Saving Hope (2012–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript

Hey.

You are so beautiful.

Don't distract me.
This is hard work.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Okay. Uh...

Low side, high side.
How do I look?

Mm, we'll deal with it later.

This is already way better
than my first wedding.

Oh, yeah?

You don't miss
the horse-drawn carriage

and the puffy white dress?

Oh, you saw those pictures.
I snooped.



You look good.

You feel good.

Mmm.

Let's drive around.

We have guests.
They can wait.

Yep, they can. They can.
Mmm.

Charlie?

Your head.

Oh, you're cut.

I'm fine.
Yeah?

You okay?
Yeah.

Check him. I'll be back.

Yeah.

Hi. I've been in an accident.
York and adelaide.



We need an ambulance.

Hey.

Are you okay?
Can you talk?

Alex!
Yeah!

I need your purse!
Yeah.

Okay. You have
a collapsed lung.

Here.
But you're gonna be fine, okay?

I promise.
Just... lie still.

Uh...

The, uh, plastic thingie.

The, uh, tube thing
from the, uh...

The tampon. The tampon, yeah.
Yeah.

This can't wait.

Hey. Don't worry.
In my other life, I'm a doctor.

Come on!

32-37.
Doctors are on scene.

On the way.

Collapsed lung.
Thanks, doc. Thank you.

How you doing?

Okay.

What happened?

I don't know.
But I wanna get married again.

Charlie? You okay?

What is it, baby?
What is it?

Charlie, talk to me.

Charlie, talk to me.
Charlie?!

Charlie?!

Medic! Medic!

Good. Keep bagging him.

- How many minutes out?
- Less than five. Clearing right now.

B.P.'S 90 over 65
and falling.

He's nonresponsive to pain.

Okay. Okay.
His pupils are reactive.

Okay, that's good. Good.

I got it. Go, go, go, go, go!
Get out of the way!

- Okay, let's go faster...
- I think I'm bleeding into my head.

I was lucid for a while,

so it's probably
an epidural bleed.

He was lucid right before
it happened.

- It was probably an epidural bleed.
- Start an I.V.

We need
a respiratory therapist.

- Let's go, let's go!
- Starting a 14 gauge, left A.C.

Screen for two units and get
some baseline electrolyte value.

Get me a gown!
Let's get him into C.T.

Radiology's backed up.
He's chief of surgery. He's not gonna wait.

You tell her, Alex.
Where is my gown?

He's not withdrawing from pain.

He's been unconscious
for 37 minutes.

Wait a second.

Got it.

...Screen for two units.

He's been under
for 37 minutes.

Wait. Where's my gown?

This is how it happens.

You leave it all behind.

Alex, can you hear me?

Everything you love...

Everything you know...

Can anyone hear me?

You belong to the hospital now.

And all you can do...

Is hope.

..ls this
the third guy. What'd you see?

He says, "I saw the monkey
trying to put the cork back in."

Okay, let's just jump
right in, then.

Uh, management
of soft tissue sarcomas

in the upper limbs...

amputation or limb-sparing surgery?

Now is the time when someone
usually answers the question.

Dr. Lin?

Um...
Dr. Raycraft?

Well, I would have to learn
a little bit more about...

Dr. Reid.

I'm a general surgeon,
not an orthopedic surgeon.

Yes, but you are a doctor, aren't you?
You do have an opinion!?

I would save the arm.

Why?

Because if the tumor
doesn't metastasize,

the survival rate is 75%.

Yes, but if it does,
if it goes systemic,

the patient's
5-year survival rate is zero.

You're just playing
a numbers game.

It's because it a numbers game.

What else is there?

Dr. Harris is right.

Percentages are percentages.

See? Brain surgeon...
smartest guy in the room.

How can you be so sure
of yourself, Dr. Harris?

Because that's my job,

Dr. Reid.

I have completely lost
my place.

What the hell was that?

Foreplay.

♪ mm ♪

♪ I want you in my bed
in a minute flat ♪

Oh, hell.

Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.

You have rounds?

Yeah, I gotta hustle, baby.

That's not hustle.

Hey, do you think
we ordered enough beer?

Uh, they're a hotel.
I'm pretty sure they're stocked.

Look, I just want everything
to go right.

Hey, you don't think
it's bad luck

that you saw the dress, do you?

Wait. Don't answer that. I know
you don't believe in luck.

It's just... this is
so not like me. I'm nervous.

I like the dress.
I don't believe in luck,

but I do believe in love
and you and this.

I'll see you at 8:00.

That's great.
We'll be there by 8:30?

Married by 9:00.

Good morning.

Morning.

Now I know you know this, Shawn,
but I have to ask.

You didn't drink anything
or eat anything?

You said not to, so I didn't.

Okay. We're gonna go through
consent one more time.

This is your arm.

Your tumor is right here,

near the shoulder.

It's stage III.
It's pretty big.

It's also spread
to the lymph nodes,

which is why we need
to remove your arm.

Understood?

As clear as a bell.
Let's do this bitch.

I like
the positive attitude.

Now this is gonna
seem a little weird, Shawn, but, uh...

I'd rather not amputate
the wrong arm.

Sign where the stickies are.

Nurse is gonna prep you, and I
wanna see you in half an hour.

You nervous?
Don't be nervous.

Just, uh, solving a problem here.

Just like to hear
what Dr. Reid has to say.

What do we have?

This is Angela. She came in
with nonspecific abdominal pain.

Hi, Angela. I'm Dr. Reid,
chief surgical resident.

It says here that you've been
having some abdominal cramping.

How long?

Since after breakfast.

She's been, like, crying
and everything.

Okay, Dr. Lin,
can you examine her again?

Press.

Ow.

Angela, does it hurt when
she presses or lets go quickly?

Um, when she lets go.

That's rebound tenderness.

Okay, we need to get
some blood work done,

and then if that's okay,
we're gonna get you a C.T.

And see if something's up
with your appendix. Easy.

Is there something else?

No.

Don't worry. The test
will show us what's going on.

I'm sorry.

I was having trouble
examining her because...

She's so... fat.

Maggie, that's the fifth time
you've paged me.

I know. I just... I don't want
to make a mistake.

Take it slow.

Listen to the patients.
Trust the facts. Okay?

Okay. Um...

Yes?

I know this is my first week
rotating in general surgery,

but I was hoping you could
give me the weekend off.

Family reunion.

Ask Dr. Harris.
He's the boss.

I was hoping
you might speak to him?

Uh, hope isn't a plan.
Ask him yourself.

Bus crash.

Ejected through the windshield
approximately 10 feet.

I got a penetrating chest wound

- and a second pneumothorax.
- I need a room!

Full trauma team.
Get me to the O.R.

Prep the O.R.
oh. Hey.

Alex.

You look like a million bucks,
by the way. Whoo!

Page thoracics.
Call for the o-negative stat.

I'm calling the
blood bank to get the o-neg.

You see? And I was all hopeful
when you paged me.

Oh, yeah?

Yep. I thought that
you needed more surgery.

No.

What you got?

Bus crash victim. He was
talking to the bus driver,

went through the windshield.

Blunt abdominal trauma.

Tap was positive.

Ultrasound?

Uh, fuzzy.

Get the suction ready.

This guy's gonna go boom.

Whoa. Okay.

What do we got?

There's a long
and deep laceration

in the right lobe of the liver.

Put in a retractor
so I can see the spleen.

Deaver.

What does it look like?

It's mush.
It's not salvageable.

B.P.'S 60. I'm having trouble maintaining.

Okay, let's leave the spleen
for now, pack it away,

and we'll suture
the liver first.

Sponges.

So how many kids
you wanna have?

What?

You heard me. Could have
one or two if you like,

hell, we could even kick it
catholic school and have three.

Liver suture
and keep them coming.

Ah.

This guy'll be lucky
to make it off the table.

Let's do everything we can.

Anybody hear if the medics
found an organ donor card?

No wallet. No nothing.
Guy's a John Doe.

Hey, man.
How are you coming in?

Oh, hey. Good. I wish I could
shake your hand. I can't.

No. No. No. No worries.
Welcome to hope-zee.

Hey. Well, you got everything you need?
Yeah, I have. Man, look, I gotta tell you,

it's an honor to be working with you.
Please. The pleasure's ours,

and I'm getting all the credit
for it, so it's even better.

I'm gonna see you at 8:00,
and I'll, uh, I'll see you.

See you later, man.
I thought you started work tomorrow.

Yeah, you know, I figured I'd
sort of settle into the office

and hang some pictures

and, uh, then this whole bus
crash thing happened, so...

Right. I noticed that.

I'm Shahir Hamza.
I'm a neurosurgeon.

Oh, hey, man. I'm Joel Goran.
I'm the...

Orthopedic surgeon.

It's gonna be weird, isn't it?

Oh, Shahir?

No, he's just like that.
No, I mean you and me.

I mean, you didn't invite me
to the wedding,

so presumably,
you're still in love with me.

Right.
I totally forgot.

I like to remember the poems
you wrote me... Mm-hmm.

The breakfasts in bed,
the nurses you were banging.

Okay, we can stop right there.

No, seriously,
if I'd known you'd be here,

we would have invited you.

If you get off early...
park regency, suite 918.

Open bar.

It's a no-go, guys.
You're kidding.

Nope. Emerg got slammed.
O.R.S are backed up.

What can I tell you?

Communication around here
is horrendous.

So we're not doing
my surgery today?

- No. Tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?

- Yep. First thing.
- Look, I want this freaking thing off now man.

It's a short wait, Shawn.

Yeah.

Yeah,
it's... it's all right, man.

So we're good for tomorrow?

All good.

It's called Isla Holbox,
off the coast near Cancun.

It's less touristy than
Isla Mujeres, but...

mm. The isle of women.

Yeah, you're not going there
anymore.

So what does "holbox" mean?

Black hole.

But trust me,
it's gonna be beautiful.

Okay? It's gonna have
white Sandy beaches

and we're gonna pick out food
at the market

and cook it in our own
little hut with a palapa roof.

What about Paris?

I don't know.
I've never been to Paris.

I was always too busy working
or going to school.

Okay, we're... we're going.

I mean, unless
you really don't want to,

'cause black hole island
sounds pretty romantic.

Oh, my God.

What?

Charlie, we're getting married.

Mm.

Oh, she cannot be serious.

Go. Go. Go.

Dr. Lin,
couldn't you get a C.T.?

Uh, no, I couldn't,
because of the radiation.

I'm pregnant.

I'm sorry.
What's your name?

Mitchell.

Mitchell, could you go get
Angela a juice?

They're in the little fridge
down the hall.

Thank you.

Angela,
when was your last period?

Four or five months ago.

Are you sure you didn't know
you were pregnant?

'Cause here's what I think.
I think you kinda knew.

I didn't want him to dump me.

Okay. I can understand that.

I'm just gonna check you, okay?

Tara, you feel like you're
20 or so weeks pregnant.

Congratulations. An ob-gyn
will be able to check for sure.

Let's keep her overnight.
Put her on a fetal monitor.

Yeah.

And, Dr. Lin, try not to page
me. I'm going to get married.

Dr. Reid?

Yes?

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Hey.

Wait. Wait.

Sorry.

The shoes were expensive.

Hey.

You good? You good?

Yep. Hop in.
All right.

My love.

Still not withdrawing
from pain. What do you think?

It's a venous bleed.
It's... it's okay,

but if it's his meningeal
artery, he could cone.

Now coning is when...

I know what coning is!
It's when the pressure of his brain

goes down to the spinal cord,

the pressure, essentially,
could... could crush his brain.

And he could die.

I could die?

What the hell does that
even mean?

Okay. This is weird.

We'll take it from here.

I'm coming with you.

You're not a neurosurgeon, Alex.
There's nothing you can do.

I'm not leaving him.

See, doctors like tests.

It's the unknown
that scares them.

Yeah, this is exactly
what I would do...

see what's going on
in my brain.

I can tell you
what's going on in my mind.

And I wish I could hold you,
Alex,

and tell you
that I'm gonna be okay...

But I can't.

And you know what?

There's no test for this.

I am having
an out-of-body experience

in a tuxedo.

Wake up, you dumb bastard.

Anything?

No change.

Everybody keeps telling me
to...

to go home?

Yeah.

I can't.

Then don't.

Your family's here.

So what am I supposed to do?

Suit up.

Pit your scrubs on,
Dr. Reid.

Get to work.

He's bradycardic,
and his pressure's up.

It is slightly.

But the C.T. showed
a venous bleed,

so unless something changes,
we don't need to operate yet.

Do you want
some time alone with him?

Without me?

No. He's being looked after.

I can leave if you like.

It's fine.

Gotta go.

Okay, hypothetical...

you're on an airplane
going to Miami,

but you land in helsinki.

Hey.

And that's fine.

You can see me?

Yeah. Can you see me?

Yeah. 'Cause I'm...
I'm talking to you.

Right. What's going on?

Um...

I'm in a coma.

Am I in a coma?

No, you... you died.

We did everything we could.

Sorry about that.

It's not what I pictured.

Yep. I know what you mean.

I haven't even seen my wife.

I don't think she's coming.

You have a wife?

Yeah, and, uh, a daughter.

Yeah. See, we had you declared
a John Doe.

Couldn't find your wallet.

That's funny. Uh...

I like to gamble, so I, uh,

I just take cash with me
so I don't go over my limit.

Right.

I'm sorry. What's your name?
Uh, Charlie. Charles.

Charles, I gotta be honest
with you.

I-I don't think I'm coping
all that well with things.

You know, maybe I should
find this more intriguing...

being able to see everything...

it beats the void, you know,
nothingness, but, uh...

I don't know about you.

I'm lonely.

Yep. I'm... I'm getting there,
John.

That's not my name.

I'm sorry.
What is your name?

Almost done.

You paged me?

Yeah, I'm sure I should be able
to figure this out myself,

but I am stymied as to why
Tara here swallowed this.

Daffodil bulb.

Yeah.

Highly toxic and causes
convulsions and death.

Okay, I'm just gonna
pull out the tube now. Okay?

Hey, Tara.

My name's Gavin Murphy.

I'm a psych resident
here at hope-zee.

Do you mind if I ask you
a couple questions?

Sure.

You know the daffodil bulb
was toxic when you ate it?

Why would I have eaten it
if I knew that?

If you wanted to hurt yourself.

Why would I do that?

Will you hand me my jacket?

Are you cold?

No. There's a pizza bagel
in there,

and I'm hungry because I just
got my stomach pumped.

I didn't try to kill myself,
okay?

You trying to get high?
No.

You trying to lose weight?
No.

Something all the kids
are doing?

No!
Then what was it?

It was a love potion.

I'm sorry?

It was a love potion.

Can't hear you.

It was
a love potion, all right?

A love potion.

I drank it, then I gave some
to this boy I like.

Now I want to die.

Aah!

Who are you?

Hey. I'm Joel Goran.
I'll be performing your surgery.

Where's Dr. Harris?

I'm... afraid
he's unavailable.

Today?
Because I mean, I'll wait.

No, he can't do the surgery
at all. Um, but it's okay,

because I'll be looking
after all of his patients.

I don't want a new doctor,
okay?

Unfortunately,
you don't have a choice.

Kinda what you got.

But I'm good, so...

Uh, Shawn,
I'm looking over your stuff.

Has anyone spoken to you
about limb-sparing surgery?

Yeah, Dr. Harris. Why?

I mean we should have
another talk about it.

Limb-sparing surgery... it's
exactly what it sounds like.

What we do is we make
a wide incision,

we cut out the belly
of the muscle,

then we use radiation
and chemo,

and we could maybe
spare your arm that way.

I have
a grade III fibrosarcoma.

I understand that. I'm not
making any promises here.

I just feel like
if we can take a shot,

we should probably
take the shot, right?

Shawn, what do you do
for a living?

Look, I work at a gas station,
but tell me...

are you here to sign my arm or what?
I don't know.

Are you postponing
my surgery again?

I don't know.

Ow! Ow!
What's going on?

I don't know. Temp's 37.5.
B.P.'S 130 and on 80.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Maggie,
do you know what this is?

A vag... a baby's head.

She's crowning. I need an ob-gyn
and N.I.C.U. stat.

And get that bed out of here.

A little help here.
Ow!

All right, Angela, you're gonna
have your baby now, all right?

We're gonna do this together

because we need
to get this baby out.

I need you to push.

I don't know how to push.

Just take a breath
and bear down when I tell you.

You just need to listen
to your body.

Maggie, grab her foot
and brace it.

I'm not ready for this!

You are. You are.

Come on.
I know you can do this. Push.

Oh, that hurts! Ohh!
I know it hurts.

I know it hurts, but you need
to push through the pain.

So take a nice, deep breath.
Ready?

And push.

Ohh!

Okay, I got one shoulder. You're
gonna need one more push.

You got one more push in you,
Angela.

One more deep, giant push.
You want this baby.

Ohh! I want my baby!

Ready? Push.

Aah!

There you go.

You have a baby boy.

He's tiny, but he's breathing.

I can't believe it.

He's so beautiful.

She's ready. She's ready.

Hey.

You okay?

Congratulations, Angela.

Born at 10:32.

Yes, I understand that
the deposit is nonrefundable

and I am absolutely willing
to pay for the suite.

Okay? I just...

I have to cancel the reservation
for the weekend,

and if you could do that for me,
it would be... great.

Thank you.

Ch...

Charlie.

I know that I should talk
to you.

I'm sorry.

I know that I should.

Call the code! 32-13!

Code blue.
32-13.

Code blue. 32-13.

Code? Alex, hey.

Is he full code?
Yes. Yes.

Still in V.F.
All right, let's... let's shock him.

I got this. I got this.
Hey, Alex. Hey, no, you don't.

I got it. Okay?

Goran, 5 epi.

Come on! Come on!

Let's get him down.
Get him down.

5 C.C.S epi.

Clear.

All right, what's the rhythm?

Still on V.F. Wanna go again?
Yes, I do.

200 joules.

Come on, Charlie! Come on,
Charlie! Listen to my voice!

Come on, baby!
Come back to me! Clear!

He's returning
to normal-size rhythm.

His I.C.P.'S through the roof.
He needs a craniotomy stat.

Could I get, uh, doctor...
what is his name?

Hamza. Go get Dr. Hamza.

We have to reduce the pressure
on his brain, or he's gonna die.

In case you're wondering,

during a craniotomy,

they drill holes in your head.

And that's about it.

I've seen this a hundred times.
I'm fine, Shahir.

See, most patients
don't understand

how physical surgery is.

The body is tough.

You gotta crack a few bones,

poke a few holes,

and really get in there.

And it works,

most of the time.

It's not making
you nervous, my being here?

I don't get nervous.

You called for a consult?

This is Mischa,

16, with acute abdominal pain.

Not appendicitis.
No allergies.

Stuart here thinks
it might be suicide attempt.

Mm-hmm.

Daffodil root poisoning.

Really?

You mean he ate a daffodil?

The root, actually.

I've never even heard of that.
How do you know that?

She's the best.

Finish pumping his stomach.

And I'll meet you
in cubicle three.

All right.

What's in cubicle three?

I...

Hey, man.

You rescheduled my surgery?
We good to rock 'n' roll?

Yep. Yeah.

Great.

I have a couple of questions
I want to ask you first, though.

You didn't tell me
you were in Afghanistan.

That's none
of your business, doc.

Well, I googled you.

Turns out
you're kind of a hero.

You saved a bunch of guys' lives
in an ambush,

and you have
an engineering degree?

So?

You told me you work
at a gas station.

You might have
post-traumatic stress.

Watched a bunch of people
get blown up for no reason.

I probably do.

I think it's also possible
you have survivor guilt.

Everyone who doesn't die
over there has survivor guilt.

I think you want this arm off

'cause it's gonna make you
feel like this is... fair.

Have you thought about talking
to a psychiatrist?

Did that, man,
at the V.A. Hospital.

They gave me
five different kind of pills

and then they found my cancer.

Look, I'm here
because Charlie Harris is

supposed to be a great surgeon,
okay?

Now you got me
talking to shrinks again?

I just want my tumor
dealt with, man. That's it.

I think it's more than that.

So what, man?

What if we did get to know
our patients?

What makes them happy...

Or sad?

Would it help us?

Would it help them?

Hey.

Hey. How you feeling?

So sleepy.

Do you need anything?

No.

But...

I've kinda been thinking
about the baby.

We should probably get it
some diapers

or clothes and stuff.

Maybe I can go down
to the gift shop,

get him a little bear
or something.

He's too little
for toys.

Mitchell?

Do you love me?

Angela?

What's going on?
Angela, are you okay?

Angela! Nurse!

Code blue.
27-38.

Code blue. 27-38.

Code blue. 27-38.

Mitchell?

I don't understand.
She can't be dead.

She had what's called
a pulmonary embolism.

There were massive blood clots
that went into her lungs.

We did everything we could do.

I was just talking to her.

15 minutes ago,
she said she was sleepy.

I am so, so sorry, Mitchell.

Let's get
these charts organized.

I know this is terrible timing,

but... we do need
to talk about your son.

Someone has to make decisions
for him.

Can't you ask her parents?

You're the father.

Look, I know right now
it just seems like some baby...

But it's your baby.

And...

It just needs time.

Babies go from unknowable

to... to cute to...

Miraculous.

It builds.

And next thing you know,

you'll be teaching him
how to ride a bike, and...

It'll be the best day
of your life.

Do you have kids?

No.

Can I put him up for adoption?

I can put you in touch
with a social worker.

Okay.

But you don't have to make that
decision now. You have time.

I don't need time.
Mitchell.

This baby killed Angela.
I don't want it.

When things go bad,

we say we did all we could

and then there's
nothing more to say.

You're alone.

Paging E.M.T.
To the E.R. nurses station.

Dr. Reid?

Yeah.

Dr. Reid, hey, um,
I was at the accident

yesterday with you
and Dr. Harris.

Oh.

Right. Well, you guys
did a good job. Thanks.

Um...

We found this when we were
cleaning out the rig.

Thanks.

Take care, okay?

Yeah.

Charlie is, uh,
stable after the craniotomy.

Relieved the pressure and his,
uh, his vitals are all right.

Good.

Do you know
where his parents live?

No, they're both dead.

Brothers or sisters?

No.

Then we need to talk about
how far you want us to go.

We had to resuscitate him.

This may be the first
of many interventions.

Oh.

We're having the talk.

Alex...
no.

I know what this is.
We don't have to do this.

We do.
Charlie is in a coma.

We need to consider the quality
of life as well as quantity.

You want me to tell you whether
I want to resuscitate him

if he codes again?
Yes.

I can't do that.

You have to.

Come in.

You need something?

About to ask you
the same question.

How you doing?

I do better when I'm busy.

What are you...

Medic dropped it off.

You know, I only ever
tried it on once.

Charlie and I picked it out
together.

It's gonna be okay.

You seriously believe that?

Yeah.

Shahir asked me
about a D.N.R.

That's a hard call.

Do I really want to put him
through all the crap

of a series of interventions,
cracking his ribs,

filling his body with drugs,

every indignity,

when he's just
gonna die anyway?

Charlie's not gonna die.

Come on, Joel, he is. He has
some brain function maybe,

but the rest is just machines.

No, you don't know that.

Yes, I do and so do you.

No, I don't.

I mean, look at Shawn price.

You know, I can either cut
that kid's arm off

or I can try and save it,
so I don't know,

why don't I try
the option of...

Thinking you're not screwed?

You don't get to come in here

and pretend you're the only
doctor who cares about patients.

Okay, where the hell
did that come from?

Charlie is twice the surgeon
you will ever be.

Amputate the arm.
That's what he was gonna do.

I'm not Charlie.

No kidding!
This is life and death.

You have to be aggressive.

Okay, when did this become about
you telling me how to do my job?

When you came in here
and started soft-pedaling me

like I don't know the facts.
You know what?

I came in here because I was
trying to be nice to you.

Well, don't be nice.

'Cause you're a lot of things,
Joel, but you're not nice.

Dr. Goran?

Yeah?

Hi.
Hey.

Gavin Murphy.
I'm a psych resident here. Hey.

I caught the consult
with Shawn price.

Ah, right.

He has P.T.S.D.

Yeah.

So obviously, I don't think
he's in any shape

to be making decisions
on amputation.

Well, we're gonna go ahead
with the surgery. Thank you.

Okay, uh, with all due respect,

he's got a lot of issues
tied up in that arm.

Let me ask you something, man.

Do you think being a doctor
automatically makes you smarter

than the patient?

Depends who you're talking to.

Oh, you're talking to me.

Look, this kid wants
his arm off.

I don't think
he's entirely wrong.

As surgeons,
we deal in absolutes,

in certainty.

We make a choice.

We believe it's right.

We can't second-guess
ourselves.

It's kind of bloody.

At least,
that's what I used to think.

Oh, God. Get out.

How you feeling, Shawn?

What do you think?
You didn't do my surgery.

I changed my mind.
No, you can't do that.

You didn't do what I wanted.

I performed
the limb-sparing surgery.

All right?
We've removed the tumor.

It's much better, believe me.

I signed a consent.

Look, in all truth,

I got in there,
I just could not do it.

I can't watch
you punish yourself

for surviving a war, Shawn.

You don't know
anything about me.

You haven't seen
the stuff that I've seen

and you... you... you haven't
walked where I walked.

Maybe not, but I've seen
a lot of death in my time.

Oh, yeah? You have anyone die
for you lately?

No.

Look...

Shawn, I was gonna perform
the amputation

'cause that's what Dr. Harris
was gonna do.

I felt guilty a-about that,

you know,
I felt a sense of duty.

I think it's what you felt
towards your fallen comrades.

Live your life.

I'm gonna sue you.

You'll probably win.

I've walked these halls
a thousand times.

I thought I knew them.

We all end up here.

We come in sick or broken...

And sometimes,

we get better.

You gonna come in with me?

Yeah. Of course.

You sure it won't hurt him?

Yeah.

It's good for him,
to be touched.

Okay, I'm just going to try this
and see how it goes.

Okay.

You can get into bed with him.

I'll mess up his lines.

No, you won't.

I'll be here just in case.

All right.

No.

You okay?

Would you j...
would you just go?

I had a bad day.

I lost a patient and... and...

Normally, I would...

Tell you about it.

And I would... I would, um...

Ask you to help me figure out

how to fix it, you know,
where it went wrong.

And I-I would...

Charlie.

Charlie, what am I gonna do
without you?

(Emma-Lee) ♪ As I lay me
down to sleep ♪

♪ I pray ♪

Don't you give up on me.

♪ Pray ♪

I'm still here.

♪ And I know ♪

♪ living right ♪

♪ it isn't in the lyin' ♪

♪ but I could live ♪

♪ with tryin' ♪

♪ I could live ♪

♪ with cryin' ♪

♪ I could live ♪

♪ with dyin' ♪

♪ tonight ♪