressure is 95 over 50,

10-4, 51. Stand by.

51, judging from
the vital signs,

I'd say exposure was limited.

Maintain oxygen flow.

Start an immediate IV using DSW

and send him in.

10-4, Rampart.

Trichloroethylene?

Yeah.

It's a solvent.

It's used as a degreasing agent.

Once it's inhaled or ingested

it starts an immediate
breakdown to carbon monoxide.

How dangerous is it?

5 cc could be fatal.

[siren wailing]

Any luck?

Not yet. Did you get any more
information from that worker?

Well, he did verify that Andy
is still inside one of those cars.

An empty one with fumes.

Said he could barely
pull himself out.

Staggered around for a while
trying to find help, then he passed out.

I'm telling you, he
was really disoriented.

Check out row three.

That'll take care
of the whole yard.

All right.

[train horn blaring]

[sighs]

Hey!

Hey, Roy!

There's a hose going
into this hatch up here.

(Roy) I'll get the equipment.

Hey, throw me that flashlight.

We found the victim. Row three!

[groans]

Yeah, uh, he's
in there all right.

Hey, give me that flashlight.

Uh, we're gonna need the
other resuscitator and a rope.

Hold this.

[sighs]

[metal clanging]

[pounding on metal]

[echoing] Yeah, it's
trichloroethylene, all right.

You can tell how they came
down here without smelling it.

The fumes are
laying on the bottom.

Hurry up with that rope.

We need it to haul
him out of here.

All right, stand by.

Okay, take him up.

Here you go. Here's another one.

Got his legs.

Okay, bring him out, men.

Easy does it.

[sighing]

[men chattering]

(man it“ Get him.

(man in) Get him.

(Roy) Take him to the
engine, get him hosed off fast.

[dispatcher chattering]

Get back.

Okay, spray him.

It's best to get
some water on him.

Okay, that will do it.

Let's get him on this gurney.

Well, he's still with us.

Let's get on the air to Rampart.

Rampart Base, this is Rescue 51.

(Dixie) Rampart
Base. Go ahead, 51,

Patient is en route
to the hospital.

10-4.

10-4.

You do realize that...
That man is pretty lucky.

Well, the fact
that he passed out

in the sitting position
in the tank saved his life.

Another foot lower and those
fumes would've finished him off.

Man, that was a freaky accident.

[sighing] Yeah, aren't they all?

[clearing throat]

Squad 51 returning to quarters.

(dispatcher) Squad 51,

Well, Mr. Cranks, how
are you feeling now?

Honey, it's Sam.

I never saw so dang
many people pitch in

and work so hard on
an old man like me.

How come?

'Cause we like you, Sam.

You be careful,

I may get to be
liking it around here.

That's not allowed.

You see, the better you
get, the meaner we get.

That way, by the time
you're healthy, we're so mean

you won't be able to stand us

and you'll beg us
to let you go home.

A likely story.

But true.

Please, how is Annie?
H-H-How is she?

Well, according to Dr. Brackett

I think she'll be on her
way home before you.

Oh, that's good news.

We kind of had a
hunch you'd think so.

Oh, you did, huh?

Mmm-hmm.

From what the fellas at
the Fire Department tell me,

you've got kind of
a thing for Annie.

She's a fine neighbor.

Mmm-hmm. Sure she is.

[groaning]

What is it, Mr. Cranks?

I don't rightly know.

[groans] It's a
kind of a pain. Ah.

Where?

Right here, uh, here.

[sighing]

It went away.

[groaning]

Come on, Mr. Cranks,
get up, let me help you.

[coughing] It
hurts. It hurts bad.

[alarm buzzing]

Kell, 107, Mr. Cranks.

Who's with him? Sharon Walters.

Come on, let's go.
I'll need some help.

What is it?

Some kind of respiratory
distress, Doctor.

He had sharp chest
pains, rapid respirations.

Pulse 135 and
thready. BP 90 over 60.

Oxygen going, high
Fowler's position.

Let's get an IV started.

Oh, will you want
a portable x-ray

and cardiogram, Doctor?

And some blood tests.

Right away, Doctor.

That chest pain
easing up any, Sam?

It's a... a... a little...
A little better, Doc.

Please, what happened?

Uh, without further
tests, we can't tell for sure.

But from the way Miss
Walters handled things here

I don't think you've got
anything to worry about.

I'm gonna give you
something to ease the pain.

Pretty efficient
nurse, huh, Doctor?

Was it a heart attack, Doc?

You're too tough for that, Sam.

It's what we call a
pulmonary embolism.

Fortunately, we
caught it in time.

But you have to
be still, Mr. Cranks.

You can't be moving around.

Like I said before

there sure is a heap of
people around here helping me.

What about that embolism thing?

It was a result of your
injury that you had.

A little clot was formed.

It passed by blood
through the veins in your leg

and forced into your
lungs. You felt the rest.

Can you beat that?

Could it happen again?

I hope not, Sam.

You just do what
Miss Walters says

and everything
will be all right.

No moving around.

The medication will
take care of the rest.

You have my word.

Well, I'm gonna let Miss Walters

stick with Nurse Bart for
a while just to make sure.

Let's start him on
5,000 units heparin, IV.

I want his vital signs
checked every 15 minutes.

Yes, Doctor.

She really came through, huh?

She sure did.

You know, maybe I've
been wrong about her, Dix.

Oh?

Ah, she was like a veteran.
Knew exactly what to do

and did it without fumbling.

Oxygen therapy,
high Fowler's position.

I noticed.

She was like a different person.

Why the sudden change?

Simple.

I explained you to her.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, you're not on that
big, high pedestal anymore.

It was making her nervous.

Exactly what did
you tell her about me?

Morning, men.

Hey, Kirk. What
are you doing here?

Uh, I traded with Kelly.

He's got a very
heavy date, he says.

Oh, yeah? Morning.

Who's the girl. Do you know?

No. He didn't say.

Huh?

She must really be some girl

for him to take a whole day off.

Sure must be. Said he was
dropping by to borrow my dune buggy.

They're beachin' it.

Hmm.

Sure nice day for it.

[door opens]

Morning, slaves.

Sure is one great
day for not working.

Mike, can I borrow the keys?

Here you go, Chet.

Hey, Chet, who's the girl?

You wanna meet
her again, Johnny?

Again?

Hey, Cynthia, come
on in and meet the gang.

Excuse me.

Uh, Cynthia, would
you like a cup of coffee?

Sure.

That's Cynthia, right?

The girl you had tried to
pawn off on everyone all week.

Yeah.

[men chattering]

You know something, Johnny?

You're totally out of your mind.

You really are.

[sighs] Yeah. Tell me about it.