The Night Shift (2014–2017): Season 1, Episode 2 - Second Chances - full transcript
T.C. learns that a man he saved by giving him his dead brother's heart has been shot in the chest. He learns that unless he gets a new heart he will die. And when an addict Topher didn't want to treat suffers severe head trauma, T.C. wants to use his heart for his friend. But Jordan reminds him of protocol. T.C. goes to the addicts parents. Drew treats a boy who injured his arm while riding his bike. But he suspects something so he has the boy admitted so that Landry can evaluate him.
Listen up.
The night shift starts in five minutes.
Then you're mine.
Hey, let's bet a hundo each
on the Ducks minus a 28.
ASU minus four, LSU minus 12...
K State plus five and a half
and the Aggies minus six.
If you lose,
I'm not loaning you any more money.
Serious. I have twins on the way.
My wife's gonna kill me.
- I paid you back the 400.
- You owed me 800.
- Hey, Topher.
- Dr. Alexander.
- TC.
- Hey.
Look for opportunities
to take your shirt off?
You used to look for opportunities
for me to take my shirt off.
I remember walking in
on one of those opportunities.
You think you can show me
a modicum of respect as your boss?
Only when we're on duty.
That felt good.
I don't know, T,
I think she's still into you.
One, two, three.
Come on, Drew, one, two, three.
Defensive roll.
You got a fight next week.
You can't let the Army down.
Finish hard, finish hard.
Defensive roll.
That's what I'm talking about, baby.
What's up, Miss Krista?
- Not much.
- Come on, show me what you got.
Show me what you got.
- Come on, two, three, two.
- You want more?
Okay, not bad for a girl.
How's that? For a girl?
- That was pretty good.
- Attagirl, Krista!
Did I not mention that she trains?
- Sorry about that.
- Yeah.
Yo. Paul, water.
Oh, yeah. Gotcha.
- Incoming!
- Do you want another one?
Wha...?
- Ma'am?
- I will leave when I am good and ready.
You are ready.
You just have a sprained ankle.
A severely sprained ankle.
Now, let me finish.
And you need to get me
a wheelchair.
I can't possibly bear any weight.
The pain is a 10 out of 10.
Get her the wheelchair.
Hey, hey, sweetie.
How are you, hon? How was school?
She Di...
Forty-year-old female
with bilateral forearm fractures.
Send trauma panel and type and cross
for six, and someone notify Ortho.
Kenny, Paul, you're with me.
- Got a stab wound to the neck.
- Guess we know why he crashed.
Penetrating neck trauma,
zone two, G CS 111.
Place two large bore IVs.
- Set up for intubation.
- Guarding on left lower quadrant.
Tell CAT scan we're coming.
TC, we have an officer-involved
shooting. GSW to the chest.
- Said to tell you it's Deputy Woods.
- Nick Woods?
- Call the chopper.
- He's on his way.
Set up a thoracotomy tray, prep
the rapid infuser. Let's get out there.
- Can I go with him?
- Don't look at me. Go, go, go.
- So you fell off your bike?
- Yes. He fell.
How fast were you going, bud?
Not fast. He just fell awkwardly.
Okay.
Well, let's get some x-rays.
I'll be right back.
How is she?
Open comminuted Galeazzi fracture.
She's headed to the OR
for a washout and internal fixation.
The ankle sprain is no longer
her biggest concern.
I checked with lawyers.
Because she refused to get out
of the ambulance before it was hit...
she was not on hospital property.
So the hospital and I
have zero liability.
She has to sue the city.
I'm off the hook.
- How great is that?
- You should throw a party.
- Interns, report to their station now.
- Lidocaine.
- Interns, report to their...
- Let's see what we have under here.
Oh, man. You still with us, Paul?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Good.
It turns out our friend here
tried to rob a gas station...
and the attendant wasn't having it.
Get him to the OR, tell the cops
they can question him in a few hours.
Topher, your wife just called.
She wants you to bring home
haemorrhoid meds.
The magic is still alive!
There's no way the kid
fractured his arm falling off a bike.
His mom won't let him answer.
It's like he doesn't wanna answer...
or he can't. I don't know.
Normally I'd just call a social worker,
but I can't put my finger on it.
The boy just seems off.
Okay, let's get a nurse, split the mom
up for paperwork and talk to him alone.
This is Nick. Let's move.
EMS said the ambulance was 30
minutes out, so I brought him in.
Armour-piercing went through his vest.
I haven't been able to stop bleeding.
- He passed out three minutes ago.
- Losing his pulse. Crack the chest.
Okay, come on.
I want four units running
on the rapid infuser, five minutes ago.
Send off a CBC, a chem-20
and grab all the O-neg you can find.
Hang on, Nick.
Somebody call Dr. Flannery Mills
at Cardiac Institute.
Tell her to get her ass over here now.
Now!
Insert the rib spreader
and start cranking it.
- How much do I open the ribs?
- Until you hear them crack.
Whoa, that's a huge heart.
It's not his original one.
He's been shot before.
We were in the same platoon
in the war.
We had to find him a new one.
- This was a transplant?
- Yeah, from my brother.
Okay, suction, please.
- Hey, what's up?
- It's Nick.
What's the story?
GSW to the left ventricle.
I got my finger in the hole.
I need you to cross-clamp the aorta.
Clamp.
Put your finger where mine is.
- Yeah.
- I'm through the cords.
Two-0 silk.
Retractor.
Damn it. I can't get the angle.
- T, if this is too hard, we can do this.
- Suction, please.
So we need you
to cover these cases...
to free up the attendings for the...
The real emergencies.
Fantastic. I'm 100 percent ready.
And listen, I'm more into diagnosis
than surgery anyway, so like...
Well, then, this is perfect.
Does this hurt?
Anthony?
Does this hurt when I touch it?
A little.
Where am I?
You're in a hospital.
Remember your mother
bringing you in?
No, not really.
Can you remember anything
about how you got hurt?
Did somebody hit you?
- Did you fall?
- I don't know.
You can tell us.
It'll be our secret.
I don't know.
Where am I again?
Okay. Hey, you wanna play a game
on my phone?
Okay.
Multiple rib fractures,
various stages of healing.
He's been treated somewhere.
- Time to call Child Services?
- Not yet.
They're too overwhelmed.
They'll just bury them in the system.
He's been traumatised,
physically and emotionally.
- By the mother?
- Possibly.
Or a relative.
But something's clearly off.
To find out, I need time
to run an MMSE and APS tests.
I can't hold him with a fractured arm.
Unless, of course,
there was another diagnosis.
What if I were to admit him
for concussion syndrome?
Say he's complaining of headaches,
say from the bike fall.
- That'll buy you a bit of time.
- That's great. Thank you.
I'll start the mom's background check,
run the boy's tests.
Perfect.
Mrs. Franklin, hi.
I am Dr. Cummings.
Okay. Well, what can I help you with
this evening?
It burns.
- What burns?
- Down here.
I think that A-hole Charlie Knight
gave me an STD.
STD? Okay.
Sure, that...
Wait a minute, this is a... This is a joke.
I know what this is, okay?
Kenny? Kenny? Nice try, buddy.
Nice...
Kenny put you up to this, obviously.
Do these sores look like a joke
to you?
Oh, my...
Come on. Come on. Let's go again.
- Clear.
- Clear.
Still V-fib.
T, it's been 20 minutes.
Bolus Lidocaine, let's go.
Krista, increase the joules.
- Clear.
- Clear.
- Got a pulse.
- Yes.
You are not gonna die, Nick.
Do you hear me?
You are not gonna die.
T, listen, you did great, but...
He needs a heart surgeon to fix this
or he'll code again.
Yeah,
that's why I had them call Flannery.
Dr. Calville, 3528.
- Dr. Calville, 3528.
- Hi. Hi.
Listen, is there any way somebody
could take my patient or...
No.
- TC.
- We're gonna figure this out, Debbie.
We stabilised Nick,
but he has damage to his heart.
- Oh, God.
- We fixed the hole in his ventricle.
We'll get him on meds
to help his heart beat.
I'll fix whatever these butcher's
screwed up.
- Hey. Hey.
- Hey. Hi.
Hey.
Dr. Flannery Mills,
Dr. Jordan Alexander.
- Jor... As in "Jordan" Jordan?
- Yeah.
Hold on a second here.
We already have a cardiac surgeon
on call.
- Who's not as good as Flannery.
- I am aware of your work...
with Doctors Without Borders,
Dr. Mills.
But you don't have surgical
privileges at this hospital, sorry.
- If it were up to me...
- I swear, I'm gonna get...
- Get your hands off of me!
- Hey, chill.
Just take Debbie and Flannery in
to see Nick.
Hey, what are we all standing
around for? Let's get back to work.
I can't just make it happen
because the patient is his friend.
She'd have to be approved
by the committee. Not my call.
I know, but it's not just a friend.
TC's brother, Thad...
was killed in action
four years ago in Afghanistan.
He donated his brother's heart
to Nick.
Flannery performed the transplant
when we were over there.
I didn't know that.
Would have been nice to know that.
You know how good she is.
She is better than any cardiac surgeon
we have.
Just get the board to grant her
the surgical privileges.
You can do that.
Don't let your issues with TC
screw up Nick's best chance.
Sir, you're gonna have to wait.
We have several critical patients
right now.
- Well, I'm critical. I'm in pain.
- Come on, not again.
- You have to go.
- Yeah, yeah, sure.
But I'm having a severe migraine
and I came in once before for the same.
I got some kind of headache shot...
- Once, huh?
- Yeah, it started with a D.
Dude, stop it. I have seen you here
at least twice this week.
And I bet the day shift has too.
And I told you last time,
I'm not giving you any more drugs.
No one here is giving you drugs.
I'm calling every hospital and
making sure they know who you are.
So get out and get into a programme.
Mollie, can you?
Can we be done?
We've been talking forever.
I'm so tired.
I know you are, Anthony,
but just a few more questions.
I need you to tell me
about your mom and dad now.
I told you,
I don't wanna talk about it.
I wanna go to sleep.
Is your dad still around?
Was he mean?
What about your mom? Is she mean?
You are so pretty. I love your hair.
- Thank you.
- Do you have a boyfriend?
- No.
- Me neither.
I don't like boys.
Well, I like Anthony. He's nice.
But I don't like him like him.
Oh, my gosh.
I'm sorry. My brain is just so tired,
I completely forgot your name.
- Who are you again?
- I'm Gracie. Anthony's friend.
So they get every American
they can find...
to attend Rumsfeld's speech,
right?
Rumsfeld's taking questions,
all scripted, of course.
This one here jumps up on stage
and starts challenging him...
about the lack of Humvee Armour.
He throws a bag of boots on the stage
that used to belong to soldiers...
- who had their legs amputated.
- No way.
You see a pattern
after your hundredth amputation.
Rumsfeld's limo in D.C. Had more
Armour plating than anything...
Take it easy, Irish, I'm on your side.
So they literally have to physically...
drag TC off the stage
while he's yelling for Armour.
Nick and I jump in
trying to help him...
and I get punched in the head
by an MP guy.
The place went nuts.
Every soldier was on his feet,
cheering.
Next thing I know, he's being shipped
home, discharged.
- Political BS.
- If it had been your first incident, yes.
You went through your nine lives.
Yeah, I'm surprised
you didn't end up in the brig.
Hey, Debbie.
We're gonna try and fix Nick's heart...
but there's nothing we can do
about his ugly mug.
- That's okay. I've gotten used to it.
- Oh, hey...
Oh, hey.
All right, let's give Nick some rest
and me space to examine him.
Clear out. Come on, guys.
No matter what happens to me...
you take good care of Debbie.
That's a strong heart you got there.
You're not going anywhere.
And so, Mrs. Franklin...
you say that you have had multiple
sexual partners in the past six months?
I'd say at least eight.
There's a group of us
that all sleep around together.
You can only play
so much mah-jongg, right?
Yeah, right, right. Okay.
Well, they should all come in
to be examined.
Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you?
No. No, I would not.
Listen, I need to take
a blood sample...
as well as a swab of your sores
and also your cervix.
You better not take a picture
and put it on the Internet.
No. No, your vagina is safe with me.
Yeah, so TC and I met over there
and been bros ever since.
- Did you know his brother?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I mean, actually that's how we met.
Yeah, Thad and I were in a platoon
together.
You should let the nurses sit
because they're on their feet more.
Yeah, of course.
Okay, no, no.
It's very funny.
You glued a chair to my ass.
We're gonna need that chair back,
Krista.
Oh, you want your chair back?
Okay. It's...
That's okay. It's all right.
Everybody, you take a good look...
because I worked hard for this.
All right.
You look good.
Oh, my God.
- Check it out. Right now.
- What's going on?
It's Topher's junkie.
Son of a bitch.
It's not bipolar or schizophrenia.
It's definitely some form
of multiple personality.
Gracie is an 11 -year-old girl alter.
Comes out to protect Anthony
when he feels pushed...
about something
he doesn't wanna talk about.
This is a picture she drew of herself.
And that's brought on by abuse?
Trauma-related to something
in early childhood.
Could be physical,
emotional or both.
But if he's showing symptoms,
it had to be bad.
What's the next step?
Bring out more of the personalities.
There's probably more.
One of them knows the truth
about what's happening.
Anthony's sleeping now
so I have to wait.
We're still waiting on the mother's
background check.
Get Ragosa to expedite that.
He's good at cutting through crap.
Jordan. We got a jumper
at the food trucks from our roof.
What? Who?
Topher's junkie
made his way up there, took a flyer.
Topher's on it.
We also have four MVAs.
Okay.
One hundred grams of mannitol
and hyperventilate him.
- Where the hell is neurosurgery?
- I lost his pulse. There's no profusion...
I heard you. I...
Krista, start compressions.
Heather, push an amp of epi
right now.
Come on, let's go. People. We're
gonna do our best to keep him alive...
because God knows we didn't do
very much when he needed it.
Hey.
You wanted to see me?
Yeah.
I can't fix Nick's heart.
Bullet shredded the semi lunar plane,
the valves, the conduction system.
It's amazing the heart's beating
at all.
So he needs a new one.
Which he will probably never get
because this one was already a donor.
I can put him on ECMO, repair the valve,
maybe buy him a month.
We'll get him on a list,
maybe get lucky...
but I'm not optimistic.
Have you told TC?
No. I'm not sure how he's gonna take it.
I've seen him spiral pretty bad.
I mean, nothing like what you've seen
or lived through with him, but...
I thought you should be here
when I tell him.
You know we're not together anymore,
right?
Does it really matter?
Hey.
What's going on?
If you have unclaimed DOAs,
we're looking for a heart for transplant.
We're on every list.
Check for any recent deaths.
But I don't understand.
He looked like he was doing better.
Yeah, he's stable for now,
but he needs a new heart.
There's... There was... There was...
It was just too much.
Not again, TC.
He's not strong enough.
- Please.
- Why is this happening?
He is a good man.
He goes to church.
He helps everybody.
- I don't know, Debbie.
- What am I gonna do without him?
What are our kids gonna do
without their father?
I'm begging you, TC,
you have to save him.
- Please.
- Okay.
- Please.
- I will, I will. I promise, okay?
Well, sergeant,
then get me your supervisor.
- Who called Child Services?
- It had to be a nosy patient.
Everybody here knew
what we were doing.
Are you the supervisor?
You know what's going on?
Good. Good.
Here's what you're gonna do.
You're gonna get me that background
on the mother...
or I'm gonna wake up
your bosses...
and I'm gonna tell them
you can't handle your job, okay?
Then we'll see what...
Good.
Very good.
Great. Thank you.
- It's on its way.
- Good, because so is Child Services.
- Hey.
- Hey.
How's that kid doing?
Mom's abusing him, right?
I don't know. I'm not sure yet.
He's too exhausted to talk.
I wanted to tell you
I spoke with Nick's wife.
She's very much in shock.
Yeah, yeah.
This is pretty tough on her.
I would imagine
it's pretty tough on you too.
She told me how close
you and Nick are.
- Yeah. Yup.
- From the Army, right?
Yeah.
Look, TC, I get that
we keep things pretty casual...
between us, relationship-wise...
but that doesn't mean
we can't talk.
- If you need to...
- Hey, hey, hey.
I don't need to, all right? Thanks.
Maybe you don't need to.
Maybe you just want to.
Nick... Nick got shot...
in an attack on our base...
just before my brother Thad died.
That must have been a terrible day.
Yeah. Yeah.
You know what's crazy?
We were getting back
at Nick's shooters...
and that's what got Thad killed.
He was pissed off about Nick and...
Well, then Nick ends up
with Thad's heart.
So it felt like a part of Thad
was still with you.
Yeah.
Yeah, I guess until tonight.
I guess.
I should go check up on Nick.
Landry, thanks.
Make way, coming through!
We got a multiple casualty MVA.
A car ran a red light
and ploughed into the wedding party.
- Bride into Trauma Three.
- Forehead lac and L-sided pneumo.
- Driver has injury to the hand.
- Get this woman to Trauma Two.
Okay, Drew, you're on the groom.
TC, you take the maid of honour,
I'll take the bride.
Limo driver, Curtain One over there.
Maid of honour, Trauma Four.
I need you right down here, okay?
Let's go.
Come on, let's go.
I want two 14-gauge antecubital lines
and set me up for a chest tube.
- How's the bride, Jordan?
- FAST is positive.
Looks like a grade-three splenic
laceration. Call the OR. Drew?
Multiple palpable fractures,
but no flail.
Doing an intercostal nerve block
now.
So I've put a call into the state police
to try to cut through the red tape...
to get information
on that boy's mother.
I hate that part of the job.
Let me know if you hear anything.
Sure. Listen, while I have you...
I'd like to get your professional
opinion of Dr. Callahan.
He's an excellent doctor.
No, no, I mean his state of mind.
Any signs of PTSD?
Well, everybody who was over there
has some signs.
- Topher, Drew.
- I'm more focused on TC.
The fighting, the gambling,
the drinking...
sudden burst of anger.
You really don't like him.
What is the deal with you guys?
- What do you mean?
- I've been working here a month.
Every time you and TC are in a room,
you wanna tear each other's heads off.
- What is that about?
- You're doing that shrink thing.
Somebody asks you a question...
you turn it around
to try to get information.
Actually, I was just generally curious,
but if you don't wanna answer, I get it.
Nice try.
I'll let you know if I hear anything from
the state police about the boy's mom.
Your daughter had internal bleeding
due to a spleen injury...
but she's gonna be fine.
- But what about Darrell?
- As is everyone else in your party.
Hey there, Paul. How'd it go?
- You knew she had an STD, didn't you?
- Of course I knew.
Mrs. Franklin comes in a couple
of times a year with those sores.
Gross.
STDs are all over retirement centres.
It's like a porno shoot over there.
And Paul, there's more coming in
who need the same exam.
Oh, come on.
Oh, and, doctor, make sure you give
them a real thorough pelvic exam.
You wouldn't wanna miss
anything, now, would you?
Yes.
That's good.
Oh, God.
So, what's the story, Skeezix?
That whore Wendy Franklin
give me the clap or not?
Well, definitely you got it. You got it.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Hey. What the hell are you doing?
Shaving his beard.
As a practical joke.
We've been trying for like three years
to get him to shave it, but he won't.
We even offered him,
what was it, 3600 bucks...
to get him to shave it one time,
he still wouldn't.
Come on, it'll be a great joke.
My sister practically married him
for this beard.
It'll make everybody laugh
and we all need it.
It's pretty good.
Okay, then. Start shaving.
- Yes.
- Let's do it.
Come on, let's go, let's go.
All right, Drew. So, what's the deal?
Are you gonna break up
with your girlfriend or what?
I don't know.
I don't wanna do it over the phone...
so, you know,
maybe when she gets back into town.
- Is that good for you?
- Seriously?
Dude, have it all set...
- Oh, hey, what the...?
- What?
- That's wrong.
- What the?
What the...? Oh, man.
He's only 12 years old.
I didn't do anything.
I would never hurt him.
We have records from hospitals
in Galveston, Lubbock, Oklahoma City.
You're taking him to different ERs
so nobody knows.
You need to tell us the truth now.
I swear, I didn't do anything.
His multiple personalities started
in order to try to survive something.
Why didn't you mention them?
What are you hiding?
- I'm getting out of here.
- I swear, if you are hurting this boy...
Who is doing this to you?
Tell me what's going on,
or I'm gonna have you arrested.
- Temp's down to 94 degrees.
- Turn down the cooling blanket.
We wanna get it down to around 90.
Best chance
of preserving brain function.
You're still working on this jumper
while Nick needs a heart?
- Are you gonna call this or what?
- Not yet.
It's been hours.
His pupils are fixed and dilated.
His EEG is flat.
- No response to painful stimuli.
- Stop.
Stop! There is no medical reason
to keep working on this junkie.
His name is William.
I just... I want to keep him hooked up
until his parents get here, okay?
Nick is not gonna get a heart...
and you've got this guy
who is brain-dead.
This is not the battlefield, T.
We don't have to keep making
these instant choices anymore.
Nick needs a heart right now.
And I know it kills you to quit,
but no matter what you do...
you're not gonna save this kid.
His brain was dead
when he hit that truck.
There is a waiting list.
Can you just jump it?
There's a way around it.
It's called direct donation.
The family decides who to give
the organs to if he's not a donor.
That's what I did
with my brother for Nick.
It's what I have to talk them
into doing for him now.
Heil, heil, Hitler.
Hey.
Hey, look who's waking up.
I just wanted you to see the faces
of the people who saved your ass.
You shaved me?
Oh, God, I'm gonna sue you.
I'm gonna sue all of your asses.
Well, make sure you hire a Jew,
because I hear they're really smart.
Oh, yeah.
Your wife's here to see you.
Guess she didn't know, either.
T, you cannot move him
into pre-op...
and start prepping him
for a transplant without asking me.
He has no donor card and you haven't
consulted with the family.
I'm not cutting him.
I'm being prepared.
If Nick goes south and his family
says yes, then we can prep him faster.
I just wanna be a few steps ahead.
You are way more
than a few steps ahead.
Look, even if the family gives consent,
they might wanna wait weeks, okay?
Months, even.
- We don't know how long he's gonna...
- Okay, I know. I know.
I just can't...
I just can't not do anything.
I'm gonna talk to his family.
I've been in their shoes.
I had to make the same decision with
my brother. I might get them to say yes.
What am I supposed to do, huh?
Jordan, I...
I can't just let Nick die.
I owe him.
I know how indebted you feel
to Nick.
- He saved your life.
- If I had stepped on that landmine...
I know. I owe him too, okay?
If...
If you had died over there, I just...
You saved his life once.
You gave him your brother's heart
and you gave him four more years...
- he never would've had.
- I wanna give him a few more.
- I know.
- This whole situation, I just...
I feel like I'm reliving Thad
dying all over again...
and I...
I don't like how that makes me feel.
I just...
I thought I put it in here,
and I need to put it away.
I don't think that you could just bury
something like that.
Look, whatever you need,
I will be there to help you...
Excuse me, doctors.
The jumper's parents
are in the lobby.
- Okay, I'll be right there.
- Okay.
Okay.
Let me talk to them.
All right,
let me just explain your situation...
and then you can sit down with them
and tell them your story.
- But, T, we have to do this in steps.
- Yeah. Okay.
- Are you all right?
- Yeah.
Anthony, wake up. Wake up.
We're arresting your mother.
We know she hurts you.
No.
We are taking her away
and she will never hurt you again.
- No! Stop it! I said no!
- Anthony...
Back away from me, you whore!
Back away!
Take it easy.
Anthony...
- Anthony, take it easy.
- I'm not Anthony!
Anthony's a sissy! No!
Tell them, you bitch!
Let go of me or I'll kill you!
I'm so sorry.
- Believe me?
- Child Services are on their way...
so we had to try to force the change
in personality.
Now that we know the problem,
we can get him the help he needs.
It's okay.
Dr. McCarthy,
you have a call on line 2285.
Thank you.
Dr. Alexander.
You knew about this?
You were in on this transplant
without permission?
My shift, my responsibility.
Well, it's my ass on the line too,
Jordan.
When you took this job,
you said you could keep him in line.
It's only been two weeks.
Change doesn't happen overnight.
And I know that TC
can be a huge pain in the ass.
Trust me, I've been dealing with him
a hell of a lot longer than anyone else.
But if it were your family...
wouldn't you want us
to cut you some slack?
Excuse me.
Thank you.
Well, congratulations, ma'am.
You are actually the only patient I saw
tonight that did not have an STD, so...
Well, I should think not.
I haven't had sex in 10 years.
But what does this have to do
with my stomach?
I'm sorry, your what?
I came in because my stomach hurts.
Right, well, yeah,
it's all connected, so...
That was wild.
I've never seen anything like that
before.
Kids is always the worst. I feel horrible
putting him through anything, but...
Mother could've been lying
about the kid to protect herself.
I mean, people lie to us all the time.
So I just went over everything
with the woman from Child Services.
Explained the mom
was moving around.
She thought someone would take
her kid if they knew his problem.
Yada, yada, yada.
And that we had it under control.
Well, chalk one up for the good guys.
Anybody for a coffee? My treat.
- I'll catch up to you later.
- Right.
So listen, I just...
I want you to know that anytime
you wanna talk, I'm available.
- Talk?
- Yeah.
Bounce things off me.
Sort things out.
I know Latino men traditionally
don't go into therapy...
Excuse me.
Therapy?
- There's nothing wrong with me.
- Who said anything about wrong?
I just see someone
who looks like they're in pain...
and needs someone to talk to.
What the hell is going on now?
It's a miracle, doctor. We pulled
the patient off the ventilator...
but he started breathing.
Pupils are reactive. Start the
rewarming protocol and order an MRI.
- He's responding to pain.
- Warm saline. Now.
I've never seen this before.
Save him.
Don't take him away from me again.
Please, give him a second chance.
Let's get him to the OR.
I swear to God,
I thought he was gone.
That's why we don't rush
these kinds of decisions.
The neurosurgeon attendant
is an hour out.
We can't wait. We gotta get him
into the OR and do the craniotomy.
He's right.
I'll tell Ragosa and the family.
Can you get somebody
to get me an update on Nick's surgery?
I'll take the lead, okay?
Are you sure you're up for this?
It's been a rough night.
You've never done this.
I'm the kid's best chance.
We got him.
Topher, I promise...
I won't let you or that kid down.
I'm through to the inner table.
Suction that bleeder
and increase power to the drill.
Ragosa and the family
are all caught up.
- How's it going?
- Almost through the skull.
- How's Nick doing?
- Flannery started repairing his valve.
I'll help beat down every door
to get Nick another heart.
- I know.
- Call me if you need me.
Okay. Will do.
Removing the bone flap now.
Hopefully by reducing
intercranial pressure...
- we can jumpstart his blood flow.
- Nice work, buddy.
I did way too many of these
from Humvees driving over IEDs.
Hope it works
and he gets a second chance.
Just do your best, T. You got this.
Okay. Let's go.
- You should've known.
- He's your best friend. You should've.
She's your sister.
You should've checked him.
Might I remind you
we are in a hospital?
Please, just keep it down.
Sorry. She's still in there with him.
Can you go see what's going on?
- It was a long time ago.
- What else haven't you told me?
- I don't even know who you are.
- It'll grow back.
Grow back? It's insane.
Hey, hey, hey.
Is everything okay in here?
No, it's not okay.
Look at his stupid face.
While you're here, go ahead, Darrell,
tell the doctor what you told me.
I got these things when I was into
that crap when I was in high school.
But I'm not anymore,
not for like 10 years.
I didn't wanna get my face scarred from
removing them, so I just grew a beard.
I swear that's the truth.
I love you, Honey-Bunny.
Please forgive me.
Do you believe him?
I think what's important
is if you believe him.
You both should believe me.
I've changed. I swear it.
Shut up, Darrell. Cover up your face.
I'm just...
What else?
Are you in the Taliban too?
- That doesn't even make sense.
- Oh, yeah. Like I'd believe a Nazi.
- So how's it going in there?
- How could you do this to me?
You're overreacting.
- They're working it out.
- You didn't tell me.
- You wanted to see me?
- Yes.
My wife left me three months ago.
She took my kids too.
They have to sneak in calls to me.
And I don't know what the hell
I'm gonna do without them.
River Walk?
We're not going to River Walk.
- That place is a tourist trap.
- Well, I'm a tourist. I'm new here.
No, we're gonna show you
the real San Antonio.
- Smoke Shack with Gloria.
- Oh, that sounds good.
- All right, so who's buying?
- Paul.
- Wait, what? Why me?
- New guy always buys.
- Oh, come on.
- That's the way it goes.
Ready, buddy?
Come on,
let's go watch some games.
The night shift starts in five minutes.
Then you're mine.
Hey, let's bet a hundo each
on the Ducks minus a 28.
ASU minus four, LSU minus 12...
K State plus five and a half
and the Aggies minus six.
If you lose,
I'm not loaning you any more money.
Serious. I have twins on the way.
My wife's gonna kill me.
- I paid you back the 400.
- You owed me 800.
- Hey, Topher.
- Dr. Alexander.
- TC.
- Hey.
Look for opportunities
to take your shirt off?
You used to look for opportunities
for me to take my shirt off.
I remember walking in
on one of those opportunities.
You think you can show me
a modicum of respect as your boss?
Only when we're on duty.
That felt good.
I don't know, T,
I think she's still into you.
One, two, three.
Come on, Drew, one, two, three.
Defensive roll.
You got a fight next week.
You can't let the Army down.
Finish hard, finish hard.
Defensive roll.
That's what I'm talking about, baby.
What's up, Miss Krista?
- Not much.
- Come on, show me what you got.
Show me what you got.
- Come on, two, three, two.
- You want more?
Okay, not bad for a girl.
How's that? For a girl?
- That was pretty good.
- Attagirl, Krista!
Did I not mention that she trains?
- Sorry about that.
- Yeah.
Yo. Paul, water.
Oh, yeah. Gotcha.
- Incoming!
- Do you want another one?
Wha...?
- Ma'am?
- I will leave when I am good and ready.
You are ready.
You just have a sprained ankle.
A severely sprained ankle.
Now, let me finish.
And you need to get me
a wheelchair.
I can't possibly bear any weight.
The pain is a 10 out of 10.
Get her the wheelchair.
Hey, hey, sweetie.
How are you, hon? How was school?
She Di...
Forty-year-old female
with bilateral forearm fractures.
Send trauma panel and type and cross
for six, and someone notify Ortho.
Kenny, Paul, you're with me.
- Got a stab wound to the neck.
- Guess we know why he crashed.
Penetrating neck trauma,
zone two, G CS 111.
Place two large bore IVs.
- Set up for intubation.
- Guarding on left lower quadrant.
Tell CAT scan we're coming.
TC, we have an officer-involved
shooting. GSW to the chest.
- Said to tell you it's Deputy Woods.
- Nick Woods?
- Call the chopper.
- He's on his way.
Set up a thoracotomy tray, prep
the rapid infuser. Let's get out there.
- Can I go with him?
- Don't look at me. Go, go, go.
- So you fell off your bike?
- Yes. He fell.
How fast were you going, bud?
Not fast. He just fell awkwardly.
Okay.
Well, let's get some x-rays.
I'll be right back.
How is she?
Open comminuted Galeazzi fracture.
She's headed to the OR
for a washout and internal fixation.
The ankle sprain is no longer
her biggest concern.
I checked with lawyers.
Because she refused to get out
of the ambulance before it was hit...
she was not on hospital property.
So the hospital and I
have zero liability.
She has to sue the city.
I'm off the hook.
- How great is that?
- You should throw a party.
- Interns, report to their station now.
- Lidocaine.
- Interns, report to their...
- Let's see what we have under here.
Oh, man. You still with us, Paul?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Good.
It turns out our friend here
tried to rob a gas station...
and the attendant wasn't having it.
Get him to the OR, tell the cops
they can question him in a few hours.
Topher, your wife just called.
She wants you to bring home
haemorrhoid meds.
The magic is still alive!
There's no way the kid
fractured his arm falling off a bike.
His mom won't let him answer.
It's like he doesn't wanna answer...
or he can't. I don't know.
Normally I'd just call a social worker,
but I can't put my finger on it.
The boy just seems off.
Okay, let's get a nurse, split the mom
up for paperwork and talk to him alone.
This is Nick. Let's move.
EMS said the ambulance was 30
minutes out, so I brought him in.
Armour-piercing went through his vest.
I haven't been able to stop bleeding.
- He passed out three minutes ago.
- Losing his pulse. Crack the chest.
Okay, come on.
I want four units running
on the rapid infuser, five minutes ago.
Send off a CBC, a chem-20
and grab all the O-neg you can find.
Hang on, Nick.
Somebody call Dr. Flannery Mills
at Cardiac Institute.
Tell her to get her ass over here now.
Now!
Insert the rib spreader
and start cranking it.
- How much do I open the ribs?
- Until you hear them crack.
Whoa, that's a huge heart.
It's not his original one.
He's been shot before.
We were in the same platoon
in the war.
We had to find him a new one.
- This was a transplant?
- Yeah, from my brother.
Okay, suction, please.
- Hey, what's up?
- It's Nick.
What's the story?
GSW to the left ventricle.
I got my finger in the hole.
I need you to cross-clamp the aorta.
Clamp.
Put your finger where mine is.
- Yeah.
- I'm through the cords.
Two-0 silk.
Retractor.
Damn it. I can't get the angle.
- T, if this is too hard, we can do this.
- Suction, please.
So we need you
to cover these cases...
to free up the attendings for the...
The real emergencies.
Fantastic. I'm 100 percent ready.
And listen, I'm more into diagnosis
than surgery anyway, so like...
Well, then, this is perfect.
Does this hurt?
Anthony?
Does this hurt when I touch it?
A little.
Where am I?
You're in a hospital.
Remember your mother
bringing you in?
No, not really.
Can you remember anything
about how you got hurt?
Did somebody hit you?
- Did you fall?
- I don't know.
You can tell us.
It'll be our secret.
I don't know.
Where am I again?
Okay. Hey, you wanna play a game
on my phone?
Okay.
Multiple rib fractures,
various stages of healing.
He's been treated somewhere.
- Time to call Child Services?
- Not yet.
They're too overwhelmed.
They'll just bury them in the system.
He's been traumatised,
physically and emotionally.
- By the mother?
- Possibly.
Or a relative.
But something's clearly off.
To find out, I need time
to run an MMSE and APS tests.
I can't hold him with a fractured arm.
Unless, of course,
there was another diagnosis.
What if I were to admit him
for concussion syndrome?
Say he's complaining of headaches,
say from the bike fall.
- That'll buy you a bit of time.
- That's great. Thank you.
I'll start the mom's background check,
run the boy's tests.
Perfect.
Mrs. Franklin, hi.
I am Dr. Cummings.
Okay. Well, what can I help you with
this evening?
It burns.
- What burns?
- Down here.
I think that A-hole Charlie Knight
gave me an STD.
STD? Okay.
Sure, that...
Wait a minute, this is a... This is a joke.
I know what this is, okay?
Kenny? Kenny? Nice try, buddy.
Nice...
Kenny put you up to this, obviously.
Do these sores look like a joke
to you?
Oh, my...
Come on. Come on. Let's go again.
- Clear.
- Clear.
Still V-fib.
T, it's been 20 minutes.
Bolus Lidocaine, let's go.
Krista, increase the joules.
- Clear.
- Clear.
- Got a pulse.
- Yes.
You are not gonna die, Nick.
Do you hear me?
You are not gonna die.
T, listen, you did great, but...
He needs a heart surgeon to fix this
or he'll code again.
Yeah,
that's why I had them call Flannery.
Dr. Calville, 3528.
- Dr. Calville, 3528.
- Hi. Hi.
Listen, is there any way somebody
could take my patient or...
No.
- TC.
- We're gonna figure this out, Debbie.
We stabilised Nick,
but he has damage to his heart.
- Oh, God.
- We fixed the hole in his ventricle.
We'll get him on meds
to help his heart beat.
I'll fix whatever these butcher's
screwed up.
- Hey. Hey.
- Hey. Hi.
Hey.
Dr. Flannery Mills,
Dr. Jordan Alexander.
- Jor... As in "Jordan" Jordan?
- Yeah.
Hold on a second here.
We already have a cardiac surgeon
on call.
- Who's not as good as Flannery.
- I am aware of your work...
with Doctors Without Borders,
Dr. Mills.
But you don't have surgical
privileges at this hospital, sorry.
- If it were up to me...
- I swear, I'm gonna get...
- Get your hands off of me!
- Hey, chill.
Just take Debbie and Flannery in
to see Nick.
Hey, what are we all standing
around for? Let's get back to work.
I can't just make it happen
because the patient is his friend.
She'd have to be approved
by the committee. Not my call.
I know, but it's not just a friend.
TC's brother, Thad...
was killed in action
four years ago in Afghanistan.
He donated his brother's heart
to Nick.
Flannery performed the transplant
when we were over there.
I didn't know that.
Would have been nice to know that.
You know how good she is.
She is better than any cardiac surgeon
we have.
Just get the board to grant her
the surgical privileges.
You can do that.
Don't let your issues with TC
screw up Nick's best chance.
Sir, you're gonna have to wait.
We have several critical patients
right now.
- Well, I'm critical. I'm in pain.
- Come on, not again.
- You have to go.
- Yeah, yeah, sure.
But I'm having a severe migraine
and I came in once before for the same.
I got some kind of headache shot...
- Once, huh?
- Yeah, it started with a D.
Dude, stop it. I have seen you here
at least twice this week.
And I bet the day shift has too.
And I told you last time,
I'm not giving you any more drugs.
No one here is giving you drugs.
I'm calling every hospital and
making sure they know who you are.
So get out and get into a programme.
Mollie, can you?
Can we be done?
We've been talking forever.
I'm so tired.
I know you are, Anthony,
but just a few more questions.
I need you to tell me
about your mom and dad now.
I told you,
I don't wanna talk about it.
I wanna go to sleep.
Is your dad still around?
Was he mean?
What about your mom? Is she mean?
You are so pretty. I love your hair.
- Thank you.
- Do you have a boyfriend?
- No.
- Me neither.
I don't like boys.
Well, I like Anthony. He's nice.
But I don't like him like him.
Oh, my gosh.
I'm sorry. My brain is just so tired,
I completely forgot your name.
- Who are you again?
- I'm Gracie. Anthony's friend.
So they get every American
they can find...
to attend Rumsfeld's speech,
right?
Rumsfeld's taking questions,
all scripted, of course.
This one here jumps up on stage
and starts challenging him...
about the lack of Humvee Armour.
He throws a bag of boots on the stage
that used to belong to soldiers...
- who had their legs amputated.
- No way.
You see a pattern
after your hundredth amputation.
Rumsfeld's limo in D.C. Had more
Armour plating than anything...
Take it easy, Irish, I'm on your side.
So they literally have to physically...
drag TC off the stage
while he's yelling for Armour.
Nick and I jump in
trying to help him...
and I get punched in the head
by an MP guy.
The place went nuts.
Every soldier was on his feet,
cheering.
Next thing I know, he's being shipped
home, discharged.
- Political BS.
- If it had been your first incident, yes.
You went through your nine lives.
Yeah, I'm surprised
you didn't end up in the brig.
Hey, Debbie.
We're gonna try and fix Nick's heart...
but there's nothing we can do
about his ugly mug.
- That's okay. I've gotten used to it.
- Oh, hey...
Oh, hey.
All right, let's give Nick some rest
and me space to examine him.
Clear out. Come on, guys.
No matter what happens to me...
you take good care of Debbie.
That's a strong heart you got there.
You're not going anywhere.
And so, Mrs. Franklin...
you say that you have had multiple
sexual partners in the past six months?
I'd say at least eight.
There's a group of us
that all sleep around together.
You can only play
so much mah-jongg, right?
Yeah, right, right. Okay.
Well, they should all come in
to be examined.
Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you?
No. No, I would not.
Listen, I need to take
a blood sample...
as well as a swab of your sores
and also your cervix.
You better not take a picture
and put it on the Internet.
No. No, your vagina is safe with me.
Yeah, so TC and I met over there
and been bros ever since.
- Did you know his brother?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I mean, actually that's how we met.
Yeah, Thad and I were in a platoon
together.
You should let the nurses sit
because they're on their feet more.
Yeah, of course.
Okay, no, no.
It's very funny.
You glued a chair to my ass.
We're gonna need that chair back,
Krista.
Oh, you want your chair back?
Okay. It's...
That's okay. It's all right.
Everybody, you take a good look...
because I worked hard for this.
All right.
You look good.
Oh, my God.
- Check it out. Right now.
- What's going on?
It's Topher's junkie.
Son of a bitch.
It's not bipolar or schizophrenia.
It's definitely some form
of multiple personality.
Gracie is an 11 -year-old girl alter.
Comes out to protect Anthony
when he feels pushed...
about something
he doesn't wanna talk about.
This is a picture she drew of herself.
And that's brought on by abuse?
Trauma-related to something
in early childhood.
Could be physical,
emotional or both.
But if he's showing symptoms,
it had to be bad.
What's the next step?
Bring out more of the personalities.
There's probably more.
One of them knows the truth
about what's happening.
Anthony's sleeping now
so I have to wait.
We're still waiting on the mother's
background check.
Get Ragosa to expedite that.
He's good at cutting through crap.
Jordan. We got a jumper
at the food trucks from our roof.
What? Who?
Topher's junkie
made his way up there, took a flyer.
Topher's on it.
We also have four MVAs.
Okay.
One hundred grams of mannitol
and hyperventilate him.
- Where the hell is neurosurgery?
- I lost his pulse. There's no profusion...
I heard you. I...
Krista, start compressions.
Heather, push an amp of epi
right now.
Come on, let's go. People. We're
gonna do our best to keep him alive...
because God knows we didn't do
very much when he needed it.
Hey.
You wanted to see me?
Yeah.
I can't fix Nick's heart.
Bullet shredded the semi lunar plane,
the valves, the conduction system.
It's amazing the heart's beating
at all.
So he needs a new one.
Which he will probably never get
because this one was already a donor.
I can put him on ECMO, repair the valve,
maybe buy him a month.
We'll get him on a list,
maybe get lucky...
but I'm not optimistic.
Have you told TC?
No. I'm not sure how he's gonna take it.
I've seen him spiral pretty bad.
I mean, nothing like what you've seen
or lived through with him, but...
I thought you should be here
when I tell him.
You know we're not together anymore,
right?
Does it really matter?
Hey.
What's going on?
If you have unclaimed DOAs,
we're looking for a heart for transplant.
We're on every list.
Check for any recent deaths.
But I don't understand.
He looked like he was doing better.
Yeah, he's stable for now,
but he needs a new heart.
There's... There was... There was...
It was just too much.
Not again, TC.
He's not strong enough.
- Please.
- Why is this happening?
He is a good man.
He goes to church.
He helps everybody.
- I don't know, Debbie.
- What am I gonna do without him?
What are our kids gonna do
without their father?
I'm begging you, TC,
you have to save him.
- Please.
- Okay.
- Please.
- I will, I will. I promise, okay?
Well, sergeant,
then get me your supervisor.
- Who called Child Services?
- It had to be a nosy patient.
Everybody here knew
what we were doing.
Are you the supervisor?
You know what's going on?
Good. Good.
Here's what you're gonna do.
You're gonna get me that background
on the mother...
or I'm gonna wake up
your bosses...
and I'm gonna tell them
you can't handle your job, okay?
Then we'll see what...
Good.
Very good.
Great. Thank you.
- It's on its way.
- Good, because so is Child Services.
- Hey.
- Hey.
How's that kid doing?
Mom's abusing him, right?
I don't know. I'm not sure yet.
He's too exhausted to talk.
I wanted to tell you
I spoke with Nick's wife.
She's very much in shock.
Yeah, yeah.
This is pretty tough on her.
I would imagine
it's pretty tough on you too.
She told me how close
you and Nick are.
- Yeah. Yup.
- From the Army, right?
Yeah.
Look, TC, I get that
we keep things pretty casual...
between us, relationship-wise...
but that doesn't mean
we can't talk.
- If you need to...
- Hey, hey, hey.
I don't need to, all right? Thanks.
Maybe you don't need to.
Maybe you just want to.
Nick... Nick got shot...
in an attack on our base...
just before my brother Thad died.
That must have been a terrible day.
Yeah. Yeah.
You know what's crazy?
We were getting back
at Nick's shooters...
and that's what got Thad killed.
He was pissed off about Nick and...
Well, then Nick ends up
with Thad's heart.
So it felt like a part of Thad
was still with you.
Yeah.
Yeah, I guess until tonight.
I guess.
I should go check up on Nick.
Landry, thanks.
Make way, coming through!
We got a multiple casualty MVA.
A car ran a red light
and ploughed into the wedding party.
- Bride into Trauma Three.
- Forehead lac and L-sided pneumo.
- Driver has injury to the hand.
- Get this woman to Trauma Two.
Okay, Drew, you're on the groom.
TC, you take the maid of honour,
I'll take the bride.
Limo driver, Curtain One over there.
Maid of honour, Trauma Four.
I need you right down here, okay?
Let's go.
Come on, let's go.
I want two 14-gauge antecubital lines
and set me up for a chest tube.
- How's the bride, Jordan?
- FAST is positive.
Looks like a grade-three splenic
laceration. Call the OR. Drew?
Multiple palpable fractures,
but no flail.
Doing an intercostal nerve block
now.
So I've put a call into the state police
to try to cut through the red tape...
to get information
on that boy's mother.
I hate that part of the job.
Let me know if you hear anything.
Sure. Listen, while I have you...
I'd like to get your professional
opinion of Dr. Callahan.
He's an excellent doctor.
No, no, I mean his state of mind.
Any signs of PTSD?
Well, everybody who was over there
has some signs.
- Topher, Drew.
- I'm more focused on TC.
The fighting, the gambling,
the drinking...
sudden burst of anger.
You really don't like him.
What is the deal with you guys?
- What do you mean?
- I've been working here a month.
Every time you and TC are in a room,
you wanna tear each other's heads off.
- What is that about?
- You're doing that shrink thing.
Somebody asks you a question...
you turn it around
to try to get information.
Actually, I was just generally curious,
but if you don't wanna answer, I get it.
Nice try.
I'll let you know if I hear anything from
the state police about the boy's mom.
Your daughter had internal bleeding
due to a spleen injury...
but she's gonna be fine.
- But what about Darrell?
- As is everyone else in your party.
Hey there, Paul. How'd it go?
- You knew she had an STD, didn't you?
- Of course I knew.
Mrs. Franklin comes in a couple
of times a year with those sores.
Gross.
STDs are all over retirement centres.
It's like a porno shoot over there.
And Paul, there's more coming in
who need the same exam.
Oh, come on.
Oh, and, doctor, make sure you give
them a real thorough pelvic exam.
You wouldn't wanna miss
anything, now, would you?
Yes.
That's good.
Oh, God.
So, what's the story, Skeezix?
That whore Wendy Franklin
give me the clap or not?
Well, definitely you got it. You got it.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Hey. What the hell are you doing?
Shaving his beard.
As a practical joke.
We've been trying for like three years
to get him to shave it, but he won't.
We even offered him,
what was it, 3600 bucks...
to get him to shave it one time,
he still wouldn't.
Come on, it'll be a great joke.
My sister practically married him
for this beard.
It'll make everybody laugh
and we all need it.
It's pretty good.
Okay, then. Start shaving.
- Yes.
- Let's do it.
Come on, let's go, let's go.
All right, Drew. So, what's the deal?
Are you gonna break up
with your girlfriend or what?
I don't know.
I don't wanna do it over the phone...
so, you know,
maybe when she gets back into town.
- Is that good for you?
- Seriously?
Dude, have it all set...
- Oh, hey, what the...?
- What?
- That's wrong.
- What the?
What the...? Oh, man.
He's only 12 years old.
I didn't do anything.
I would never hurt him.
We have records from hospitals
in Galveston, Lubbock, Oklahoma City.
You're taking him to different ERs
so nobody knows.
You need to tell us the truth now.
I swear, I didn't do anything.
His multiple personalities started
in order to try to survive something.
Why didn't you mention them?
What are you hiding?
- I'm getting out of here.
- I swear, if you are hurting this boy...
Who is doing this to you?
Tell me what's going on,
or I'm gonna have you arrested.
- Temp's down to 94 degrees.
- Turn down the cooling blanket.
We wanna get it down to around 90.
Best chance
of preserving brain function.
You're still working on this jumper
while Nick needs a heart?
- Are you gonna call this or what?
- Not yet.
It's been hours.
His pupils are fixed and dilated.
His EEG is flat.
- No response to painful stimuli.
- Stop.
Stop! There is no medical reason
to keep working on this junkie.
His name is William.
I just... I want to keep him hooked up
until his parents get here, okay?
Nick is not gonna get a heart...
and you've got this guy
who is brain-dead.
This is not the battlefield, T.
We don't have to keep making
these instant choices anymore.
Nick needs a heart right now.
And I know it kills you to quit,
but no matter what you do...
you're not gonna save this kid.
His brain was dead
when he hit that truck.
There is a waiting list.
Can you just jump it?
There's a way around it.
It's called direct donation.
The family decides who to give
the organs to if he's not a donor.
That's what I did
with my brother for Nick.
It's what I have to talk them
into doing for him now.
Heil, heil, Hitler.
Hey.
Hey, look who's waking up.
I just wanted you to see the faces
of the people who saved your ass.
You shaved me?
Oh, God, I'm gonna sue you.
I'm gonna sue all of your asses.
Well, make sure you hire a Jew,
because I hear they're really smart.
Oh, yeah.
Your wife's here to see you.
Guess she didn't know, either.
T, you cannot move him
into pre-op...
and start prepping him
for a transplant without asking me.
He has no donor card and you haven't
consulted with the family.
I'm not cutting him.
I'm being prepared.
If Nick goes south and his family
says yes, then we can prep him faster.
I just wanna be a few steps ahead.
You are way more
than a few steps ahead.
Look, even if the family gives consent,
they might wanna wait weeks, okay?
Months, even.
- We don't know how long he's gonna...
- Okay, I know. I know.
I just can't...
I just can't not do anything.
I'm gonna talk to his family.
I've been in their shoes.
I had to make the same decision with
my brother. I might get them to say yes.
What am I supposed to do, huh?
Jordan, I...
I can't just let Nick die.
I owe him.
I know how indebted you feel
to Nick.
- He saved your life.
- If I had stepped on that landmine...
I know. I owe him too, okay?
If...
If you had died over there, I just...
You saved his life once.
You gave him your brother's heart
and you gave him four more years...
- he never would've had.
- I wanna give him a few more.
- I know.
- This whole situation, I just...
I feel like I'm reliving Thad
dying all over again...
and I...
I don't like how that makes me feel.
I just...
I thought I put it in here,
and I need to put it away.
I don't think that you could just bury
something like that.
Look, whatever you need,
I will be there to help you...
Excuse me, doctors.
The jumper's parents
are in the lobby.
- Okay, I'll be right there.
- Okay.
Okay.
Let me talk to them.
All right,
let me just explain your situation...
and then you can sit down with them
and tell them your story.
- But, T, we have to do this in steps.
- Yeah. Okay.
- Are you all right?
- Yeah.
Anthony, wake up. Wake up.
We're arresting your mother.
We know she hurts you.
No.
We are taking her away
and she will never hurt you again.
- No! Stop it! I said no!
- Anthony...
Back away from me, you whore!
Back away!
Take it easy.
Anthony...
- Anthony, take it easy.
- I'm not Anthony!
Anthony's a sissy! No!
Tell them, you bitch!
Let go of me or I'll kill you!
I'm so sorry.
- Believe me?
- Child Services are on their way...
so we had to try to force the change
in personality.
Now that we know the problem,
we can get him the help he needs.
It's okay.
Dr. McCarthy,
you have a call on line 2285.
Thank you.
Dr. Alexander.
You knew about this?
You were in on this transplant
without permission?
My shift, my responsibility.
Well, it's my ass on the line too,
Jordan.
When you took this job,
you said you could keep him in line.
It's only been two weeks.
Change doesn't happen overnight.
And I know that TC
can be a huge pain in the ass.
Trust me, I've been dealing with him
a hell of a lot longer than anyone else.
But if it were your family...
wouldn't you want us
to cut you some slack?
Excuse me.
Thank you.
Well, congratulations, ma'am.
You are actually the only patient I saw
tonight that did not have an STD, so...
Well, I should think not.
I haven't had sex in 10 years.
But what does this have to do
with my stomach?
I'm sorry, your what?
I came in because my stomach hurts.
Right, well, yeah,
it's all connected, so...
That was wild.
I've never seen anything like that
before.
Kids is always the worst. I feel horrible
putting him through anything, but...
Mother could've been lying
about the kid to protect herself.
I mean, people lie to us all the time.
So I just went over everything
with the woman from Child Services.
Explained the mom
was moving around.
She thought someone would take
her kid if they knew his problem.
Yada, yada, yada.
And that we had it under control.
Well, chalk one up for the good guys.
Anybody for a coffee? My treat.
- I'll catch up to you later.
- Right.
So listen, I just...
I want you to know that anytime
you wanna talk, I'm available.
- Talk?
- Yeah.
Bounce things off me.
Sort things out.
I know Latino men traditionally
don't go into therapy...
Excuse me.
Therapy?
- There's nothing wrong with me.
- Who said anything about wrong?
I just see someone
who looks like they're in pain...
and needs someone to talk to.
What the hell is going on now?
It's a miracle, doctor. We pulled
the patient off the ventilator...
but he started breathing.
Pupils are reactive. Start the
rewarming protocol and order an MRI.
- He's responding to pain.
- Warm saline. Now.
I've never seen this before.
Save him.
Don't take him away from me again.
Please, give him a second chance.
Let's get him to the OR.
I swear to God,
I thought he was gone.
That's why we don't rush
these kinds of decisions.
The neurosurgeon attendant
is an hour out.
We can't wait. We gotta get him
into the OR and do the craniotomy.
He's right.
I'll tell Ragosa and the family.
Can you get somebody
to get me an update on Nick's surgery?
I'll take the lead, okay?
Are you sure you're up for this?
It's been a rough night.
You've never done this.
I'm the kid's best chance.
We got him.
Topher, I promise...
I won't let you or that kid down.
I'm through to the inner table.
Suction that bleeder
and increase power to the drill.
Ragosa and the family
are all caught up.
- How's it going?
- Almost through the skull.
- How's Nick doing?
- Flannery started repairing his valve.
I'll help beat down every door
to get Nick another heart.
- I know.
- Call me if you need me.
Okay. Will do.
Removing the bone flap now.
Hopefully by reducing
intercranial pressure...
- we can jumpstart his blood flow.
- Nice work, buddy.
I did way too many of these
from Humvees driving over IEDs.
Hope it works
and he gets a second chance.
Just do your best, T. You got this.
Okay. Let's go.
- You should've known.
- He's your best friend. You should've.
She's your sister.
You should've checked him.
Might I remind you
we are in a hospital?
Please, just keep it down.
Sorry. She's still in there with him.
Can you go see what's going on?
- It was a long time ago.
- What else haven't you told me?
- I don't even know who you are.
- It'll grow back.
Grow back? It's insane.
Hey, hey, hey.
Is everything okay in here?
No, it's not okay.
Look at his stupid face.
While you're here, go ahead, Darrell,
tell the doctor what you told me.
I got these things when I was into
that crap when I was in high school.
But I'm not anymore,
not for like 10 years.
I didn't wanna get my face scarred from
removing them, so I just grew a beard.
I swear that's the truth.
I love you, Honey-Bunny.
Please forgive me.
Do you believe him?
I think what's important
is if you believe him.
You both should believe me.
I've changed. I swear it.
Shut up, Darrell. Cover up your face.
I'm just...
What else?
Are you in the Taliban too?
- That doesn't even make sense.
- Oh, yeah. Like I'd believe a Nazi.
- So how's it going in there?
- How could you do this to me?
You're overreacting.
- They're working it out.
- You didn't tell me.
- You wanted to see me?
- Yes.
My wife left me three months ago.
She took my kids too.
They have to sneak in calls to me.
And I don't know what the hell
I'm gonna do without them.
River Walk?
We're not going to River Walk.
- That place is a tourist trap.
- Well, I'm a tourist. I'm new here.
No, we're gonna show you
the real San Antonio.
- Smoke Shack with Gloria.
- Oh, that sounds good.
- All right, so who's buying?
- Paul.
- Wait, what? Why me?
- New guy always buys.
- Oh, come on.
- That's the way it goes.
Ready, buddy?
Come on,
let's go watch some games.