Third Watch (1999–2005): Season 3, Episode 4 - The Relay - full transcript
Previously on Third Watch:
She was supposed to meet me.
Is she breathing?
Barely.
Will she be okay?
Is she breathing?
Watch her neck, watch her neck.
I came to talk about
getting back on the schedule.
I can't believe Doc did this.
I don't mean that as a dis on you.
I mean dumping me like he did.
He needs to work with Kim.
Are you seeing anybody?
Like who?
A therapist.
It's none of your damn
business who I'm seeing
or not seeing.
I'm sorry I didn't answer
the phone last night
when Joey was sick.
We share custody.
And in the event of your
death, your ex-wife would make
a fit and suitable sole guardian?
Mr. Doherty?
She's had some problems.
Why won't you talk about this?
Because you don't have cancer.
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You could still call in sick.
No, I'm okay. I'm just tired.
Call in tired, then.
Baby, everybody's tired.
Everybody's working twelves.
You're not everybody.
You should be taking it easy.
The procedure's a week away.
It's surgery, Fred.
And I'll take it easy afterwards.
Maybe I should talk to Bosco.
Make sure he's keeping you
from pushing yourself too hard.
No, don't say anything to him.
He doesn't know. What?
Well, why would I tell him?
You tell him everything else. I do not!
I can't cut one in bed without
him busting my chops about it
for a week after.
But this, you're going to have
a procedure; you keep that a secret?
What'd you tell him about the days off?
Nothing, I just told him we're going
to the shore for a few days next week.
If you're not 100%, your
partner should know about it.
Well, it's not like I'm in pain.
What about your head?
You know, emotionally?
Emotionally?
At least I can say "surgery."
I got to go.
Yeah, definitely.
There you are. You look good today.
Look, before I forget...
What's this?
Just...
This, uh... What?
It wasn't an easy decision for me,
Kim. Custody? You want custody?
Keep your voice down. My
voice? What? Is that your plan?
To do this in front of your friends
so I won't make a scene?
No, this is nothing I planned.
It's the first time I saw you today.
Sole custody? If something were to happen
to me, Kim, what would happen to Joey?
He'll have his mother.
You're still working things out.
Oh, don't patronize me!
You tried to kill yourself.
It was an accident.
And if you think that
justifies taking away my son
you're out of your mind.
There's other copies.
Yeah, well, you can shove those, too!
Go slow, because we
don't want to scare her.
Scare her? I might kill her myself.
All right, that's not going to be helpful.
Fine, all right.
All right.
5-5 David, we've
definitely got a jumper up.
We better get ESU rolling
in here with that airbag.
You want me to grab her?
You'll both go over.
Miss?
Hello, miss?
Police.
Something bothering you?
People never stop.
I'm sorry?
They never stop walking by.
I don't know what that means.
I don't want to hurt anyone.
Well, that's good.
That's how we should think.
No one's going to get hurt here today.
I was going to do it on the other side
but there was never an opening,
because the people never stop.
What's your name, honey?
I would've landed...
I don't want to hurt somebody.
Whatever it is that's bothering you so much
I promise, we can work it out.
Now, I don't know if this is far enough.
My name is Faith.
Faith Yokas.
Is this far enough?
Sweetie, what's bothering you today?
Why don't you tell me your
name, you know, so we can talk?
I told you mine.
Tell me your name.
My name doesn't matter.
It matters to me.
I'm already dead.
No, you're not.
You're alive.
And whatever it is that
has you feeling like this
we can fix it, I promise you.
So why don't you come down off that ledge?
And you let me help you fix it, okay?
Is this high enough?
Sweetie, tell me your
name, so I can talk to you.
No! If you want to help me,
tell me. Is this high enough?
Please, just tell me your...
I'm sorry I put everyone through this...
They said you had a jumper.
With a conscience. She landed on that roof.
Made a point of avoiding the street.
Didn't want to take
anybody out with her.
Can you imagine the thought process?
What? A 50-foot jump?
Yeah, she was concerned about that, too.
Whether she was high enough.
I'd say we have an answer.
Wonderful.
Let's get up there and see.
I'll never get these people.
"These people"?
Yeah, people who... What?
So, she's up there?
Safe bet she hasn't gone anywhere.
Good.
He's a weird guy.
You okay?
Living a dream.
It's all locked up.
Let's go up, then.
Tower ladder is over here.
Lost a jumper, huh?
It's that obvious?
Are you all right?
I'm not the one who jumped.
Who was she?
She wouldn't tell me.
You know if she lived here?
She wouldn't even tell me her name, Sully.
Address, phone number, favorite color
those would've been my follow-up questions.
Can you go and see if
there's a super in the building?
People are going to jump
or not jump, you know
no matter what you say.
I know that.
Look at them, rushing
around like she's going to be
any less dead if they
get up there any sooner.
The chick's a paper weight. You got a pen?
What the hell is with everybody?
Oh...
I love my job.
I love my job.
I guess Bosco was right.
Five floors was high enough.
She landed on her head.
Kim's coming up behind us.
You should go and cut her off.
She probably doesn't need to see this.
Yeah, all right.
Poor kid.
She's alive.
What?
There's a pulse.
Get out of the way.
Kim, maybe you should stay back, honestly.
All right?
Her lungs are working. At least one is.
She's alive!
Move!
I'm going to intubate.
Start two large bores.
All right.
There's brains. Brain's got
nothing to do with blood flow.
Jimmy, if I can get her
stabilized, I'm going to need
to get her down.
We need the Stokes up here right away.
Must be the maid's day off.
We never had nothing
like this happen here before.
I got a driver's license.
Let me see that.
It's a quiet building.
"Constance Marie Waller?"
Yeah, yeah, Connie.
That's it.
Connie.
I got three units available.
This is going to make
it a bitch to rent them.
Yeah, pretty selfish, her not thinking
how she was going to
mess up your day and all.
Hey, come on, I got feelings.
I'm just saying that...
Hey, man, don't worry about it.
This city's so full of freaks
that would rent this place
just because of something like this.
Think so?
Oh, yeah, no doubt.
So, no reason you'd see this coming?
I didn't hardly know her.
She and her husband kept
pretty much to themselves.
Where's the husband?
He don't know about this yet?
Do you know where we could find him?
Oh, geez.
I think he works in a restaurant.
He manages a restaurant on the West Side.
I got his phone number downstairs.
You want to come with me?
Yeah, thanks.
Sorry, Connie.
All right.
All right, let's go.
Locked in? Yeah, good.
All right, careful.
She's alive?
Kim, get the...
The medics are just playing doctor.
Doc?
Half her head's gone. I don't know.
The brain stem must still be
working. We got something.
Faith? Right, right. Thanks.
Hey, we need some help over here!
Unbelievable. Guys!
Got it?
Somebody bag her.
Got it.
Keep bagging her.
Let's go. All right.
Jimmy, I need you to drive!
You got it.
Sully!
Did you reach the husband?
No, we're picking him up at
work. What did you tell him?
I thought we'd leave that for the hospital.
Good, because she's alive.
What?
Get him there fast!
Name, address, date of birth.
License doesn't give
you a lot of information.
As long as it's enough to fill out
a police report, I'm satisfied.
Yeah, but it doesn't tell
you much about a person.
Well, how much more do you need to know?
What made her so damaged?
Damaged? She should take a number.
What?
You're damaged?
How many people do we know
who'd give anything to
be breathing right now?
Wife and kids at home...
no husband, no father?
And here comes this stupid, selfish...
I got no sympathy.
Okay, I'm in.
I'm going to get wide open.
Resps are below ten. Kim, take over.
Okay.
Not much there.
Come on, honey.
Come on.
I still can't believe
there's anything there.
Whoa, whoa, whoa... Asystole.
Damn, damn!
Rapid infuser.
Jimmy, step on it. We're
losing her back here!
Hang on.
Are you an organ donor?
Still using 'em.
No, I mean, did you check the box
on the back of your license?
No. I don't want them looking at me
like a bunch of spare parts.
It makes me wonder if
they'll try as hard, you know?
She checked off "any organ needed."
Yeah, I wonder if she knew she was going
to squish herself when she signed it?
It doesn't make a lot of sense, does it?
No, not really.
But does it look like they're not trying?
Approximately 25-year-old female.
Attempted suicide.
Jumped 50 feet onto a tar roof.
Massive head trauma with
protrusion of gray matter.
Arrested in the bus.
CPR times three minutes.
Three lines of saline rapidly infused
through three large bores.
BP's 60 palps, sinus tach at 110.
No carotid pulse
breath sounds decreased on the right.
Everybody set? On my count...
One, two, three! Page neurosurgery now.
Two units O-neg on the rapid infuser.
Spin a crits and a CBC chem panel.
Type and cross eight units.
Is she alive?
Barely.
But she made it here.
Yeah. Sully's going to get the husband.
Better not waste any time.
I'm going to go clean up.
Unbelievable.
Yeah.
Well, she meets every criteria
of our brain-death protocol
and ordinarily I'd
wait, but... Is she gone?
Soon as we take her off the vent.
She was strong, huh?
Oh, very. Unbelievable.
Let me know how you
kept it going long enough
to get her in here.
I doubt I would have even tried.
Oh, you said it yourself. She was strong.
We couldn't have done
better in the trauma unit.
It was nice work.
Is there a next of kin?
I'd like to talk to them before I call it.
Husband's on the way down now.
All right... She's an organ donor.
I was going to ask the husband.
How do you know?
'Cause she signed on the back here
and she checked off "any organ needed."
Well, she's a prime candidate.
Still, we're going to have to
get the husband's permission.
The signature on the license
only indicates the patient's intent.
You know, I'm going to get
the transplant coordinator
down here and get the process started.
Excuse me. This is, uh,
Mrs. Waller's husband.
Is she all right?
Mr. Waller
I'm Dr. Thomas.
Is Connie all right?
Why don't you come with me?
What'd you tell him?
Not much.
Said she had an accident...
Bad fall.
Understatement of the year.
What organs can they use?
Why? Fred need a new liver or something?
Waiting lists are a mile long.
I'm sure she's got something
somebody can use.
Yeah, it's probably some rich guy.
That's who you always
read about in the news.
Mickey Mantle, Walter Payton...
What, you're going to tell
me those guys didn't receive
preferential treatment?
Walter Payton died waiting on the list.
I'm just saying, Doc...
Yes, you are, as usual.
Man, you are really touchy today.
Look, go find someone to beat up.
That hurts.
Hey.
Hi.
What are you up to?
Cleaning up.
You lost?
No. Yokas has a wild hair up her ass today.
Trying to stay clear of the hurricane.
She's taking all this real personal.
Pretty bizarre, huh?
I thought for sure she was toast
when she bounced off that asphalt.
Jumped five floors and still had
enough left to get her to the hospital.
Fogging her for an hour
didn't do her much good.
Guess not. She ended up in the same place.
I, uh...
I owe you a thank you.
Good.
I can use one.
You're the only one
not walking on eggshells
about me handling a suicide.
Everyone acts like I'm going to freak out
'cause of my accident.
I don't know how many times
I have to say that I wasn't trying to...
you know.
Mm-hmm. At least you don't
treat me like I'm damaged goods.
Yeah, you... you seem all right to me.
Uh, so I, uh...
just wanted to thank you.
No problem.
I'm going to head back in now.
I'll see you later.
Yep. Absolutely.
Yeah.
I'm looking for Paramedic Parker.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm Grace Owens, transplant coordinator.
The nurse's station told me
you are the paramedic
supervisor in this area.
I'm the senior man, yes.
What did the husband say?
He gave consent to use the organs.
Two things: there's an
eight-year-old girl in Yorkville
that needs an ambulance to take her
to St. Christopher's
Hospital as soon as possible.
That's the nearest transplant center.
She's top of the list
for a heart, and she's not in good shape.
Okay, I can arrange that.
What's the other?
I need you to transport
the heart there, as well.
Excuse me?
The husband signed consent
to donate the heart
but we don't have a lot of time.
They're in recovery now
but this little girl is very sick.
Minutes count.
I don't want to wait for a transport car
with you already here.
Well, I can radio in
and get another bus to cover our area.
It shouldn't be too long.
How bad off is this little girl?
She's been on the list since last year.
Hit the top position about a week ago
but it's day to day.
Is this lady's heart
going to fit into a kid?
Mrs. Waller was pretty petite
but the most important thing is
she's the same blood type.
So she could save her life?
If the little girl is still alive.
Her parents didn't want her to die
in the hospital
so they took her home yesterday.
No. No, I understand
but, well, I'm the one that's pre-med.
Shouldn't I be the one to carry the...?
No. Right.
No, I understand.
So, what's the big job?
Lucky bastard.
Doc's transporting a
heart to St. Christopher's
for a transplant.
So, what do they need us to do?
Get the recipient there.
Some kid up in Yorkville.
Are you serious?
As a heart attack.
No pun intended.
Let's go.
Mr. Waller?
I'm Officer Yokas.
Faith Yokas.
Are you the one that was there?
The cops who brought me in
they said there was
another police officer with her
when she got hurt.
Yeah. I was there.
Did she say...?
Yeah. She said, uh, she was sorry
and that she loves you very much.
She did?
Yeah. She said that it was important
that you know that.
I have, um...
I have Connie's driver's license.
I knew she was unhappy.
She used to spend days at a time in bed.
I don't know, I thought she'd get over it.
I didn't know.
If somebody wants to do something like this
no one can really stop them.
She didn't even drive.
I mean, she knew how,
but we never had a car.
Well, somebody's awful
lucky that she had that.
Be nice to know who.
They said it was confidential.
It's a little girl...
eight years old, up in Yorkville.
She pretty sick?
Yeah. They said that she'll die without it.
I think you're very brave, Mr. Waller.
You and Connie both.
I don't know if I could be that brave.
I just wanted to tell you that...
and that I'm sorry for your loss.
Great.
What? Try 106th?
Ah, you get stuck on one of those streets.
Come on!
Get the hell out of the way!
I almost forgot how stupid
people are about this.
Come on.
Damn it!
Nothing's moving for a long way.
Oh, Doc...?
Damn!
Let's go!
Come on!
I can make it.
I can make it.
Wow, Doc...
Just give me... give me
some eyes over there.
All right, a-a little left.
A little more left.
Damn. Damn!
A little left.
A little left.
Damn.
We're, we're never going to clear, Doc.
A little left.
I don't have anymore left.
Well, you're not going to make it.
Damn!
Damn!
Well, back up.
I can't. I'm blocked in.
Back up!
Let's go!
Give me some room!
I'm going to go see if I can find
one of those delivery jerks.
Unbelievable!
Hey!
Hey, I'm going to need
you to back up, all right?
Just stay right there.
Back up.
Back up for me.
I got to get out of here. Back up.
Lady, hey, where you going?
No. No. I need you to back up!
Okay?
No, no, no! Stop, stop!
Come back.
Aw...!
No, no, stay in the car.
Okay, stay in the car.
We need to get...
out of here!
Sammy, you got
to move your truck.
Fast! Come on! Let's go!
Miss? What?
You better look outside.
Oh, sh...
Doc!
Hey!
Hey! Hey!
Get out of there!
Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
All right, all right, just relax!
Get out of here! Get out of here!
Doc?
Doc, it's gone! They took the heart!
Where are they going with the box?
What box? The box!
You know the box.
There was a box in that
bus! All I got was the bag!
Where are they going
with it? Doc, Doc, Doc.
This one of the guys
took the heart? A heart?
Yeah. He only got a
couple of equipment bags
but the transport case is gone.
There ain't nothing in those bags.
Who are the others, and where are they?
I ain't going to lie! You
don't have to hurt me.
You don't know the meaning
of the word.
Ow! I said I'm not going to lie!
Then start talking!
All right, all right.
Okay, truthfully?
Yeah, truthfully, please.
I don't really know...
You son of a bitch!
No! Whoa, whoa, whoa, Doc, Doc!
No, this guy and these sons of bitches...
They clean out our bus
and now he's going
to let that little kid die?
It's our job.
Let us handle it, please!
We've got about 15 minutes
to find that heart, and if we don't
I'm taking yours. What heart?
Look, you don't want to take the rap
for the murder all alone, do you? Murder?
You morons stole a heart
that was being taken to a hospital
to be transplanted into
a little girl that's dying.
And if your actions
prevent that operation...
That's a murder on your ass.
Oh, man.
Look, I'm just...
I got a habit, all right?
I ain't no murderer!
Not yet.
There was a heart
in that ambulance?
Where are they?
All right!
You pissed him off.
Look, if I show you
where we hang out
are we all cool?
With the murder and everything?
Get in the car.
See? You should have just told us...
Apartment 5-E.
Of course.
Let's go.
There.
That's the building.
And they're inside? That's where
we were supposed to meet up.
How many ways in and out?
Just the front door.
No other way?
I never knew no other way.
We need backup.
This is 5-5 Charlie
requesting backup at, uh...
5207.
5207 Arthur.
Your pals had better be inside there.
All I'm saying is we were
supposed to meet up here.
If they didn't...
Yeah, and all I'm saying is
you better pray they did.
There's no way.
No way is not an option.
I'm not saying we don't try.
I'm saying there's no way
we're going to get her
down all these steps.
Let's just get up there.
A little girl with a bad heart.
You'd think the parents could get
a ground floor apartment.
Yeah, or maybe something on Park Avenue
with a doorman and a freight elevator?
You know what I'm saying.
Yeah, I do.
I could always just carry her in my arms.
Well, you might have to.
Is that a radio?
Dean Martin?
I saw that coming.
Box.
Oh, you got to be kidding me.
It's empty.
Damn it.
Police!
Okay.
Okay, we're caught.
Where's the heart?
The what?
There was a heart in this box. Where is it?
What box? That box?
This is not the time to be a wise guy, pal.
Uh, Manny said there'd be a...
You know, we're looking for drugs.
I don't give a damn what you thought.
There was a human being's heart in that box
and I want it!
He... there's some stuff
in the cans out back.
Dino in a crack house?
It's the only damn station that comes in.
This way.
She's not breathing so well.
All right.
Hang on, baby, help is here.
Hi.
You're Cassandra?
My name's Carlos.
We're going to drive you
to the hospital.
Is that all right with you?
We just need to check
some things out first
okay?
Wow, I bet you can't wait
to get rid of all this stuff, huh?
Hold on, okay?
If we don't keep her flat
we're going to lose
those bilateral pick lines.
I know.
So I guess we just have
to bring her down the old-fashioned way.
This is Boy 5-5 3.
We're going to need some help over here.
Okay?
Damn it.
Damn it!
What the hell is it supposed to look like?
I think we'll know it
when we see it, Sully.
Bosco, you want to help out a little bit?
No, I don't, Davis.
But I will.
Move this.
It looks like somebody's ass in here.
Davis, I think you need to take it easy.
Damn it! New watch!
What did you get?
Oh!
Oh!
Is that it? SULLIVAN: I don't know
what else it could be.
Doesn't look like they
opened it? Does it matter?
I don't know.
This is 5-5 Charlie.
Let the medics know we
found the package they lost.
Okay, Cassandra.
Something tells me you don't scare so easy.
This is going to be just like a ride, okay?
You ready?
Willing and able.
Hey, hey, what a beauty.
Oh, wait a minute.
No one told me we had a princess here.
Hello, Your Majesty.
Precious cargo coming down.
You're doing fine, Your Highness.
All right, come on.
Yeah.
You sure you're not a queen?
Or a movie star.
Thank God!
Thanks, Jimmy. Get going.
Right behind you.
Central, this is 5-5 Charlie.
Have you got an ETA on
the medics for this package?
We're working on it, Charlie.
Come on!
How long you think we've got?
I don't know.
That used to be part of a person.
Pretty creepy, if you ask me.
Sully, why can't we just take it?
They're going to St. Christopher's.
Seems like we can get it there faster
than waiting for a bus to get here.
You don't have to know
anything to handle it?
How were they transporting it?
Just sitting in the back of the bus
as far as I know.
Well, then, why can't we?
We still got this pinhead
in the back of our car, for one thing!
No problem, no problem.
Pinhead, let's go.
You can thank me later.
You're free.
I can go?
Go, now.
Hey, "just say no!"
Now...
We're all clear.
Okay.
I'll carry it.
Davis and I will run interference for you.
Better not slow down,
Sully. I'll be up your ass.
Yeah, you just try to keep up with my ass.
5-5 Charlie to Central.
Tell the medics to meet
us at St. Christopher's.
We're going to transport
this package ourselves.
Call Central, see if you
can get us some help.
Central, we're going to run up Seventh.
Can we get any assistance
with intersection control?
Come on...
Move, move, move!
Well, don't just brake.
People, pull the hell over!
Stick with me, Bosco.
Damn, that Sully's got
some serious lead in that foot.
What, does he think he's Popeye Doyle?
You ever see French Connection?
Okay, she needs to stay awake.
Open your eyes for me, Cassandra.
Wake up, baby.
Almost there.
Cassandra, got to keep those eyes open.
Stay in your seat...
Girl's in great hands, long as they...
Whoa!
Jag off!
Hey, there's those beautiful, brown eyes.
Good, Cass, good.
There's those beautiful, brown eyes.
We got a turn coming up.
I know.
The lights are against us.
I know. Does Sully know?
All right, better slow down if
we're going to make this turn.
I know. Slow down, if
we're going to make this turn.
Sully, slow down!
Oh my God... oh my God.
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa...
Sully with the lead block.
That's what I'm talking about.
Whoa! What was that?
Old school, my man.
Just a few more blocks.
How we doing?
No, no, no. She's throwing PVCs.
Baby? Sit.
Talk to me, Carlos.
They're all over the place.
Lidocaine?
Already got 100 migs in the pipe.
Okay...
She's stabilizing, but it might not last.
Hang on, baby, hang on.
Taylor, how much further?
Next turn.
BP's 80 over 40, pulse 110.
100 migs atropine onboard.
Doc?
You take it.
It's all yours.
Thank you.
How could I forget that?
I'm going on and on about someone
trying to kill themselves.
And all the time, I'm talking to someone
who actually tried it.
What is wrong with me?
Could it be you're self-absorbed?
No, that's not it.
I just forgot, that's all.
I mean, it's no big deal, right?
I mean, I'm supposed to remember
every little thing that
happens at the firehouse?
Yeah. Every "little thing."
All right, her trying to dust herself
is kind of a big thing.
But truth is, I hardly know her.
You don't have to justify it to me.
I didn't give her a thought either.
Really?
You didn't?
None.
Good.
Good, then I'm okay, then.
Huh!
You kind of took this whole thing personal.
Not really.
Yeah, you seem like it's bothering you.
No, I just never really gave organ donation
that much thought before.
It's kind of like Connie
has a second chance to live.
One of her parts is
in the girl. It's not her.
Well, it sort of makes
someone immortal, doesn't it?
Yeah, well, big man
willing, it'll be a long time
before we have to start thinking
about giving any pieces away.
Hey, Doc.
Going home?
Well, some of us are
going to stop at Haggerty's.
See if there's any mention
of the little girl on the news.
Yeah, I called the hospital.
They wouldn't give me any information.
Yeah, we're always the last to know.
If at all.
Why don't you come with us?
Yeah...
Yeah, I think I will.
Probably wouldn't be able to get
any sleep until I knew, anyway.
Is there something else?
I-I did okay today, right?
You did great. I mean
I didn't hesitate, knew what to do?
Kim, you were fine. 'Cause, you know
you feel like you might've
forgotten everything.
Come on, it's like riding a bike.
It was an accident.
Excuse me?
No one believes that the
overdose was an accident.
Okay.
See...
that's what everyone says.
"Okay, Kim."
And "We, uh... we understand, Kim."
But they don't believe it.
I mean, Jimmy's standing
on the edge of the roof today
like he doesn't think I should
see an attempted suicide.
I can handle that from him
but I just need to be sure you believe me.
You-you do believe me, right, Doc?
You know I wouldn't try to kill myself?
Yeah.
Yeah, I believe you.
Then it's all right.
Yeah.
I'll see you at the bar.
Yeah, yeah, let me just finish up here.
Okay.
Karen Lee here, live,
where a dedicated team
of doctors at St. Christopher's Hospital...
Hey, hey, here it is!
Turn it up, Scotty.
Tonight on an eight-year-old girl.
Dr. Henry Bolton, the lead
surgeon, in a delicate operation
gave a brief statement only moments ago
that the little girl, Cassandra Reynolds
came through the operation well
and the heart is working perfectly.
Young Cassandra's mother.
What can you tell us about
Cassandra's condition?
She's sleeping now.
I...
This morning she was...
and tonight...
the donor and these doctors...
I really don't know how to...
Thank you so much for
giving me my little girl back.
Well, there you have it.
This is Karen Lee, at
St. Christopher's Hospital.
Back to you in the studio.
Whoa!
To the doctors.
To the doctors. ZAMBRANO: To the doctors.
To the doctors.
Of course.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Where are you going?
I want to get home.
You all right?
Yeah.
You sure?
Yeah, I'm good.
All right.
I'll see you tomorrow.
What's wrong with her?
I don't know.
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She was supposed to meet me.
Is she breathing?
Barely.
Will she be okay?
Is she breathing?
Watch her neck, watch her neck.
I came to talk about
getting back on the schedule.
I can't believe Doc did this.
I don't mean that as a dis on you.
I mean dumping me like he did.
He needs to work with Kim.
Are you seeing anybody?
Like who?
A therapist.
It's none of your damn
business who I'm seeing
or not seeing.
I'm sorry I didn't answer
the phone last night
when Joey was sick.
We share custody.
And in the event of your
death, your ex-wife would make
a fit and suitable sole guardian?
Mr. Doherty?
She's had some problems.
Why won't you talk about this?
Because you don't have cancer.
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You could still call in sick.
No, I'm okay. I'm just tired.
Call in tired, then.
Baby, everybody's tired.
Everybody's working twelves.
You're not everybody.
You should be taking it easy.
The procedure's a week away.
It's surgery, Fred.
And I'll take it easy afterwards.
Maybe I should talk to Bosco.
Make sure he's keeping you
from pushing yourself too hard.
No, don't say anything to him.
He doesn't know. What?
Well, why would I tell him?
You tell him everything else. I do not!
I can't cut one in bed without
him busting my chops about it
for a week after.
But this, you're going to have
a procedure; you keep that a secret?
What'd you tell him about the days off?
Nothing, I just told him we're going
to the shore for a few days next week.
If you're not 100%, your
partner should know about it.
Well, it's not like I'm in pain.
What about your head?
You know, emotionally?
Emotionally?
At least I can say "surgery."
I got to go.
Yeah, definitely.
There you are. You look good today.
Look, before I forget...
What's this?
Just...
This, uh... What?
It wasn't an easy decision for me,
Kim. Custody? You want custody?
Keep your voice down. My
voice? What? Is that your plan?
To do this in front of your friends
so I won't make a scene?
No, this is nothing I planned.
It's the first time I saw you today.
Sole custody? If something were to happen
to me, Kim, what would happen to Joey?
He'll have his mother.
You're still working things out.
Oh, don't patronize me!
You tried to kill yourself.
It was an accident.
And if you think that
justifies taking away my son
you're out of your mind.
There's other copies.
Yeah, well, you can shove those, too!
Go slow, because we
don't want to scare her.
Scare her? I might kill her myself.
All right, that's not going to be helpful.
Fine, all right.
All right.
5-5 David, we've
definitely got a jumper up.
We better get ESU rolling
in here with that airbag.
You want me to grab her?
You'll both go over.
Miss?
Hello, miss?
Police.
Something bothering you?
People never stop.
I'm sorry?
They never stop walking by.
I don't know what that means.
I don't want to hurt anyone.
Well, that's good.
That's how we should think.
No one's going to get hurt here today.
I was going to do it on the other side
but there was never an opening,
because the people never stop.
What's your name, honey?
I would've landed...
I don't want to hurt somebody.
Whatever it is that's bothering you so much
I promise, we can work it out.
Now, I don't know if this is far enough.
My name is Faith.
Faith Yokas.
Is this far enough?
Sweetie, what's bothering you today?
Why don't you tell me your
name, you know, so we can talk?
I told you mine.
Tell me your name.
My name doesn't matter.
It matters to me.
I'm already dead.
No, you're not.
You're alive.
And whatever it is that
has you feeling like this
we can fix it, I promise you.
So why don't you come down off that ledge?
And you let me help you fix it, okay?
Is this high enough?
Sweetie, tell me your
name, so I can talk to you.
No! If you want to help me,
tell me. Is this high enough?
Please, just tell me your...
I'm sorry I put everyone through this...
They said you had a jumper.
With a conscience. She landed on that roof.
Made a point of avoiding the street.
Didn't want to take
anybody out with her.
Can you imagine the thought process?
What? A 50-foot jump?
Yeah, she was concerned about that, too.
Whether she was high enough.
I'd say we have an answer.
Wonderful.
Let's get up there and see.
I'll never get these people.
"These people"?
Yeah, people who... What?
So, she's up there?
Safe bet she hasn't gone anywhere.
Good.
He's a weird guy.
You okay?
Living a dream.
It's all locked up.
Let's go up, then.
Tower ladder is over here.
Lost a jumper, huh?
It's that obvious?
Are you all right?
I'm not the one who jumped.
Who was she?
She wouldn't tell me.
You know if she lived here?
She wouldn't even tell me her name, Sully.
Address, phone number, favorite color
those would've been my follow-up questions.
Can you go and see if
there's a super in the building?
People are going to jump
or not jump, you know
no matter what you say.
I know that.
Look at them, rushing
around like she's going to be
any less dead if they
get up there any sooner.
The chick's a paper weight. You got a pen?
What the hell is with everybody?
Oh...
I love my job.
I love my job.
I guess Bosco was right.
Five floors was high enough.
She landed on her head.
Kim's coming up behind us.
You should go and cut her off.
She probably doesn't need to see this.
Yeah, all right.
Poor kid.
She's alive.
What?
There's a pulse.
Get out of the way.
Kim, maybe you should stay back, honestly.
All right?
Her lungs are working. At least one is.
She's alive!
Move!
I'm going to intubate.
Start two large bores.
All right.
There's brains. Brain's got
nothing to do with blood flow.
Jimmy, if I can get her
stabilized, I'm going to need
to get her down.
We need the Stokes up here right away.
Must be the maid's day off.
We never had nothing
like this happen here before.
I got a driver's license.
Let me see that.
It's a quiet building.
"Constance Marie Waller?"
Yeah, yeah, Connie.
That's it.
Connie.
I got three units available.
This is going to make
it a bitch to rent them.
Yeah, pretty selfish, her not thinking
how she was going to
mess up your day and all.
Hey, come on, I got feelings.
I'm just saying that...
Hey, man, don't worry about it.
This city's so full of freaks
that would rent this place
just because of something like this.
Think so?
Oh, yeah, no doubt.
So, no reason you'd see this coming?
I didn't hardly know her.
She and her husband kept
pretty much to themselves.
Where's the husband?
He don't know about this yet?
Do you know where we could find him?
Oh, geez.
I think he works in a restaurant.
He manages a restaurant on the West Side.
I got his phone number downstairs.
You want to come with me?
Yeah, thanks.
Sorry, Connie.
All right.
All right, let's go.
Locked in? Yeah, good.
All right, careful.
She's alive?
Kim, get the...
The medics are just playing doctor.
Doc?
Half her head's gone. I don't know.
The brain stem must still be
working. We got something.
Faith? Right, right. Thanks.
Hey, we need some help over here!
Unbelievable. Guys!
Got it?
Somebody bag her.
Got it.
Keep bagging her.
Let's go. All right.
Jimmy, I need you to drive!
You got it.
Sully!
Did you reach the husband?
No, we're picking him up at
work. What did you tell him?
I thought we'd leave that for the hospital.
Good, because she's alive.
What?
Get him there fast!
Name, address, date of birth.
License doesn't give
you a lot of information.
As long as it's enough to fill out
a police report, I'm satisfied.
Yeah, but it doesn't tell
you much about a person.
Well, how much more do you need to know?
What made her so damaged?
Damaged? She should take a number.
What?
You're damaged?
How many people do we know
who'd give anything to
be breathing right now?
Wife and kids at home...
no husband, no father?
And here comes this stupid, selfish...
I got no sympathy.
Okay, I'm in.
I'm going to get wide open.
Resps are below ten. Kim, take over.
Okay.
Not much there.
Come on, honey.
Come on.
I still can't believe
there's anything there.
Whoa, whoa, whoa... Asystole.
Damn, damn!
Rapid infuser.
Jimmy, step on it. We're
losing her back here!
Hang on.
Are you an organ donor?
Still using 'em.
No, I mean, did you check the box
on the back of your license?
No. I don't want them looking at me
like a bunch of spare parts.
It makes me wonder if
they'll try as hard, you know?
She checked off "any organ needed."
Yeah, I wonder if she knew she was going
to squish herself when she signed it?
It doesn't make a lot of sense, does it?
No, not really.
But does it look like they're not trying?
Approximately 25-year-old female.
Attempted suicide.
Jumped 50 feet onto a tar roof.
Massive head trauma with
protrusion of gray matter.
Arrested in the bus.
CPR times three minutes.
Three lines of saline rapidly infused
through three large bores.
BP's 60 palps, sinus tach at 110.
No carotid pulse
breath sounds decreased on the right.
Everybody set? On my count...
One, two, three! Page neurosurgery now.
Two units O-neg on the rapid infuser.
Spin a crits and a CBC chem panel.
Type and cross eight units.
Is she alive?
Barely.
But she made it here.
Yeah. Sully's going to get the husband.
Better not waste any time.
I'm going to go clean up.
Unbelievable.
Yeah.
Well, she meets every criteria
of our brain-death protocol
and ordinarily I'd
wait, but... Is she gone?
Soon as we take her off the vent.
She was strong, huh?
Oh, very. Unbelievable.
Let me know how you
kept it going long enough
to get her in here.
I doubt I would have even tried.
Oh, you said it yourself. She was strong.
We couldn't have done
better in the trauma unit.
It was nice work.
Is there a next of kin?
I'd like to talk to them before I call it.
Husband's on the way down now.
All right... She's an organ donor.
I was going to ask the husband.
How do you know?
'Cause she signed on the back here
and she checked off "any organ needed."
Well, she's a prime candidate.
Still, we're going to have to
get the husband's permission.
The signature on the license
only indicates the patient's intent.
You know, I'm going to get
the transplant coordinator
down here and get the process started.
Excuse me. This is, uh,
Mrs. Waller's husband.
Is she all right?
Mr. Waller
I'm Dr. Thomas.
Is Connie all right?
Why don't you come with me?
What'd you tell him?
Not much.
Said she had an accident...
Bad fall.
Understatement of the year.
What organs can they use?
Why? Fred need a new liver or something?
Waiting lists are a mile long.
I'm sure she's got something
somebody can use.
Yeah, it's probably some rich guy.
That's who you always
read about in the news.
Mickey Mantle, Walter Payton...
What, you're going to tell
me those guys didn't receive
preferential treatment?
Walter Payton died waiting on the list.
I'm just saying, Doc...
Yes, you are, as usual.
Man, you are really touchy today.
Look, go find someone to beat up.
That hurts.
Hey.
Hi.
What are you up to?
Cleaning up.
You lost?
No. Yokas has a wild hair up her ass today.
Trying to stay clear of the hurricane.
She's taking all this real personal.
Pretty bizarre, huh?
I thought for sure she was toast
when she bounced off that asphalt.
Jumped five floors and still had
enough left to get her to the hospital.
Fogging her for an hour
didn't do her much good.
Guess not. She ended up in the same place.
I, uh...
I owe you a thank you.
Good.
I can use one.
You're the only one
not walking on eggshells
about me handling a suicide.
Everyone acts like I'm going to freak out
'cause of my accident.
I don't know how many times
I have to say that I wasn't trying to...
you know.
Mm-hmm. At least you don't
treat me like I'm damaged goods.
Yeah, you... you seem all right to me.
Uh, so I, uh...
just wanted to thank you.
No problem.
I'm going to head back in now.
I'll see you later.
Yep. Absolutely.
Yeah.
I'm looking for Paramedic Parker.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm Grace Owens, transplant coordinator.
The nurse's station told me
you are the paramedic
supervisor in this area.
I'm the senior man, yes.
What did the husband say?
He gave consent to use the organs.
Two things: there's an
eight-year-old girl in Yorkville
that needs an ambulance to take her
to St. Christopher's
Hospital as soon as possible.
That's the nearest transplant center.
She's top of the list
for a heart, and she's not in good shape.
Okay, I can arrange that.
What's the other?
I need you to transport
the heart there, as well.
Excuse me?
The husband signed consent
to donate the heart
but we don't have a lot of time.
They're in recovery now
but this little girl is very sick.
Minutes count.
I don't want to wait for a transport car
with you already here.
Well, I can radio in
and get another bus to cover our area.
It shouldn't be too long.
How bad off is this little girl?
She's been on the list since last year.
Hit the top position about a week ago
but it's day to day.
Is this lady's heart
going to fit into a kid?
Mrs. Waller was pretty petite
but the most important thing is
she's the same blood type.
So she could save her life?
If the little girl is still alive.
Her parents didn't want her to die
in the hospital
so they took her home yesterday.
No. No, I understand
but, well, I'm the one that's pre-med.
Shouldn't I be the one to carry the...?
No. Right.
No, I understand.
So, what's the big job?
Lucky bastard.
Doc's transporting a
heart to St. Christopher's
for a transplant.
So, what do they need us to do?
Get the recipient there.
Some kid up in Yorkville.
Are you serious?
As a heart attack.
No pun intended.
Let's go.
Mr. Waller?
I'm Officer Yokas.
Faith Yokas.
Are you the one that was there?
The cops who brought me in
they said there was
another police officer with her
when she got hurt.
Yeah. I was there.
Did she say...?
Yeah. She said, uh, she was sorry
and that she loves you very much.
She did?
Yeah. She said that it was important
that you know that.
I have, um...
I have Connie's driver's license.
I knew she was unhappy.
She used to spend days at a time in bed.
I don't know, I thought she'd get over it.
I didn't know.
If somebody wants to do something like this
no one can really stop them.
She didn't even drive.
I mean, she knew how,
but we never had a car.
Well, somebody's awful
lucky that she had that.
Be nice to know who.
They said it was confidential.
It's a little girl...
eight years old, up in Yorkville.
She pretty sick?
Yeah. They said that she'll die without it.
I think you're very brave, Mr. Waller.
You and Connie both.
I don't know if I could be that brave.
I just wanted to tell you that...
and that I'm sorry for your loss.
Great.
What? Try 106th?
Ah, you get stuck on one of those streets.
Come on!
Get the hell out of the way!
I almost forgot how stupid
people are about this.
Come on.
Damn it!
Nothing's moving for a long way.
Oh, Doc...?
Damn!
Let's go!
Come on!
I can make it.
I can make it.
Wow, Doc...
Just give me... give me
some eyes over there.
All right, a-a little left.
A little more left.
Damn. Damn!
A little left.
A little left.
Damn.
We're, we're never going to clear, Doc.
A little left.
I don't have anymore left.
Well, you're not going to make it.
Damn!
Damn!
Well, back up.
I can't. I'm blocked in.
Back up!
Let's go!
Give me some room!
I'm going to go see if I can find
one of those delivery jerks.
Unbelievable!
Hey!
Hey, I'm going to need
you to back up, all right?
Just stay right there.
Back up.
Back up for me.
I got to get out of here. Back up.
Lady, hey, where you going?
No. No. I need you to back up!
Okay?
No, no, no! Stop, stop!
Come back.
Aw...!
No, no, stay in the car.
Okay, stay in the car.
We need to get...
out of here!
Sammy, you got
to move your truck.
Fast! Come on! Let's go!
Miss? What?
You better look outside.
Oh, sh...
Doc!
Hey!
Hey! Hey!
Get out of there!
Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
All right, all right, just relax!
Get out of here! Get out of here!
Doc?
Doc, it's gone! They took the heart!
Where are they going with the box?
What box? The box!
You know the box.
There was a box in that
bus! All I got was the bag!
Where are they going
with it? Doc, Doc, Doc.
This one of the guys
took the heart? A heart?
Yeah. He only got a
couple of equipment bags
but the transport case is gone.
There ain't nothing in those bags.
Who are the others, and where are they?
I ain't going to lie! You
don't have to hurt me.
You don't know the meaning
of the word.
Ow! I said I'm not going to lie!
Then start talking!
All right, all right.
Okay, truthfully?
Yeah, truthfully, please.
I don't really know...
You son of a bitch!
No! Whoa, whoa, whoa, Doc, Doc!
No, this guy and these sons of bitches...
They clean out our bus
and now he's going
to let that little kid die?
It's our job.
Let us handle it, please!
We've got about 15 minutes
to find that heart, and if we don't
I'm taking yours. What heart?
Look, you don't want to take the rap
for the murder all alone, do you? Murder?
You morons stole a heart
that was being taken to a hospital
to be transplanted into
a little girl that's dying.
And if your actions
prevent that operation...
That's a murder on your ass.
Oh, man.
Look, I'm just...
I got a habit, all right?
I ain't no murderer!
Not yet.
There was a heart
in that ambulance?
Where are they?
All right!
You pissed him off.
Look, if I show you
where we hang out
are we all cool?
With the murder and everything?
Get in the car.
See? You should have just told us...
Apartment 5-E.
Of course.
Let's go.
There.
That's the building.
And they're inside? That's where
we were supposed to meet up.
How many ways in and out?
Just the front door.
No other way?
I never knew no other way.
We need backup.
This is 5-5 Charlie
requesting backup at, uh...
5207.
5207 Arthur.
Your pals had better be inside there.
All I'm saying is we were
supposed to meet up here.
If they didn't...
Yeah, and all I'm saying is
you better pray they did.
There's no way.
No way is not an option.
I'm not saying we don't try.
I'm saying there's no way
we're going to get her
down all these steps.
Let's just get up there.
A little girl with a bad heart.
You'd think the parents could get
a ground floor apartment.
Yeah, or maybe something on Park Avenue
with a doorman and a freight elevator?
You know what I'm saying.
Yeah, I do.
I could always just carry her in my arms.
Well, you might have to.
Is that a radio?
Dean Martin?
I saw that coming.
Box.
Oh, you got to be kidding me.
It's empty.
Damn it.
Police!
Okay.
Okay, we're caught.
Where's the heart?
The what?
There was a heart in this box. Where is it?
What box? That box?
This is not the time to be a wise guy, pal.
Uh, Manny said there'd be a...
You know, we're looking for drugs.
I don't give a damn what you thought.
There was a human being's heart in that box
and I want it!
He... there's some stuff
in the cans out back.
Dino in a crack house?
It's the only damn station that comes in.
This way.
She's not breathing so well.
All right.
Hang on, baby, help is here.
Hi.
You're Cassandra?
My name's Carlos.
We're going to drive you
to the hospital.
Is that all right with you?
We just need to check
some things out first
okay?
Wow, I bet you can't wait
to get rid of all this stuff, huh?
Hold on, okay?
If we don't keep her flat
we're going to lose
those bilateral pick lines.
I know.
So I guess we just have
to bring her down the old-fashioned way.
This is Boy 5-5 3.
We're going to need some help over here.
Okay?
Damn it.
Damn it!
What the hell is it supposed to look like?
I think we'll know it
when we see it, Sully.
Bosco, you want to help out a little bit?
No, I don't, Davis.
But I will.
Move this.
It looks like somebody's ass in here.
Davis, I think you need to take it easy.
Damn it! New watch!
What did you get?
Oh!
Oh!
Is that it? SULLIVAN: I don't know
what else it could be.
Doesn't look like they
opened it? Does it matter?
I don't know.
This is 5-5 Charlie.
Let the medics know we
found the package they lost.
Okay, Cassandra.
Something tells me you don't scare so easy.
This is going to be just like a ride, okay?
You ready?
Willing and able.
Hey, hey, what a beauty.
Oh, wait a minute.
No one told me we had a princess here.
Hello, Your Majesty.
Precious cargo coming down.
You're doing fine, Your Highness.
All right, come on.
Yeah.
You sure you're not a queen?
Or a movie star.
Thank God!
Thanks, Jimmy. Get going.
Right behind you.
Central, this is 5-5 Charlie.
Have you got an ETA on
the medics for this package?
We're working on it, Charlie.
Come on!
How long you think we've got?
I don't know.
That used to be part of a person.
Pretty creepy, if you ask me.
Sully, why can't we just take it?
They're going to St. Christopher's.
Seems like we can get it there faster
than waiting for a bus to get here.
You don't have to know
anything to handle it?
How were they transporting it?
Just sitting in the back of the bus
as far as I know.
Well, then, why can't we?
We still got this pinhead
in the back of our car, for one thing!
No problem, no problem.
Pinhead, let's go.
You can thank me later.
You're free.
I can go?
Go, now.
Hey, "just say no!"
Now...
We're all clear.
Okay.
I'll carry it.
Davis and I will run interference for you.
Better not slow down,
Sully. I'll be up your ass.
Yeah, you just try to keep up with my ass.
5-5 Charlie to Central.
Tell the medics to meet
us at St. Christopher's.
We're going to transport
this package ourselves.
Call Central, see if you
can get us some help.
Central, we're going to run up Seventh.
Can we get any assistance
with intersection control?
Come on...
Move, move, move!
Well, don't just brake.
People, pull the hell over!
Stick with me, Bosco.
Damn, that Sully's got
some serious lead in that foot.
What, does he think he's Popeye Doyle?
You ever see French Connection?
Okay, she needs to stay awake.
Open your eyes for me, Cassandra.
Wake up, baby.
Almost there.
Cassandra, got to keep those eyes open.
Stay in your seat...
Girl's in great hands, long as they...
Whoa!
Jag off!
Hey, there's those beautiful, brown eyes.
Good, Cass, good.
There's those beautiful, brown eyes.
We got a turn coming up.
I know.
The lights are against us.
I know. Does Sully know?
All right, better slow down if
we're going to make this turn.
I know. Slow down, if
we're going to make this turn.
Sully, slow down!
Oh my God... oh my God.
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa...
Sully with the lead block.
That's what I'm talking about.
Whoa! What was that?
Old school, my man.
Just a few more blocks.
How we doing?
No, no, no. She's throwing PVCs.
Baby? Sit.
Talk to me, Carlos.
They're all over the place.
Lidocaine?
Already got 100 migs in the pipe.
Okay...
She's stabilizing, but it might not last.
Hang on, baby, hang on.
Taylor, how much further?
Next turn.
BP's 80 over 40, pulse 110.
100 migs atropine onboard.
Doc?
You take it.
It's all yours.
Thank you.
How could I forget that?
I'm going on and on about someone
trying to kill themselves.
And all the time, I'm talking to someone
who actually tried it.
What is wrong with me?
Could it be you're self-absorbed?
No, that's not it.
I just forgot, that's all.
I mean, it's no big deal, right?
I mean, I'm supposed to remember
every little thing that
happens at the firehouse?
Yeah. Every "little thing."
All right, her trying to dust herself
is kind of a big thing.
But truth is, I hardly know her.
You don't have to justify it to me.
I didn't give her a thought either.
Really?
You didn't?
None.
Good.
Good, then I'm okay, then.
Huh!
You kind of took this whole thing personal.
Not really.
Yeah, you seem like it's bothering you.
No, I just never really gave organ donation
that much thought before.
It's kind of like Connie
has a second chance to live.
One of her parts is
in the girl. It's not her.
Well, it sort of makes
someone immortal, doesn't it?
Yeah, well, big man
willing, it'll be a long time
before we have to start thinking
about giving any pieces away.
Hey, Doc.
Going home?
Well, some of us are
going to stop at Haggerty's.
See if there's any mention
of the little girl on the news.
Yeah, I called the hospital.
They wouldn't give me any information.
Yeah, we're always the last to know.
If at all.
Why don't you come with us?
Yeah...
Yeah, I think I will.
Probably wouldn't be able to get
any sleep until I knew, anyway.
Is there something else?
I-I did okay today, right?
You did great. I mean
I didn't hesitate, knew what to do?
Kim, you were fine. 'Cause, you know
you feel like you might've
forgotten everything.
Come on, it's like riding a bike.
It was an accident.
Excuse me?
No one believes that the
overdose was an accident.
Okay.
See...
that's what everyone says.
"Okay, Kim."
And "We, uh... we understand, Kim."
But they don't believe it.
I mean, Jimmy's standing
on the edge of the roof today
like he doesn't think I should
see an attempted suicide.
I can handle that from him
but I just need to be sure you believe me.
You-you do believe me, right, Doc?
You know I wouldn't try to kill myself?
Yeah.
Yeah, I believe you.
Then it's all right.
Yeah.
I'll see you at the bar.
Yeah, yeah, let me just finish up here.
Okay.
Karen Lee here, live,
where a dedicated team
of doctors at St. Christopher's Hospital...
Hey, hey, here it is!
Turn it up, Scotty.
Tonight on an eight-year-old girl.
Dr. Henry Bolton, the lead
surgeon, in a delicate operation
gave a brief statement only moments ago
that the little girl, Cassandra Reynolds
came through the operation well
and the heart is working perfectly.
Young Cassandra's mother.
What can you tell us about
Cassandra's condition?
She's sleeping now.
I...
This morning she was...
and tonight...
the donor and these doctors...
I really don't know how to...
Thank you so much for
giving me my little girl back.
Well, there you have it.
This is Karen Lee, at
St. Christopher's Hospital.
Back to you in the studio.
Whoa!
To the doctors.
To the doctors. ZAMBRANO: To the doctors.
To the doctors.
Of course.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Where are you going?
I want to get home.
You all right?
Yeah.
You sure?
Yeah, I'm good.
All right.
I'll see you tomorrow.
What's wrong with her?
I don't know.
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