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"The Match Game"

Good morning. How's the biker life?

Jerry, I feel like a Hell's Angel.

I hate to break it to you, Dr. G...

...but an Angel wouldn't
be caught dead on a rice burner.

Goat's coming in nice.
What's it been, a couple days?

A week.

Some guys need more time.

Mark, we're short-staffed.
Malik and Wendy are out sick.

Call the nurses temp agency
and get some per diems to fill in.

- Are you wearing contacts?
- I thought I'd try them out.

- Well, why the big makeover?
- No reason.

- Hey, fuzzy, we still on for The Mint?
- Yeah.

- Jazz club.
- Meat market.

Hot date?

Just a couple of single guys
hanging out.

So we'll leave around 8:00
for a 9:00 set?

- I'm not doing anything tonight.
- Really, Jerry?

Good, because there's
a great game on TV.

- Have you seen this month's Journal?
- No.

Vucelich published his study.

It's tough your name
couldn't be on it.

I wouldn't want my name to be on it.

The whole study is a sham.

Sour grapes is one thing, Peter,
but to slander a colleague is offensive-

Look, it's not slander. It's the truth.

Are you prepared to back that up?
Take it to the Ethics Committee?

Well, then keep your mouth shut.

Do you think it was the ham and eggs?
Because I had two helpings.

Thanks for the concern,
but I don't think it was my breakfast.

It's the match. My entire future's
stuffed in an envelope.

I know I'm not gonna get in here.

Well, I hope you do.

Because if not, I'm gonna have to
start looking for a new boyfriend.

Better start looking.

They hand out the envelopes
at 9 sharp. What time is it?

15.
- Oh, God!

Hey.

- Thanks for coming.
- I've got five minutes.

- You didn't bring her.
- No.

- Hi. What can I get you?
- Nothing.

Okay.

I don't blame you for hating me.

When I left last year
I was so screwed up.

I was either gonna kill myself
or turn it around.

What kept me going
was thinking about Susie.

Yeah, right.

It's different this time. I...

I got into a program,
and I've been clean for five months.

- I bet.
- And I got engaged.

He's a great guy, Susan.

Congratulations.

I have to get to work.
What is it you wanted?

I want to be a mother to my daughter.

Well, that's too damn bad,
because you abandoned your child.

And that's the best thing
that ever happened to her.

Susie, wait!

Susie, please. Come on,
you can't keep her away from me.

She's my baby!

- Don't say a word.
- About what?

- The temp agency makes us wear them.
- You're the temp?

Well, they cut my hours in half,
and I have a mortgage to pay.

So what am I supposed to do?

- What, the earthworms didn't pan out?
- They croaked.

What's this?

Oh, Jeanie was made
employee of the month.

Does anyone have an aspirin?

Carol, can you start
a Foley on the guy in 3?

I'm on in two minutes.
Ask the employee of the month.

- You know what she looks like?
- Yes.

- And the other workers?
- We all know Chloe.

You know, if she comes here-

If she's peeking in that window,
I want you to page me.

Of course.

I'm afraid my sister
might try something crazy.

- Security's right down the hall.
- I'll talk to them.

I already have.

- Yeah, but she still might-
- We're covered, Susan. Go to work.

Yeah.

Bye.

- Come here. Come here.
- Bye, cutie.

Yeah. Say goodbye. Say goodbye.

Wave bye-bye to Mommy. Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

That's right.

That's right, honey.

Come on.

Are you on any medications,
Mr. Bartoli?

I can't understand it.
I was feeling like a million bucks.

I was in the sack, actually,
with this knockout postmistress.

It's amazing how well you can do
hanging around the post office.

And then, bam. Right in the chest.

Any medications, Mr. Bartoli?

Well, I got this ointment
from one of those catalogs...

- Dr. Joe's Prolonging Cream?
- Keeps me going all night.

- How much did you use?
- The whole tube.

But Mr. Bartoli, this has digitalis.
It can cause a heart arrhythmia.

You gotta stop using it.

- Cold turkey?
- Yeah.

Doesn't this stuff make you
completely numb?

An unfortunate side effect.

Nevertheless, it helps
guys like us make the grade.

- Guys like us?
- Bald guys.

Babes know we have more testosterone.

They expect more.

Am I right?

Oh, no.

- Bad news?
- No news. Hicks is late.

- Should I grab an emesis basin?
- No, I'm all right.

- I've resigned myself to the painful truth.
- What are you talking about?

I don't deserve to match here.
I don't.

I've been so wrapped up
in the competition...

...that I've lost sight
of what it's all about.

I've become this brownnosing,
procedure whore...

...treating patients like guinea pigs.

I've been dishonest,
I've been arrogant, I've been-

- Jump in if you disagree.
- No, you've been a real schmuck.

I know.

But no more.
From now on, the patients come first.

Trauma coming. Grandfather
brought him to the main entrance.

- Paramedics are bringing in two more.
- What happened?

On our way to school,
guy ran a red light.

- Where does it hurt?
- My leg.

- Will he be okay?
- Dr. Benton's the best.

- What can I do?
- Check Mr. Bowman's vitals.

I'm fine. I wanna stay with my grandson.

No, look, we have to check you out.
It's okay. Carter, check him.

Would you come with me,
Mr. Bowman?

It's okay.
We'll take good care of him.

Freddie Robinson, 19. Jackass.

Took out three cars at Racine and Polk.
One fatality on the scene.

Pumped him with
two liters of saline in the field.

- Vitals?
- BP, 140, resp, 22.

24! BP's 140/100. Pulse is 90.

It hurts.

- Any meds?
- Found some in the car. You got them?

- I left them in the rig.
- Well, why don't you go get them.

- New guy, huh?
- I'm a baby-sitter, not a fireman.

I'm gonna die!

One, two, three.

I'll get him.

Let's get that O-neg down here.

You're not letting me finish
my examination.

I'm going to see my grandson.

- Hey, Lydia, need any help?
- Sure. Take Mr. Phelps to the bathroom.

- And check the boards.
- My pleasure. Hi, I'm John Carter.

All right, let's get his clothes off.

- Where is everybody?
- Short-handed, just us. Start cutting.

It's hard to do my job
when I have to do everybody else's.

So you have noticed
that we do something around here?

- How is he?
- Did Carter check you out?

- I'm fine. How's my boy?
- I'm okay, Grandpa.

Sir, could you wait outside for us?

- I'm staying with my grandson.
- It's okay.

- How you doing, buddy?
- My leg hurts so bad.

We'll get you something
as soon as we can.

Hurt that same knee
four months ago playing basketball.

Jeanie, call up his old chart.

- C-spine, chest and AP pelvis?
- That's right.

Add a femur film. He's got
a fracture. Soft-tissue swelling.

He's got a big ecchymosis
of the left thigh.

I don't feel a fracture,
but you're right, it could be broken.

Doug, need your help.

Let's give him Toradol
after we clear the C-spine.

Barry Meeks, 8 years old.
Restrained in the back seat.

Car was T-boned,
used the Jaws of Life to cut him out.

BP's 60 palp.
Difficult airway, can't get a line.

- I'll do a saphenous cutdown.
- He's bradycardic, 40.

.5 atropine.
Get that O-neg down here!

- What's happening?
- Nicole, take her to the waiting room.

- Abdomen's rigid.
- Could be a ruptured spleen.

Cutdown tray,
number 15 blade and a Kelly, please.

- I need a cutdown tray.
- Check next door.

- It hurts!
- Hold still. Hold still!

What are you doing?

- Was he T-boned?
- He's the T-boner.

Ran a red, decapitated a pedestrian
and smashed up our other customers.

Yeah, a real prince.

We'll take him to the O.R.
when he has a central line.

- Heart rate's up to 130.
- It hurts!

- Are you on any drugs?
- No, I'm clean.

- Track marks on the left arm.
- Here too.

I'm clean. I swear.

Yeah, right.
Give him Narcan, 2 mgs, IV push.

I'll try a straight blade.
Give me cricoid pressure.

- How are you doing, Doug?
- Almost there.

Give me an O-silk tie
and a 14-gauge angiocath.

Here you go.

- Are you in?
- Yes.

- I'll bag him.
- Mark, guy's crashing in 2.

- Doug, you okay?
- Yeah.

Dropped his pressure.
Just tubed him. Pumping in the O-neg.

- How's it going?
- Swell.

First coffee with Chloe,
now chest trauma with Freddie.

- Sounds like a nice way to start the day.
- Oh, yeah.

- I don't feel a pulse.
- These chest films just came.

- Damn. Widened mediastinum.
- Probably ruptured his aorta.

10 blade.

The labs came back.
Coked up, blood alcohol. 322.

- Rib spreader.
- Freddie had a party. Maybe his last.

- Suction.
- Man, that's a lot of blood.

Okay, I've got the aorta. Clamp.

Two more units O-neg.

- Got it?
- Yeah.

Nice work, Susan.

Great. I just saved the life of a murderer.

And take a deep breath.

You know what? I've had enough
of this. I got a deposition.

I still hear wheezes.
I'd like to take a full history.

Well, okay, but if you can do it in the
time it takes me to get dressed...

...you can be my guest.

- Does asthma run in your family?
- No.

Have you ever had any other symptoms?
Coughing, difficulty breathing, fatigue-?

Yeah, fatigue, but I've been up
for two days preparing for this brief.

I'm concerned about these attacks.

Look, I am up for partner.
One screwup now, I'm finished.

You're here now.
Let me run a couple quick tests...

...so you don't have to come back, huh?

- How long?
-45 minutes.

I wouldn't feel right about
letting you walk out.

Okay, well, make it snappy, okay?

- Lucky the Bowman kid came in.
- Why, what's he got?

No fracture.

- What's that?
- Looks like an osteosarcoma.

- You have his old chart and films?
- Yeah, here.

- There it is.
- What?

- The beginnings of a tumor.
- No mention of it in his chart.

- When was he brought in here?
- November 20th.

No, they should have caught this.
Who was the doctor?

Doug Ross.

There it is, periosteal reaction.
He missed it.

Couple of millimeters, easy to miss.

- We both see it.
- Today's x-ray tells us where to look.

But you can't change the fact
that he misdiagnosed the kid.

I'll talk to Doug.
Have you told the family?

- No, not yet.
- Good. Don't. I'll take it from here.

- John Carter?
- In the drug lockup.

I'm in! I'm in. I'm in.

- I knew you'd make it.
- Yes!

- Are you off? Come with me.
- But you're not off.

We're gonna celebrate.

I got one more patient,
and then I can take lunch.

- Where did you match, Carter?
- Here.

Labs on your asthma guy.

- Damn.
- Bad?

No, he's just gonna need more tests.
I should do a blood smear.

I'll turf him to Hematology.
Give me five minutes.

Coming through!

Coming through.
Look out, we're coming through.

- Hugo's back for spring-cleaning.
- Oh, man.

Sores are infected.
Carol, I think it's your turn.

I took the crazy rabbit guy. Haleh.

I took the guy
with the maggots last week.

- Don't look at me.
- Girls, there's plenty of me to go around.

There's only one way to settle this.
Ready?

One, two, three.

Best out of three. Come on, guys.

Hey, Jeanie.
Hugo needs to be cleaned up...

...and we're really busy here.
Can you do it?

No. That's a nurse's job.

- My mother was a nurse.
- Great. That's great.

- Dr. Lewis.
- Yes.

- Can you talk to that lady?
- Who is she?

The mother of the junkie
that ran the red light.

Ma'am? I'm Dr. Lewis.

- You worked on my son?
- Yes, I did.

They told me you saved his life.
Thank you.

- Did they tell you what happened?
- Yeah, some idiot crashed into him.

No, he ran a red light.
There were eyewitnesses.

He was under the influence
of alcohol and cocaine.

- My son doesn't use drugs.
- Tell it to the police.

- Police?
- Yeah. His tox screen was positive.

- You reported him?
- It's required by the law.

The test was wrong.

You're son was drunk,
coked out of his mind.

Got behind the wheel, put three
people in hospital and killed a girl.

Dad, did you hear
what I said? Dad?

I'm losing you. I'm losing you.
Can you hear me?

You gotta call me when you dock, okay?

A hematologist is gonna be down.
He's gonna wanna run some more tests.

- A hematologist? What is that?
- It's a blood doctor.

Why do I have to see him?

You are severely anemic,
and we need to find out why.

I'm not understanding you.

Dr. Berenson is gonna explain it all
to you when he gets here.

- What is the treatment for anemia?
- I couldn't tell you without more tests.

Hold on a second. How serious is this?

I wouldn't even hazard a guess.

Dr. Berenson is gonna explain all this
to you when he gets here.

I've got another patient. Excuse me.

- All set?
- Where are we going?

Surprise.

- He came in for a sore knee.
- Anyone could have missed that.

He could lose his leg.

Dr. Greene, Dr. Ross.

Kathy Snyder, hospital counsel.
I asked her to come down.

I guess I'm looking at
my first malpractice suit.

Not necessarily. It's my understanding
that the patient and his family...

...are unaware that the tumor
was visible on the earlier x-ray.

There's no legal obligation
to make them aware of it.

- So we don't say anything?
- What good will it do?

- Will it change the treatment?
- No.

You comfortable with that?

I don't see any advantage
in telling them.

There is none.

- So where's the kid?
- He's been moved to Exam 4.

His grandfather
know about the cancer?

- I haven't told him.
- I'll do it.

Not a good idea.
You should disengage from the case.

- Kathy's right, Doug. I'll handle it.
- My case, my responsibility.

Raise your arms, Hugo.

Oh, man. Use a lot of soap down there.

- I'm a mess.
- Yes, you are. Scrub really hard.

When you're done,
we'll get you clean clothes.

- Can I keep my lucky shoes?
- If you use more shampoo.

We need a nurse in 2.

Oh, I am so sorry.

- They need the beds changed.
- I'll be right there.

Hey. I've been looking
everywhere for you.

Yeah. I'm hiding out.

- You want some juice?
- Sure.

I hear you got in a slap fight
with a patient.

And lost.

Oh, man,
I just want this morning to end.

What happened with Chloe?

She wants to play Mommy again.
I called my lawyer and the police.

- Police?
- Yeah. What if she tries to take her?

I don't know, maybe I can buy her off.

- Does she know you're adopting her?
- No, and I'm not gonna tell her.

- Wait a minute.
- What?

I thought your eyes were brown.

For 15 extra bucks, they can be blue.

Does it look dumb?

No. I like blue eyes.

Now what?

Oh, my God! Call security to Daycare.

Looking good, Hugo. We'll call you
a cab, they'll take you to a shelter.

- What about my shoes?
- What about them?

- I need some tape.
- Here.

- Patient in 3 needs a nurse.
- I'm busy.

Excuse me, any scissors?

This particular patient
is puking his guts out.

What do you want me to do?
Get him an emesis basin.

- That's a nurse's job.
- Can you find another nurse?

- They're all busy.
- What?

- Excuse me, I cut my finger.
- Oh, Hugo, you're gonna need stitches.

That's a P.A. job.

Jeanie, Hugo. Hugo, Jeanie.

Watch it, watch it.

Sir. Sir, please, I need your help.
Come on.

- Where's Susie?
- Calm down-

Don't tell me to calm down!
Where is she?

She's taking her first steps.

I didn't want you to miss it.

Oh, yeah. Susie.

Yeah.

Oh, yes. Oh, yeah.

That's my girl.

Oh, yeah, that's my big girl.

Mr. Bowman?
Can I see you out here, please?

Dr. Ross, right?

You're the same one who took
care of Brett a few months ago.

That's right. Yes, sir.

- I'm afraid that the news isn't good.
- His leg is broken?

No, his injury alerted us
to a much more serious problem.

He has an osteosarcoma. It's a
bone tumor in his leg, above his knee.

- A tumor?
- It's a form of cancer.

- How bad is it?
- Well, we need to determine that.

There's an oncologist
on his way down here.

He's a friend of mine.
He's one of the best in the country.

And he's had great success
with these kinds of cases.

My boy has cancer.

Mr. Bowman.

Hi. Did Dr. Greene talk to you?

No, Dr. Ross.

Oh. So he explained the situation?

He did, but I don't understand.

Brett was in here four months ago,
he was okay.

This cropped up so fast.

I'm sorry.
What exactly did Dr. Ross tell you?

Well, my boy's got cancer.

That is what we're
talking about, isn't it?

Yeah, yeah.

Excuse me.

What's happening
with the Bowman case?

Excuse us. Doug's handling it.

I just talked to the grandfather. Doug
didn't tell him he missed the diagnosis.

Hospital counsel advised against it.

You're not gonna tell them the truth?

It's not gonna change the diagnosis,
and we're under no legal obligation.

- What about an ethical obligation?
- You weren't originally on the case.

- And you're not on it now.
- They have a right to know.

It's none of your business.
We made a decision. That's final.

- Lucky the kid came in.
- Can you take him, Frank?

I'd like to, they don't have insurance.
Are they friends of yours?

No, they just need a break.

Sorry, there's not much I can do.

Okay, I guess I'm gonna have
to send my referrals elsewhere.

It's not that I don't want to help.

How about waving
your professional fee?

I could,
but chemotherapy's expensive.

- Ballpark, how much?
-12,000. That doesn't cover surgery.

How about I give you 5000,
I work in your clinic on my days off.

- If you do this for every patient-
- Would you do it? Would you do it?

Okay. One day a week, four to five
months ought to just about cover it.

Deal. Okay. Thanks.

- Jerry, have you seen Susan?
- Not for a while.

Hope nothing happened upstairs.
What's so funny?

Right after Jeanie stitched up Hugo's
finger, he tripped on the way out.

- Yeah?
- Now she's got to stitch up his head.

- Susan, is everything all right?
- It's great.

- What happened?
- It was amazing.

- What?
- Susie took her first steps.

Two little steps.

You have crumbs.

Hazards of the hirsute.

- Dr. Benton.
- Yes.

I want to thank you for everything
you've done for my grandson.

We'll be leaving as soon as
we talk to the oncologist.

Good luck.

Thank you very much.

Mr. Bowman.

I think there's something
you should know.

Just follow my finger.

Okay. Yeah.

Extraocular movements are intact.

We were dollying in for a close-up,
and we hit a sandbag.

Eyepiece smashed right into my eye.

Oh, so you're a cameraman-? Woman?

Director and producer of infomercials.

You ever see
"30 Days to a Tighter Butt"?

No. Missed that.

Hey, can you raise your eyebrows?

- Smile.
- Nice teeth.

Cranial nerves are intact.

You ever do any modeling?

- Me? No.
- Been on camera?

You made that teaching video
a few years back.

Yeah, I'm the star of "How to Intubate. "

So you do have on-camera experience.

I need to just take
a quick look at the other side here.

- Where in the hell is he?
- Who?

- Who? The damn medical student.
- Carter.

He's kept me waiting here for two hours.
Now, I would like my test results.

Okay, please calm down.
I'll page Dr. Carter.

Fax this to my office.
The number is on the top.

Dr. Ross?

Good news.
The oncologist can take care of Brett.

You missed it and didn't have
the decency to tell us.

- I'm sorry.
- No, you're not.

You're trying to cover your ass.

At least let me set
the oncologist up with Brett.

I don't want you near my boy.

Hi. Sorry, I don't have anything
on me right now.

Catch you later?

Your CT looks normal.

- Oh, is that my brain?
- Yes, it is.

- How does it look?
- Perfect.

So have you thought about my offer?

Yes, and your project sounds intriguing.

Well, we'll discuss it over dinner.

- What do I have to do?
- Just be yourself.

You'll be a spokesperson
for a new FDA-approved drug.

- What sort of drug?
- A more potent version of minoxidil.

- For high blood pressure?
- Yeah.

But we're more interested in promoting it
for male-pattern baldness.

I see.

You know,
I thought I read somewhere...

...that women find baldness
a sign of virility.

Who told you that, some bald guy?

- Hugo needs a ride back to the shelter.
- Call him a cab. Jerry's got vouchers.

- That's a nurse's job.
- I'm on a break.

Hugo will wait.
The nurse will be right with you.

I wait here the whole damn day,
and all you can say is you're sorry?

I have your tests.
I called in a hematologist to come.

See, now that is exactly what the damn
medical student said three hours ago!

- This had better be worse than anemia.
- I'm afraid it is.

Mr. Ledbetter, your blood smear shows
evidence of acute myelogenous leukemia.

What?

We need to admit you to run more tests.

Is there anyone I should call?

Excuse me. Mr. Ledbetter,
your office just faxed this over.

- To the future.
- To surgery.

To my future in surgery!

Do you realize that
you' re taking a bath...

...with one of the most sought-after
Residents in the country?

- I have goose bumps.
- So I see.

- Is that you?
- Not me.

Where is it?

Ten-year-old, fell off
a balance beam, hit her neck.

Throat's too swollen to tube her.

- Vitals?
- Get them right.

BP's 70/50.
Pulse thready at 180. Cyanotic.

- How's the air exchange?
- Bad. She's hard to ventilate.

Her IV's infiltrated!
I thought you got it.

I did!

Gonna need an airway. I'll tube her.

What have we got?

- One, two...
- Buckle my shoe and kiss my ass.

Haleh, give me a trach kit.

- Let the nurse do that.
- I can get it.

- I said, let the nurse do it.
- Take your beef outside.

- Why don't you go with them?
- I've done more of these.

Sterile gloves, please.

You hand him those sterile gloves and
you're both out of here. Give me that.

Okay, you ready?

Trach tube introduced. Bag her.

- The family had a right to know.
- You're right.

- You made a mistake.
- Why don't you just get out?

Peter, Doug can handle this. Go on.

Go on.

Jerry.

- I think I was paged.
- Indeed you were.

Four times from Dr. Lewis, twice from
Dr. Hicks and twice from Hematology.

And from Morgenstern,
a congratulatory basket of muffins.

Dr. Morgenstern leave a note?

- Carter! Where the hell have you been?
- Lunch.

- For three hours?
- Long lunch.

- You left Mr. Ledbetter waiting.
- I'll go see him now.

Don't bother.
I admitted him upstairs with leukemia.

Leukemia?
I didn't think it was that serious.

Yeah. What are you, first year?

He had low crit and fatigue,
and you didn't work him up?

- Is that alcohol on your breath?
- Champagne.

From your mom and big Roland.

Carter, I've been paging you
for three hours.

Sorry, Dr. Hicks.

You're in luck. I have an emergency
appendectomy in 10 minutes.

Kindly scrub in.

Dr. Hicks? Dr. Hicks.

Dr. Hicks. I better think I not-

- I think I better not.
- Why?

I went out to lunch to celebrate
and had a little champagne.

- You drank during rotation hours?
- Yeah.

It's bad enough you failed
to answer your pages...

...but the use of alcohol
on call is inexcusable.

- I'm sorry.
- It's grounds for expulsion.

But...

But I just matched.

Another basket of treats
for our fallen med student?

I'm afraid so.

I'm gonna have to beg off for tonight.

Our friendly in-house attorney
wants me to file an incident report.

I was thinking about canceling too.

No, don't. You go. Have a good time.
Don't let that goatee go to waste.

Did you hear about him and Benton?

Hear about it? I saw them practically
duke it out in the trauma room.

- Benton's right.
- If it was my kid, I'd want to know.

Thanks.

- Carter, I've got another basket.
- Leave it outside.

What have we got?
Pâté, smoked oysters...

...pickled quail eggs...

Are you all right?

I really screwed up.

I neglected my patient,
got really out of control.

What you did was incredibly stupid,
and you're in big trouble.

But Hicks can't expel you
without a hearing.

- Will I lose my match?
- I don't know.

Oh, God!

I'll see what I can do.

Note says, "Love, Nana and Poopie. "

- Hey, Carol.
- Yeah.

- I need some help.
- What is it?

My partner backed over a bum
in the parking lot.

Are you okay, sir?
I didn't see you. I'm sorry.

- Hugo, are you all right?
- What happened?

I was fixing my shoe.

- You forgot to call me a cab.
- Oh, God.

He was sitting on the curb, and I didn't
see him. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Listen, just stay out here
and don't hurt anyone else.

Cut the kid some slack, Shep.

- It looks like a fractured tib-fib.
- My friends were right.

- This is a dangerous place.
- Oh, Hugo, I'm so sorry.

Me too. It's our fault.

Go check on your partner.
We'll take care of Hugo.

Hey, and go easy on him.

- I told you not to say anything.
- Well, I didn't agree with that.

You took it upon yourself
to tell the family...

...the ramifications of which
affect Doug, me...

...your colleagues
and the entire hospital.

If Ross had caught it four months ago,
that kid might not be losing his leg.

- That wasn't your decision to make.
- I tell the truth and break some code?

This isn't about truth
or any kind of code.

This is about your guilty conscience.

You didn't have the guts
to speak up about Vucelich...

...so you blow the whistle on Doug.

The truth is a lot easier to tell when
it's not your own career on the line.

Hey, where's your partner?

The moron?
He's upstairs drinking cocoa.

You really shouldn't ride him so hard.

The department throws me a rookie.
I guess it's their way of punishing me.

They giving you a hard time?

They say they would have done
the same thing.

You don't believe them?

- What are they supposed to say?
- Nobody blames you, Shep.

- I led Raul into that fire.
- You saved three kids.

And I killed my best friend.

Hey, how's it going?

I saw 48 kids that day.
That's about 12 minutes a kid.

I only gave the Bowman kid about 10.

I guess I should have given him
a couple more.

- Benton was out of line.
- He just told the truth.

Now you have to pay for it.

No, it's the kid who has to pay for it.

How are you doing?

- Excuse me.
- I think I lost my contact.

- Dr. Greene?
- Kathy?

- What are you doing here?
- Same as you, I suspect.

Here. Let me help you.

Don't move.

- Are you sure it's not still in your eye?
- I don't know.

Open wide.

You have one blue eye and one brown.

Yeah, well, for 15 bucks
they throw in the tinted pair.

I'm gonna need my glasses
if I'm gonna find this.

- Do you have lens insurance?
- No.

Then we better keep looking.

- This is so embarrassing.
- Wait. Don't move.

It was caught in your goatee.

Thank you.

What do you want for dinner tonight,
honey? Want some smushed carrots?

I have to talk to you.

- There's nothing more to say.
- Can't I just look at her, please?

Stay away from us.

She's so beautiful. She's so big.

- Is she crawling yet?
- Chloe, I mean it.

I know I can't change what's happened,
but let's not fight, okay?

I saw a lawyer today. She said
I could file for visitation rights.

I'm adopting her.

She's my baby, Susan,
and I want her back.

I'm sorry.

- Hi. Soup of the day to go.
- Sure thing.

- Hey, Peter.
- Hey.

Rough day.

You did the right thing.

Yeah, well, not according
to everybody else.

I broke the code.

Are you okay?

It's kind of like that Boys Club camp.

Did my mother tell you
everything about me?

You were what, 12?

- Ten.
- Yeah, 10.

She said a kid ripped off
the equipment fund...

...showed you the money,
you turned him in.

- And nobody spoke to me all summer.
- I thought they broke your nose.

I told her I took a curve ball.

She knew.

Yeah, well, I guess you never learn.

"Good night, room.

Good night, moon.

Good night,
cow jumping over the moon.

Good night, air.

Good night, bears.

Good night, chairs.

Good night, stars.

Good night, noises everywhere. "