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Almost done.

I know, but the game starts in less than an hour. These tickets cost me a lot.

Well, you picked the right night. I've got one patient to see, and I'm out of

here. He's in three.

Thank you.

How much did it cost?

They had the floor seats. Lakers in Chicago.

Yeah? What does that translate to in dollars?

I've already spent my inheritance.

Well, I had no idea. Can I pick up dinner? My credit cards were counting on

Oh.

Okay.

Looks like you're going to be fine.

It's a little salmonella poisoning is what it was. We'll treat you for the

dehydration, give you a little something for that upset stomach. You'll be able

to go home.

You know, from now on, I wouldn't buy any seafood from a pickup truck on a

freeway ramp.

That's it.

You sure?

Yep.

What's going on? We've got a major bus accident on the west side.

Smash between two seats.

Unconscious. Severe head and body trauma. Possible internal injuries. We

immobilize this next. Start an IEP.

D5W. Okay. Trauma one. Right away.

How bad is it out there? It's a war zone. Six more ambulances coming in

now.

I'll save you a seat.

Okay. Sorry.

My count. Three, two, one.

Pupils are dilated and unresponsive.

BP 50 over 30.

Pulse 120. Another one for you. Okay, crossing type, four units, whole blood.

need a CBC, Chem 7, cranial and abdominal CTs. We need an intubate.

Give me an 8 .5 ET tube.

Originoscope.

He's stable.

Pressure's 90 over 50.

Rhythm is sinus and regular, 90 per minute.

Okay, sedate with 3 milligrams of morphine and notify next of kin.

Yeah, yeah.

Talk to me. Adult male,

50. He's thrown over the seat in front of him. He's got severe abdominal pain.

started an IC of B5W at 16 and 10 milligrams of Demerol. Yeah, and how

that going to cost me? I don't know if this hurts.

Okay, okay.

Full panel crossing type four units, whole blood.

I'd like to get a chest X -ray and abdominal CAT scan.

With that, I'll buy a new set of tires for your Porsche.

Grab the TW.

He's in full rest!

And the bus tipped over. He slammed against the window. He's got massive

and body trauma.

B .O .A.

Time of death, 6 .51 p .m. Just give me another minute. He's gonna pull through.

Oh, Tanya, honey.

You've done your best.

All right,

clear the way. What happened? A pair of broken legs and multiple contusions and

lacerations. How bad is it? Good clean break.

And that's a good thing? As far as broken bones go, give her 20 milligrams

Demerol and take her down to x -ray. Let's go.

We got the bus rider.

It was wrapped around the steering wheel, neck, chest, and pelvic pain.

start an IV, TKO push with three milligram morphine, IV push, cross,

-spine, chest and pelvis x -rays.

Give me the details.

Cassandra on her feet, no signs of trauma, confusions, or lacerations, but

has complaining of neck and back discomfort.

I'm fine now. It's okay. I'll be the judge of that. Let's give her three

milligrams of morphine for the pain, and I'll talk to you after.

Someone take her down to x -ray.

Nick?

You all right?

It's under control.

It's all under control.

What's the tally?

Two green tag, two yellow, one red, two DOA.

Two? I only saw one.

He hasn't come in yet. The fire department's still trying to pull his

of what's left of his car.

The guy ran a red and clipped the bus. The bus driver lost control, jumped the

curb, and ran head -on into a building.

The driver of the car still had a beer can in his hand when I found him.

How long after the accident did you arrive at the scene?

Five minutes, tops.

The dust hasn't even settled yet.

All the victims of the crash are trapped inside the bus. We had to force the

doors open to get in.

It's pretty ugly in there.

Amanda, I'd like you to take a look at the DOA that came in.

Sure, what's up?

All the other victims came in with trauma to the front part of the body.

talisker has a wound on the back of his head.

Well, there could be a dozen explanations for that. I settled for

You got it.

Steve left this here for you.

Thank you, Nancy.

Said he'd meet you there if you could get away.

The Laker game.

Oh, Steve's gonna kill me.

Excuse me, doctor?

Yes. I was beginning to think everyone had forgotten me.

Oh, the curse of the green tag.

I've been called a lot of names, but that's a first.

That's our triage system. You see, red is critical, yellow is urgent, and green

is... Means why is this idiot taking up a valuable ER bed?

That's not exactly the terminology that we use here. No, but it's close enough.

When they brought me in, I saw a guy with a black tag.

Is that what I think it is? A DOA. Mm -hmm.

It could have been me.

Just be glad it wasn't. I am. That's why I was calling you.

Well, is there something that you need?

Yeah, to get out of your way.

Just give me some papers to sign and I'll go home.

Are you sure you're all right?

Well, aside from a bizarre compulsion to call my mother and apologize for all

the rotten things I ever did to her, I feel just great.

Okay.

I heard that one of your doctors gave up leg or floor seats to take care of all

of us. Oh, yes. That wouldn't be the first time.

Well, look, I know the Lakers coach.

Really? Yeah, so you tell that doctor he's got two tickets coming his way. I

think Dr. Sloan would appreciate that.

Now, Ms. Jackson, let's see here. Your x -rays look clean, no sign of any

injuries. Good. Well, that's a relief.

I'll have the nurse come over and you can fill out the paperwork.

Okay, great.

Oh, my.

Are you all right?

It's my back. All right. My neck. Oh, my God, that hurts so bad.

Is that any better?

Listen, um, I think you should stay with us a little longer. You could have a

herniated disc.

I want to run some tests, okay?

If you say so.

Besides, how often do I get to read a six -month -old issue of People

Okay, thank you.

How are you feeling, Mr. Woods?

Like I'm being mugged.

I could buy three beds for what you're charging me to lie on this one.

I've been looking over your test results.

Your manicure is... 20 hemoglobin 7, which tells me that you are severely

and probably bleeding internally.

I suspect that you have a lacerated spleen and we'd like to operate

Forget it.

Sure as I don't think you understand. No, I understand perfectly.

I walk out of here right now, you only get four figures.

But you get me into an operating room, we're into five figures before you even

cut me open, so forget it.

If we don't suture your spleen, you will bleed to death by morning.

Now, if you want another opinion, I'll be glad to get another doctor down here

right now.

Yeah, and your buddy will tell me I need two operations.

I know how you guys work.

Well, I guess you got me right where you want me.

I'm going to schedule you for the first available OR.

Mr. Woods, this is a clear -cut case.

Your insurance company will not contest the claim.

The only people more crooked than doctors are insurance companies.

To hell with a bunch of you.

Would you notify the O .R. and prep Dustin Woods for surgery?

I'm going to go restock the unit.

Yeah, leave him with the glamorous part of the job.

I'll meet you outside.

You guys heading out again?

Yeah, shift's just starting.

Hey, maybe I could ride along with you guys one night.

Need a little more excitement in your life?

Maybe. Eh, clear with whoever has to clear these things. And yeah, you can

along any time.

On one condition.

Let me ride along with you here.

Ooh, you need less excitement in your life. Exactly.

That's why I'm trying to get into med school, and I need all the help I can

Hey, well, if you need any letters of recommendation... Uh, what I need is a

miracle. I've got the medical school entrance exam next month and no time to

study. I tell you what, you let me ride along with you guys, and I'll help you

pass those tests.

You do that, I'll even let you run the siren.

Siren? Yes.

No ID on this man yet?

He wasn't carrying an identification.

Police are doing what they can.

How is he? Well, not good.

Possible acute tubular necrosis.

Put him on sodium bicarbonate drip.

Give me an update on his condition every half hour or so.

Got it.

Be in pathology if you need me.

You beat?

Yeah. Fred Talister sustained severe abdominal and chest trauma resulting in

lacerated liver and massive internal bleeding.

Now, all of these injuries are consistent with him being thrown forward

crash. Well, that's a relief.

But it was the blow to the back of the head that killed him. Blow?

Yeah, take a look at this.

I removed these from his head wound.

They look like little pieces of rock.

Well, the shape and the impact suggest the edge of a brick.

Now, didn't the paramedics say that all of the victims were trapped inside of a

bus when they arrived?

Yes, they did.

Well, then how did Fred Talisker get hit in the back of the head with a brick?

Because he wasn't killed in the accident.

Fred Talisker was murdered on that bus.

And that means the murderer is still in this hospital.

Where's my dad?

He's in the lounge. How was the game?

Over the first three quarters, we'll go down in history as one of the greatest

athletic achievements of all time. After that, who knows?

What, you didn't stay till the end after what you paid for that ticket?

How did you know that?

Well, your dad mentioned it. He felt really bad about having to stand you up.

Well, he's got a funny way of showing it.

Lounge? Lounge.

I think Steve will understand.

I know he will.

Good news.

The one homicide detective in all of Los Angeles has arrived.

The one?

Well, I'm sure if there was any other detectives on duty tonight, my father

would have called them before he pulled me out of that game. I don't think he

understands. Steve, I'm sorry. We didn't want to let the killer know that you

figured out Talisker was murdered, so you couldn't have a platoon of police

parading through the halls of Community General.

Told you to understand.

You understand.

That logic is flawless as long as the killer's actually in the hospital.

Everyone who was on the bus is still here.

What if the killer wasn't on the bus?

He had to be because Palsker didn't sustain that head wound in the accident.

certainly didn't walk on with it.

So it must have happened in the five minutes between the accident and when

paramedics arrived.

See, all the passengers were trapped on the bus during that time. Nobody could

get on, nobody could get off.

Look, all right, I'm convinced he was killed by somebody on the bus, but why?

Well, there's one thing for certain. The murder was not planned.

Unless the accident was part of it. A cover -up for some sort of

Now, no chance.

I talked to the precinct on the way over here, and they tracked that drunk

driver back to three different bars tonight.

There was nothing phony about the way he was drinking. So the accident was a

real accident, and the murder was a crime of opportunity.

So what do we know about the victim?

Just what he had on him.

A wallet, keys.

That's odd.

According to this ticket, Talisker parked at a lot at Westgate and Santa

45 minutes before the bus crash.

Why would he take the bus if he had a car?

Maybe his car broke down.

Easy enough way to find out.

Well, look at the bright side. You can listen to the end of the game on the way

over to the garage.

Oh, thanks, Dad. I never thought of that.

Look, fax me everything you got on Talisker and the other passengers, and

can find any other homicide detectives on duty in Los Angeles, I'll have one of

them check it out.

What happened to you?

Mr. Cleverius was having a little late -night snack.

Oh, a bagel? Yeah. Uh -huh. A little word of medical advice.

Always defrost those bagels before slicing.

And never cut toward your hand.

Would you irrigate that wound? It'll be right in the suture.

Thanks, Doc.

What a dope.

So you've been studying? Yeah, between breakfast food emergencies.

Try me.

Okay.

What is the maximum amount of potassium chloride you can inject into a vein?

20 to 30 milliequivalents.

How much anticonvulsant can you mix in a bicarb IV solution?

100 milligrams.

What is the usual dosage of dopamine used to increase blood pressure?

2 to 10 microcentigrams per minute. Come on, give me a hard one.

Hard one, okay, let's see. What is the leading cause of failure on the med

school entrance exams?

What?

Cockiness. You missed one.

I did not.

Oh, yeah, you did. Now, which one?

Hey, if he's going to give you all the answers, how are you going to learn

anything?

Oh, you're cruel, both of you.

You think we're bad for you to get into medical school? Ah.

Could you guys do me a favor?

What do you need? Draw me up a little seating chart of that bus and show me

exactly where you found everybody.

Sure. Yeah, no problem. Give us your number.

Medic!

I need some help over here.

Just relax.

You're in the hospital. We'll take care of you.

I don't know what happened. He tore out his IV and went crazy.

Keep him on that sodium bicarb. Give him about 100 milligrams of phenytoin

sodium IV and strap him down.

Right. But, Nance, you look kind of exhausted.

As opposed to the radiant beauty I generally exude, 10 hours into an 18

shift. Maybe you better take a break.

Maybe I should take a week in Hawaii.

Is he going to be okay?

Oh, I don't know. It's hard to say. He's not stabilizing. And the last blood

test showed his kidneys shutting down.

Just the beginning of internal failure.

Yeah, I'm surprised to be his last of the night.

There's nothing you can do?

Well, you know, the IV will stop the seizures. But other than that, we'll

keep him comfortable.

You know, sometimes being a doctor is not fun.

You don't think I'm too cocky, do you?

You were cocky the day you walked in here. I was rolled in here as a patient,

remember? Cocky, baby.

Oh, well, I guess being mugged and beaten gives you an attitude.

Well, you pulled through it pretty good. And you'll make a good doctor if you

stick with it. Oh, thanks.

Okay, thanks, guys. See you.

Mr.

Flanagan, I'm Dr. Travis. How are you feeling?

Nauseous.

But I think it's no wonder I have that.

Tube in my chest is making me sick.

Nausea is quite understandable after what your body has been through.

I'll get you some medication for that.

Just taking off that tube will probably do it.

When you hit the steering wheel, you broke a couple of ribs.

I thought so too.

One of them punctured your lung, causing it to collapse and fill your chest with

air. We have to drain that air and relieve the pressure so that your lung

expand again.

Sounds like I'm lucky to be alive.

And malicious.

How about the passengers?

Well, there's one dead, one in critical condition.

The rest came through with minor injuries.

Did you know any of them?

Not by name.

But you drive the same line every night to get to know faces.

Except Lou, of course.

Lou? The homeless guy.

Sleeps on my bus every night.

I guess that made my bus home, didn't it?

Between you and me, I don't even charge him. The guy was enormous, the least he

deserves, and a whole lot more.

He come out okay?

Well, not exactly.

He's the one in critical condition.

I pick her up every night at 8 p .m. at Barrington's. Sweet kid. I think she

lives up by the university.

What about her?

She was on the bus.

Yeah, she was in the first row.

I don't remember her getting up.

Do you remember a guy in his 30s wearing a sweatsuit?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I... He got on at Barrington, too, because I stopped to pick up that

college girl and he ran up just as I was closing the door.

Have you seen him before?

No.

How's he?

Well, he didn't make it.

I was hoping you might have seen how it happened.

The last thing I saw was a car running a red light.

After that, everything's a blank.

Well, let me go get you some compazine, and I'll be back in a little while to

check up on you.

The hospital, Carlton. It's where they take you after a bus crash.

Yeah, that's right. I made up the whole accident.

Yeah, I even planted fake news footage on every channel just to get out of work

for a sorority party.

Look, if you don't believe me, just talk to the doctor.

Hold on.

Would you talk to my boss, please?

Sure.

Hello, Carlson?

Yeah, Dr. Amanda Livingston, Community General Hospital.

No, this is not Buffy, and there is no party.

Tapa Alpha what?

Nice guy.

Look, I can write him a note if you think it'll help.

Eh, get it in. He likes waitressing anyway.

Well, good, because I'm afraid you're going to be in a cast for about, I don't

know, three months.

Oh, no.

Yeah, we can have one on this leg and have you out of here in a couple of

Yeah, but who's going to get me up and down all those hills at UCLA?

I guess I shouldn't complain.

One of the nurses told me that the guy behind me on the bus died.

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

Did you know him?

You know, it's funny.

I'm sure I know him from somewhere, but I can't seem to figure out who he is.

Well, was he in a class or maybe you'd seen him on the bus before?

Actually, I've only been taking the bus for a few days.

I used to just walk everywhere, but my boyfriend made me stop after a couple of

girls were raped on campus.

He said the bus would be much safer.

Well, in that case, this is all his fault. He should be carrying you up and

those hills. He should at least be picking you up tonight.

I'll let you tell him.

Okay.

What's his name?

Carlton.

Oh, it's finally starting to slow down.

Three hours to go and I'm out of here.

I may sleep for days.

What's the status on Mr. Woods?

He just got out of surgery. They had to do that splenectomy. Did you get the

details? Haven't come down yet.

Oh. Well, I'm sure they're already logged in.

Because as Mr. Woods would be the first to tell you, hospitals don't wait to

bill you.

Yeah, he's a real charmer. Called me a money -sucking leech when he was being

wheeled to the O .R.

I think I know why.

This isn't the first time he's been a community general. If he'd been a

here before, I would remember him.

He wasn't a patient.

His wife was.

She didn't make it.

Okay, according to the paramedics and what we've learned from the patients,

here's where everybody was sitting on the bus.

Fred Talisker was on the right side in the sixth row.

Dustin Woods was sitting directly behind him.

Across the aisle was Lou Kupfer, the homeless man, stretched out.

Sarah Gilby was on the left side, two rows behind the driver.

Where was Melora Jackson?

She was on the right side in the front seat right next to the door.

Well, you'd think the driver would remember her. No one on the bus

her, and I got that from the paramedics.

Hi, guys.

Got some information.

Well, I also had the dinner you owe me.

Dinner. All the excitement. I forgot how starving I was.

Did you learn anything?

Fred Talisker was murdered.

We found a brick with Talisker's blood on it, but no prints.

Anything about Talisker himself?

He was a claims adjuster for First Fidelity Casualty, and he has a Porsche,

which we found in that lot at Westgate in Santa Monica.

You know, I think I've heard of that insurance company somewhere before.

Working at a hospital, you've probably heard of them all.

Did you find anything interesting in the car?

Well, no real leads. We found a first aid kit with a couple extra bottles of

antiseptic, a trash bag, and a change of clothes.

Did the car run?

It purred.

If the car was running, why did he take the bus?

Maybe he wanted to save a few bucks.

I mean, parking on campus can be pretty steep.

I already thought of that. The lot on Westgate is twice as expensive as campus

parking. Isn't there a Captain Clucks on Westgate? Yeah, but I was in the mood

for Chinese. Is that the movie guy, Pam? No, no. Sarah Gilvey, the college

student with the broken leg. She's a waitress there.

That's right. She was taking the bus home, wasn't she? To her sorority. Now,

used to walk, but she felt more comfortable taking the bus because of

rapes. Didn't she tell you she knew Talisker?

Well, she'd seen him around, but she couldn't remember where.

She'd seen him around?

See what was in that trunk again?

Just a first aid kit, some antiseptic bottles, a trash bag and a change of

clothes. Why?

Something clicking for you?

Well, I don't know who killed Fred Talisker, but I think I know what he was

doing on that bus.

Sarah was his next victim.

Welcome home.

You know, that's the fourth woman to positively identify Talisker as a

Congratulations, Dad. You just caught a guy the campus police have been after

for a year.

How did you know it was him?

Not too hard, really. I just had to answer a few questions.

Like what?

Like why did he take a bus to the campus when he could have driven?

Why did he have a change of clothes in that trunk?

And what did he need with antiseptic and a trash bag?

Well, he needed the sweatsuit for the rape, and then he changed into the fresh

clothes afterwards, and then he used the trash bag to ditch the sweats.

And the antiseptic was for any cuts or scrapes he might have gotten during the

attack. That's right. And Sarah couldn't remember where she'd seen him before

because she only got little glimpses of him when he was stalking her.

Or she knew him all along and killed him.

I think I'll check with her sorority friends and see if any of them were

callous. That's a good idea.

Have you got anything on any of the other passengers?

Only one of them had a record. Lou Kupfer was arrested a couple times for

drunkenness, and he's been in and out of mental hospitals since Vietnam.

That explains why he was calling for a medic when he had those seizures.

I got big news, guys.

Dustin Woods' wife used to be a patient here.

So? All right, hear me out for just a second. Mrs. Woods had a terminal case

cancer. Her doctors believe that the only hope for survival was a complete

marrow transplant.

Oh, that's a serious operation. No one's even sure it's worth the risk.

And I guess that's why the insurance company called it an experimental

and refused to pay for it. Guess which company?

First Fidelity Casualty. That's where you've heard of them before.

Maybe Dustin Woods blamed the insurance company for the death of his wife and

made Talisker pay for it.

Especially if Talisker was the adjuster.

I think I'll check with the insurance companies tomorrow morning and find out.

It looks like we've got plenty of suspects.

Yeah, and not much time to trap the killer.

I can only keep these people here for a few more hours for observation.

Then they're going to get suspicious.

Good evening, Mr. Woods.

I'd ask you how you're feeling, except I'm afraid of the answer.

You should be.

Yes, well, I'm afraid your injury was actually worse than we thought.

Oh, what a surprise.

We had to remove your spleen, but the operation was a complete success.

And you should be out of here in three or four days without any lasting

complications.

Yeah.

Except for the 30 grand I'm going to owe this hospital.

Little joke's on you.

I'm broke.

Why do you think I was on that bus in the first place?

Because Fred Talisker was.

Who the hell is Fred Talisker?

He's an adjuster for First Fidelity Casualty.

You were sitting right behind him.

Well, he's lucky I didn't know who he was, or I would have wrung his neck.

Yeah, well, it's a little too late for that. He's already dead.

And it must not have been an accident.

And the fact you're playing games with me means you know about my wife. You'd

think I got even.

Well, if he was your jester, and you were following him, a crash would be a

wonderful opportunity.

His death could be blamed on the accident. Everyone was hurt.

Who would know the difference?

I would.

Because if I murdered that guy, I'd be just as bad as the insurance company

killed my wife.

And unlike doctors and insurance companies, I've got a conscience.

me that's the end of the pot.

Well, I'd offer to make a new one, but it's like driving your friends to the

airport. You do it once and it's your job for life.

Yeah, tell me about it. Still mine, Roy. Put on Earth to reassure a single woman

there's worse things than being without a man.

Yeah, like being with Fred Talisker.

What about him?

You didn't hear?

The poor women have positively identified him as the rapist running

university. Four.

Guess you can stop feeling so bad about losing him now.

Yeah. What about the other crash victims?

Well, they've all been stabilized. I just cannot figure out what's wrong with

Melora Jackson.

I still can't believe I missed her when I first got on that bus.

Missed her?

Yeah, Tanya and I were the first EMTs on the bus, but I guess I must have went

right past her.

Well, when did you first see her?

Well, Tanya was working on Talisker. I went up to help the bus driver, and

she was, under her seat.

Thank you.

Anytime.

How are you feeling?

Not too bad.

As long as I don't warm around much.

That's good.

I'm glad you're comfortable.

What is it?

Melora, I need you to be very, very brave.

Why? I got your test back.

It's your spine.

What's my spine?

You have sustained severe trauma to your second and third vertebrae. And unless

we operate right away, the slightest movement could sever your spinal cord.

This can't be happening.

I know how frightening this must sound to you, but surgical technology has made

tremendous strides in the last few years. You have better than a 30 %

only partial paralysis after this operation.

Now, I brought this along to calm you down.

The orderly should be here any minute to take you down to OR.

You get that needle away from me. Look, I know you're afraid.

But your damage is degenerative, and every second counts, Valora. There's

nothing wrong with me. That's the tricky part about spinal cord injuries.

Oftentimes, you just don't feel the pain. Look, there's no pain because

no damage.

I'm fine.

I bet you're fine, because you were never on that bus when it crashed.

why none of the passengers can remember seeing you.

The paramedics found me on the bus.

Not when they first came on.

You followed them in and snuck under a seat.

Now, let's see.

City bus company, soft tissue damage, pain and suffering. What's that worth,

Melora? What, a half a million?

Okay, we can work something out here.

Season tickets to the Lakers for you and all of your friends.

I know the coach.

Really? You know, I'll be at the White House this weekend having dinner.

Don't be too disappointed, Melora.

You may have lost out on an incredible fortune, but you may have proven

innocent of murder.

for another major disaster?

Well, we have about two a week, and that's only an easy week, because in

you get your victims delivered to you on a nice, clean gurney. Out there, we

find them where they fall, sometimes in pieces.

You see that every week. You must really rely on your partner for emotional

support. Man, if you can't turn to your partner, you can't survive out there.

That kind of pressure must be tough on a relationship, huh?

At the end of a shift, when I get home, all I want to do is go straight to bed.

Yeah, I bet Tanya does, too.

I mean, I'm sure she's exhausted, just like you. I know what you mean.

Do I know if Tanya and I are involved?

No. No, not at all. I was just interested in what it's like for the two

on the job, in the field. Out in the field and on the job. I'm married.

That's great.

I mean, congratulations.

And Tanya is?

Not. We're even close. In the year and a half I've worked with her, she's never

mentioned a boyfriend.

What a shame.

Hi. How you doing?

Fine, I guess.

And you are?

Detective Steve Sloan.

Is this about those unpaid parking tickets?

Actually, it's about the murder of Fred Talister.

Do I know him?

He's the man who raped Kelly Jones, your sorority sister.

He's also the man who was sitting behind you on the bus.

Oh, my God. Do you think he was after me?

Yes, I do.

I also think you were after him.

I did some checking.

You bought a gun ten days ago.

And I'll bet if I checked in your purse right now, I'd find it.

My boyfriend made me get the gun for protection.

And from what you're saying, it sounds like I needed it.

Well, I don't know if you were in any danger tonight, but Talisker was.

Well, like you said, Detective, it's a guess.

And even if it were true, what difference does it make? He wasn't shot.

No, he was bashed in the head with a brick by somebody on the bus, somebody

you.

I didn't kill him.

I mean, if I was 100 % sure that he was the man who raped Kelly, yeah, maybe I

would have.

But my leg was pinned down and I couldn't move.

All I could think about was how much pain I was in.

I'm not convinced.

And until I am...

you can consider yourself under arrest for carrying a concealed weapon.

saw the accident, and instead of trying to help any of the passengers, she

waited for the paramedics to arrive to break into the bus so that she could

off her own death.

You'd be surprised how often that kind of thing happens. But what she did was

fraud, so I can make sure she doesn't get away with it. Instead, she gets away

with murder.

Maybe she's being very clever.

Maybe the real scam she's playing is the one on us.

What if she was one of Talisker's victims?

Maybe she got on the bus to help, she recognized Talisker, and she killed him.

So we buy her scam story and forget about her as a suspect.

You're becoming as cynical as my father.

Hey, thanks.

Got that blue cup, sir. Code blue, ER bay three. Code blue.

I'm going to get the oxygen ready. Arrest time. He's in fall

arrest. Monitor shows B -5.

Ventilate. Give me the paddle.

Okay, doctor. Here we go.

What was it?

200 joules.

200? All right.

Clear. Clear.

Again, 300.

100 % albumin on standby.

Clear. Clear.

Nothing, doctor. Flatline.

Okay, one milligram of atropine, 100 milligrams of lidocaine, one amp bicarb.

He's not breathing, so flatline.

One amp calcium.

Nothing. Intracardiac injection, epinephrine.

He's not responding.

Pupils are fixed and dilated.

Awesome.

I just finished Lou Kupfer's autopsy. Let me guess.

He died of renal failure from acute tubular necrosis as a result of severe

bodily trauma suffered during the bus accident.

Well, he probably would have if the overdose of phenytoin sodium hadn't

him first.

Phenytoin sodium?

I'm afraid I'm going to have to turn this over to the hospital's oversight

for an official investigation.

Amanda, I'm the attending physician. I'm to blame for any failure in his care.

Mark, but you didn't administer the anticonvulsant. Now, everyone

how dangerous phenytoin sodium is if it isn't administered perfectly.

I'm sure the board will take that into consideration when reviewing a nurse's

actions. That doesn't make any difference. My responsibility, my

It isn't possible.

Nancy, you told me how tired you were.

And don't worry about any reprisals. Whatever mistakes were made, I'm going

take responsibility for it. I've got five kids, Mark. I'm used to being

I'm not going to OD some patient because I've had a long shift. Nancy, even with

the prescribed dosage, phenytoin sodium can be fatal if it's injected too

quickly. Don't you think I know that?

Nancy, nobody's blaming you.

No, I am.

I keep going over these procedures in my head a hundred times, trying to figure

out what I did wrong.

There isn't anything.

How can you be sure?

I checked his IV.

I gave him two grams of phenytoin sodium at 316.

Cupper was stable when I left.

Well, Lewin called Blewett around 335. That would be about 20 minutes later.

Phenytoin sodium OD would be fatal almost immediately.

I'm telling you, he was fine when I left his room.

Can you hold up on that report if you are? Sure.

I just want to check Cupper's IV.

me you're leaving so soon, Miss Jackson.

Was it to you?

You know, that's to cover your hospital bill if you skip out without paying the

taxpayers. Right, your congressman.

Frankly, I can think of better uses for those tax dollars, like paying my

salary.

I haven't done anything.

I'll bet you I could come up with a couple of charges if I really put my

it. Well, that's fine with me, because false arrest is almost as lucrative as

pain and suffering.

But real arrest is a major pain in the butt.

And I got a feeling you wouldn't want to go through that after your traumatic

experience on the bus.

What do you want?

Just to know what you saw before you were so grievously injured.

You mean the crash?

After that.

I looked in the window, and most of the people were lying on the floor.

They looked really bad.

Did you see the homeless man?

Yeah, he was really out of it. I remember because he'd fallen on top of

in a sweatsuit.

This him?

Yeah, the sweatsuit guy was trying really hard to sit up, but he couldn't

out from under the homeless guy.

Then what?

The ambulance came.

So I hid until they broke the glass and opened the door. And once they went

inside, I slipped in behind them and hid under the first seat.

And then what did you see?

The back of my eyelids.

I was hiding under the seat with my eyes closed.

I thought we had a deal.

I tell you what you want to know, and you don't arrest me.

Oh, we do.

The accounting office is right down that hall.

Once you settle up with them, you're free to go.

And thank you for your business. Come again.

Now, this is the line from Cupper's Bicarb IV.

What are you looking for?

That. Look at that.

Oh, crystallization.

Well, somebody injected phenytoin sodium into the bicarb IV.

Mm -hmm. The two substances are totally incompatible. It causes crystallization.

Well, I can't believe someone with that much experience in anti -convulsants as

Nancy Rush would make a mistake like that, no matter how tired she was.

You know, neither can I.

Which means that Lou Kupfer was murdered.

He was able to catch Melora Jackson again just before she left the building.

Melora, but Flanix, Sarah Gilby, and Dustin Woods are all under guard. You

I can understand why someone would want to murder Fred Talisker, but why Lou

Kupfer? You know, we know from Melora that Lou was beside Talisker just after

the crash.

My guess is that when the killer murdered Talisker, he just assumed Lou

dead.

And when he found out that he wasn't dead, he couldn't take a chance on being

identified. Yeah, but Lou was dying and delirious.

You know, when it wasn't out cold, he was having Vietnam flashbacks, screaming

for a medic.

The guy was not a threat to any of them.

You know you're right, he wasn't.

Huh?

What happened?

Her dog was blocking the TV and wouldn't move, so she kicked him. Fido didn't

appreciate it.

She fell and broke her jaw on the coffee table. All right, let's bring her in

here.

What a dog.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the end of another long shift.

At least it ended better than it started.

So you're going home for a good night's sleep?

Oh, I wish I could.

I've got to get home and study those books.

Oh, then you probably haven't had a chance to figure out which one of

three questions you got wrong.

Oh, with all that's going on tonight, I didn't have a free moment.

Well, that's a shame, Tanya, because you got it wrong again.

I don't understand.

How much Anakin Bolson can you mix in a bicarb IV solution?

100 milligrams.

The answer's none.

They're incompatible.

If you'd done some studying up, you wouldn't have made the same mistake when

killed Lou Kupfer.

Who's Lou Kupfer?

He's the homeless man who saw you murder Fred Talisker. See, Lou wasn't calling

for a medic.

He was pointing out the murderer, the paramedic, you.

I tried to save Talisker. You saw me.

That's what had me fooled.

All those passengers were trapped in that bus.

I just assumed that the murder must have happened in that five minutes before

you arrived.

Crime of opportunity.

Never occurred to me that it could have happened after you came there.

The opportunity was yours.

This is crazy.

I didn't even know him.

No, but you'd seen him before, when you were attacked.

I think when we look at your medical records, we'll find out you were raped.

You never caught the man that raped you, did you?

No, not until she saw his face on that bus last night.

I haven't been able to get his face out of my head since the night he did that

to me.

I still had the brick in my hand.

The one I used to break the glass on the bus door.

And I saw him.

It all came back to me every second of it.

That man did not deserve to live.

Not after what he did to me.

After what he did to all those women.

What about Lou Kupfer? What did he ever do to you or to anyone?

He was going to die anyway.

What I did, it really didn't make a difference, did it?

Tell her.

You have the right to remain silent.

Dr. Sloan, tell her I didn't really kill him.

Excuse

me,

I'd like to see Dr. Sloan.

May I tell him what this is regarding?

I'm Del Harris.

Does he know you?

Well, he might. I'm the coach of the Lakers.

Aha. I'm Whitney Houston. Nice to meet you.

No, I read in the newspaper where he gave up floor seats to a Lakers game to

attend to those people in the bus accident.

So I dropped by to bring him two tickets to the next game.

I'll give Melora credit for one thing.

She's got guts to pull this.

Who?

Sir, I don't think anyone's interested in your offer. Good day.

These are the best seats in the house. Two tickets right on the floor.

Oh, I bet they are.

You got it all wrong. I'm wanting to give these to him.

Well, in that case, there won't be any charge, I will dare.

You give Melora my best.

Hey, did you see him?

It's unbelievable, isn't it? What was he doing here? I was asking myself the

same question.

That's the coach of the L .A. Lakers, right here at Community General.

You think we could have got a couple of tickets out of him?

Dream on, Dad.

Let's get his autograph.

Okay. Coach!

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