All language subtitles for ER.S01E23.1080p.WEB.H264-HOTLiPS

[theme music]

[clock ticking]

What are you doing?

Thinking.

About what?

I was remembering that summer
after Rachel was born.

We put the hammock up
in the yard.

All three of us would get in.

Have a nap together.

Remember?

Yeah.

I love you.

Jen, we've been sharing
the same bed for a week.

I'm not ready yet, Mark.

Ah!

"What a glorious morn!

"Night's candles
have burnt out

"and jocund day stands tiptoe

on the misty mountain tops."

Joined a Shakespearian
theater group.

I'm gonna play Romeo.

‐ Comic version?
‐ No!

Oh.

Hmm.

"But soft

"what light through
yonder window breaks?

"It is the East,
and Juliet is the sun.

"Arise, fair sun,
and kill the envious moon

who is already sick
and pale with jealousy."

Sick and pale
is right.

Ah, nuts to you.

[growling]

[laughs]

Sorry, I couldn't resist.

I picked it up
in New Guinea last summer.

I've got a room full of drunks
left over from the night shift.

Wanna help wake 'em up?

Not really.

Suit yourself.

[growls softly]

‐ First time you've been robbed?
‐ Yeah.

For two years I've been driving
my cab, no problems.

‐ Ah, it was time.
‐ Cleaned you out, huh?

Yeah, money,
but not my camera or books.

That's good.

‐ Are you single?
‐ Why?

A lot of good‐looking guys here.

'Doctors, businessmen.'

I run a, ow, I run
a dating service out of the cab.

For ten bucks, take your
picture, you're in the book.

‐ Check it out.
‐ No, thank you.

It works.

All these people get married

after meeting through my cab.

'Now, this lady
runs her own business.'

Married a lawyer, boom.

And look, this guy's a,
this guy is a doctor.

Hey, that's Dr. Cvetic.

Oh, my God!

‐ Oh, you know Dr. Div?
‐ I used to.

This lady owns
a chain of mortuaries.

‐ Big bucks.
‐ She's fine.

'Oh, yeah!'

Clean the cut.
I'll have Carter stitch him up.

Something's wrong?

‐ That's her old boyfriend.
‐ Oh!

Write up his aftercare, call
the pharmacy with med renewals.

(William)
'Get along, now.'

Bleh!

Keep moving.

‐ Hey, you. You.
‐ Huh?

‐ Did you get a doughnut?
‐ Uh‐uh.

Bleh!

See you next time.

Simple pleasures.

By the way,
I got your application

for the ER sub‐internship

with recommendations
from Lewis and Greene

but I didn't get one from you.

I wasn't aware
Mr. Carter had applied

for an ER sub‐internship.

[clears throat]
Yeah, uh, it's just
sort of a backup.

So we're not
your first choice?

No, no, no! Uh..

I just...haven't made up
my mind yet

between ER and surgery.

So whatever. I need
your evaluation of Mr. Carter

as soon as you can.

[William humming]

[theme music]

Hey, buddy.
You just get here?

I'm on eight to eight.

‐ Six to three.
‐ Nine hours?

I'm assistant coaching
Jake's baseball game.

Baseball? It's a big step
in any relationship.

Yeah, I hope nobody asks
me to explain

the infield fly rule.

So how goes Milwaukee?

Ah, commute's not bad

but emotionally, I don't know.

Oh, hey, don't say that.
You're my domestic role model.

Big Kahuna say anything
about the attending gig?

No, and I'm not
holding my breath.

Gentlemen, good timing.

Kid in three
bumped his head.

Thank you.

What do we have
for Dr. Greene?

You don't have to run the board.
I'm happy to do it.

Thanks, I'd just as soon
handle it.

Nobody's taken the knee lac
in five.

What the heck?
Why don't I take it?

(Carter)
I just needed a fallback.

You said yourself
there's no guarantee

I'm gonna get the surgical
sub‐internship.

There are no guarantees in life,
Carter.

Peter, there's a lady
from ELS on the line.

Never heard of 'em.
Take a message.

And I don't have time to write
a recommendation for you either.

Put something on paper,
and I'll sign it.

‐ Peter?
‐ What?

It's your student loan service.

You're three months behind
on your payments.

Okay, OB is on the fourth floor.
Your appointment's at 8:30.

Great! I get to sit around
and wait for two hours.

After your checkup

go to Social Services
on the main floor

and ask for Miss Harding.

She'll help you apply for WIC,
AFDC and food stamps.

[exhales]

So how do I get home?

Bus.

What about lunch?

I made you
an egg salad sandwich.

I forgot it.

You forgot it on purpose.

I hate egg salad.

I'll make dinner
for you tonight.

No! Chloe, don't!
Don't!

John, John.
May I call you John?

‐ Sure.
‐ Here is a good one for you.

Pretty, huh? No? Huh?

Kinda serious.

Turn‐ons, motorcycles
and water sports.

Oh, vroom, vroom. Heh heh.
Sounds like a wild one.

"Seeks a man
who enjoys fine dining

"romantic evenings,
must be athletic

and pro death penalty."
I don't know.

You wanna get
in the book, John?

Just ten bucks. Huh?

No thanks.

I'm gonna take you
over to Radiology.

'Dr. Lewis wants to get
an X‐ray of your eye'

'to make sure that you don't
have any fractures.'

Okay.

Hey, you fix me up

I'll put you in for free.

So, John, tell me
your turn‐ons.

But..

I'm telling you
we should've eloped.

‐ What now?
‐ This woman calls me up.

Says she's getting married
at St. Luke's right after us.

Could we share
the same flowers?

‐ Why not? Split the cost.
‐ Well, that's what I said.

But then she said
she'd only pay a third

because the flowers would be
used for her wedding.

Forget her.

I'm telling you, between that,
the guest list

the bridesmaids' shoes,
it's out of control.

We still have to write
our vows.

‐ Oh, God.
‐ Hey, it's okay.

We'll have lunch and figure out
what we're gonna say.

[sighs]

‐ John.
‐ Hey, Diane.

‐ Hi.
‐ Oh.

Ah, Diane Leeds.

She helped me, uh, beat

a malpractice case
a few years ago.

‐ Oh.
‐ Which was totally bogus.

This is my, uh, fiancee,
Carol Hathaway.

‐ Hi.
‐ Carol.

I heard
a lot about you.

From...Doug?

‐ Mm. From John.
‐ Oh!

Doug?

Well...Diane
and Doug Ross

are going out,
am I right?

Yes, we are.

Oh, I‐I‐I didn't know that.

[elevator bell dings]

So when's the happy day?

‐ May 18.
‐ At St. Luke's.

St. Luke's
is a beautiful church.

I love going to weddings there.

Oh, you should come.

Well, that would be great.

‐ I'm gonna go find Doug.
‐ It was good to see you.

You, too, John. Bye‐bye.

Bye.

Why did you do that?
Now she's gonna bring Ross.

I don't know.
It just popped out.

Give me the bullet.

Thirty four‐year‐old male

high‐speed collision
with a tree.

‐ 'Vitals?'
‐ 'BP's 110/85.'

‐ 'Pulse 88.'
‐ Responds to pain.

Pupils are equal, round
and reactive to light.

Let's get an X‐ray in here.
We need a lateral C‐spine.

‐ How's his belly?
‐ Not rigid.

‐ 'Bowel sounds normal.'
‐ 'Coma score's nine.'

‐ Borderline for brain damage.
‐ Could be worse.

Oh, yes. He's a contender.

Stand by with Norcuron,
Dilantin.

Call for a CT, and make sure
no one's on the table.

‐ How's his pressure?
‐ Holding.

Excuse me, doctor, I think

you left this in my bedroom
last night.

Uh‐huh, you see,
that's what happens

when you're forced
to dress in the dark.

You think there's ever
gonna come a..

‐ Hi.
‐ Hi.

...come a time when
I don't have to slink off

in the wee hours to avoid
corrupting your son?

I certainly hope so.

So did you
change your meeting?

Ah, it didn't work.

I'm going to miss
your coaching debut.

[sighs]
Well, Jake will
be disappointed.

Are you kidding? He's thrilled
you're gonna be there.

So, now, tell me this.

Why is he wearing
his socks inside out?

Oh, well, you know,
Jake's in kind of a slump.

Slump?
He's hitting triple zero.

Mm, that's right, so I told him
whenever I hit a slump

I like to change things

you know, wear my socks
inside out.

Anything to turn
it around.

Yeah, that's one
piece of advice

I never would have thought of.

That's why it's a good thing
I'm here. Come here.

‐ 'Pulse ox?'
‐ 'Ninety two.'

‐ Hematocrit's 44.
‐ Do we have a name?

Clothes are on the cart.

‐ Anyone seen X‐ray?
‐ I'll check.

Name's Donald Costanza.

‐ How's his pressure?
‐ Holding.

I have a letter here,
"Dear, Amy."

(Susan)
'Single vehicle into a tree,
could be a suicide.'

Let's hear it.

"I gave up everything

"because you were
all that mattered.

'Without you,
I'm already dead."'

‐ Not if I can help it.
‐ Dr. Greene?

Solo MVA,
apparent suicide attempt.

‐ GCS nine, non‐focal.
‐ Pulse ox down to 90.

‐ Tube him?
‐ I'm worried about the spine.

'Nasal airway's okay for now.'

Head this bad
needs intubation.

I want to clear
his C‐spine first.

That's the wrong choice.
Tube him now.

I wanna see an X‐ray.

I'm not gonna argue with you.

Versed 4 mgs,
then 10 Norcuron.

Susan, hand me the laryngoscope,
please.

‐ Intubation tray.
‐ 'And 7.5 ET tube. Come on.'

'In‐line traction.'

CT on that suicidal car wreck
shows a small subdural bleed.

That's no indication
for surgery.

‐ Any change in his status?
‐ He's still unconscious.

‐ What do you think?
‐ Time will tell.

Susan, that girl
from the letter, Amy

she's on her way in.

‐ How'd you find her?
‐ She called us.

Tell me that you didn't just get
into a pissing match with Swift

and walk out of a trauma.

‐ I did.
‐ So what do you wanna do?

You wanna just throw the
attending job out the window?

It's already gone, Doug.

You know,
I don't even really care.

Who are you kidding, Mark?

You worked seven years
for this job.

If you lose it
over this petty crap, buddy

you're a fool.

Pardon me.
Are you a doctor?

Yeah. Unwrap it.
Let's see.

Argh!

I was cutting a bagel.

Wiggle your fingers.

[sighs]

Superficial.

Carter, got another one for you.

Irrigate and stitch.

If I'm not mistaken,
this is Mr. Howard Davis

of the Davis Cardiac Wing

they just built
in this hospital.

I know you.

John Carter. I went to school
with your son.

‐ Johnny Carter. How are you?
‐ Fine. Thank you.

Mr. Davis, William Swift.

I'm chairman
of the Emergency Department.

We met at the board of directors
dinner.

‐ Oh, good to see you.
‐ Uh‐huh.

Bagel got away from me.

Well, they should come
with instructions.

Jerry, call Bissel,
chief of Hand Surgery

and get Plastics down here
to take a peek at this.

‐ Let them know it's Mr. Davis.
‐ Right.

Are you injured anywhere else?

No, but I noticed

this little bump
in the corner of my eye.

Jerry, Zimmerman
from the Eye Institute.

Right.

In the meantime Dr. Benton,

a senior surgical resident

will clean and irrigate
your wound.

‐ Peter.
‐ Uh, right this way.

Listen, can Johnny
come along?

By all means.

Hope it wasn't the hand
he writes the checks with.

‐ Hello?
‐ 'What happened?'

Brenda is burning with fever.
She can barely walk.

Brenda, hey, hi.
I'm Dr. Ross.

You tell me where it hurts.
Here, sit down.

My head...neck.

Okay. Touch your chin
to your chest.

‐ Ow!
‐ Petechia on her arm.

‐ Anyone else feel sick?
‐ Put her in an iso room.

Get a CBC, chem 7,
cultures times three.

‐ Are you thinking meningitis?
‐ That's right.

Mother was a nurse
before she started coaching.

You two are mother
and daughter?

Doug, they're from
St. Josephine's.

'They're nuns.'

Mother's a nun.
I'm almost a nun.

Okay. Ha ha. Uh, we'll do
a spinal tap on Brenda

to confirm meningitis.

Because it's so contagious
we're gonna have to isolate

the rest of you and examine
everyone for petechia

uh, this red spots
that indicate infection.

Come on, everybody.
This way.

[indistinct chattering]

Come on, girls.
A little hustle.

I hope everybody
brought their play book.

How is he?

Amy?

He has a severe concussion
and some brain swelling.

Right now he's in a coma.

‐ Is he gonna be okay?
‐ We don't know yet.

We have to wait and see
how much he wakes up.

We, uh, found a letter he wrote,
addressed to you.

It appears he tried
to commit suicide.

I know.

I saw the car.

He made sure that he did it just
down the block from my place.

Has he done this before?

When we broke up last time

he locked himself in the John
at work, took some pills.

They said it was
a cry for help, you know.

I never thought
he'd do it for real.

[whispering]
Oh, Donny. Oh, you jerk.

(Mr. Davis)
'Greg was never
as focused as you.'

'He dropped out of Brown.'

'Spent a semester
at the Sorbonne.'

Finally, one of his pals
got him a job

in the mail room at "Newsweek."

Now he's doing
celebrity profiles

for "Vanity Fair."

[chuckles]

Well, that's great.

He seems happy.

And you?

Well, I'm doing pretty good.

Uh, I've been training
with Dr. Benton, here.

‐ Learned a lot.
‐ Good.

That's good.

‐ Do you still ride?
‐ No. No time.

I'll never forget
that dressage exhibition

'you put on,
senior year at prep.'

The way you pranced
that horse around the ring.

'It was like a ballet.'

What kind of horse was that?

Icelandic pony.

White, wasn't it?

[chuckles]

[clears throat]
I can't believe you remember.

It made an impression.

'And the name.'

'You'd given it
a peculiar name.'

What was it?

[clears throat]

Marigold.

That's right.

Marigold.

Power forwards, make sure
you post up at the bottom.

Watch the pick‐and‐roll
in here.

Mount St. Mary's
has good shooters

We'll have to run them
into the ground.

‐ Mother Lawrence?
‐ Yes.

Doctor, how is she?

Well, she has
bacterial meningitis.

We put her on some antibiotics

and admitted her
into intensive care.

Will she be alright?

It'll be a few days.
I think she's gonna be fine.

As a precaution, Dr. Ross
and I are going to examine

everyone and give you all a drug
called Rifampin

but because it can be hazardous
to pregnancies

everyone first needs
to take a pregnancy test.

I think Sister Elizabeth
and I can be exempt

from that procedure.

But as for the rest
of them, definitely.

Doctor, Donny
opened his eyes.

Donny, can you hear me?

'Follow my finger
with your eyes.'

'Do you remember
what happened to you?'

Take a deep breath in.

Tidal volume's good.

Okay, I'm going
to take the tube

out of your throat.

Take a deep breath in
and out.

[coughing]

'You alright?'

Amy.

'Am..'

'Amy.'

(Doug)
'Uh, there's no sign
of petechia here.'

You feeling okay?

He's cute.

Okay.

[sighs]

Seven down, eight to go.
Who's next?

Examining all these girls

in one day must be
a fantasy come true.

Ha ha.
Fifteen years too late.

Ah, shoot.
I'll be right back.

‐ Hi.
‐ Lunch?

I can't. I've got 15 girls
exposed to meningitis.

Well, I guess
we'll do it tonight.

I'm going
to my mother's for dinner.

When are we gonna
write these vows?

I don't know, this weekend?

We're supposed to go over them

with the priest on Saturday.

[sighs]
Well, what do you want
me to do?

Nothing.
Let's forget it.

Let's just bag our vows, huh?

‐ Tag, come on.
‐ Just forget it.

It's not worth it, huh.

You have a problem
with authority, doctor?

Not generally

but when it's
enforced arbitrarily

and undermines my authority,
I resent it.

You feel like
I'm encroaching on you?

Before you got here,
I ran the board.

Had a free hand in making
treatment decisions

and nobody would contradict me
in the middle of a trauma.

You feel I've stepped
on your entitlements?

Is that it?

You treat me
like a med student

not someone who's been chief
resident for almost a year.

You don't act like it.

David Morgenstern
told me you were

the most impressive resident
he'd ever seen.

And I'm thinking,
is this the same guy?

You come in late.
Your attitude's bad.

It's like you don't even
wanna be here.

I don't stand in front
of the board all day

because I want to.

I do it because,
from what I've seen

your head's not in the game.

‐ Hi.
‐ Hi.

Nurse said he's gonna be okay.

He can carry a conversation.
His memory's intact.

It looks good.

He's, uh, been asking about you.

I'll bet.

I want to see him,
but I'm not gonna get stuck

taking care of him.

I think he'll be able
to care of himself.

You don't know Donny.
He's got problems.

He gambles.

He owes so much money,
I don't even know

and he's got this way
of sucking you in

'getting you to do stuff.'

If he wasn't the sweetest guy
in the world

I probably would have
killed him myself.

Listen, if you want
to see a therapist‐‐

I've done it.

That's why I'm getting
on a plane in three hours.

This is it.

I am just so afraid
that he's gonna do it again.

You know, really do it.

It's not easy.

Donny's the first guy
who really cared about me.

But I can't be responsible.

Will you give him that,
will you?

Sure.

Hey, Malik.

You see, that the girls
of St. Jo's

get their first dose
of Rifampin.

I'm taking off.

So nobody's pregnant, huh?

No. Hallelujah.

Chloe, are you there?

It's me.

Okay, call me
when you get in.

I want to hear
how everything went today.

I hate not knowing
where she is.

Leaves too much
to the imagination.

Are you your sister's keeper?

I didn't exactly volunteer.

So you settle everything
with Swift?

No, but we did
share our feelings.

And?

He thinks I need
an attitude adjustment

which I probably do.

I notice you're not disagreeing.

Carter, you pick up
Taylor's film?

‐ Ready in five.
‐ After you get it, go to lunch.

Twenty minutes.

Dr. Benton, you got a call

from some loan service.

Oh, God, that reminds me.

I have to start repaying
my loans next month.

‐ How much you owe?
‐ Eighty five thousand.

One hundred and ten.

Must be nice not to have to
worry about loans, huh, Carter?

I'll check on these films.

Is Carter loaded?

He went to school
with that Davis guy's son.

‐ What do you think?
‐ So are we talking millions?

Or possibly tens of millions?

‐ Peter, got a two‐fer.
‐ Alright, let's hear it.

Apparently, this one did it
on a dare.

'When the paramedics asked
what happened'

'this one re‐enacted
the crime.'

‐ Do we have names?
‐ Yeah, Dumb and Dumber.

We need 4 x 4s,
5‐0 Nylon.

We're okay on everything else.

[Carol yawns]

Man, I'm tired.

(Lydia)
'Not getting enough sleep?'

Say, in the last two weeks
maybe four hours a night.

‐ Why is that?
‐ You know, the wedding.

So much to do.

‐ 'And so little time.'
‐ Two weeks.

Before you got married
didn't you wonder

if this was the one person
you were meant to spend

the rest of your life with?

I never had any doubts
about Earl.

And after four years,
he split.

I can't imagine Tag doing that.

He's a terrific guy, Carol.

Hmm.

Excuse me, Nurse Hathaway.

May I speak with you privately?

Sure.

I haven't taken these yet.

Why not?

It's possible
that I may be pregnant.

I'll need to take a test.

Alright.

[speaking Spanish]

What happened? What happened?
We need a translator.

[speaking Spanish]

His son was playing
with the hanger.

‐ 'He told him not to.'
‐ Santi. Santiago.

Santi, don't cry.
Don't cry.

[indistinct]

(Doug)
'Jake, keep your eye
on the ball.'

'Here we go.
Jake, come on, buddy.'

‐ Strike!
‐ That's okay, Jake.

That's alright.
Keep your eye on the ball.

'Alright. Shake it off.
Here we go.'

That's okay, Jake.
Keep your eye on the ball.

Here we go. Shake it off.
You got him, buddy. Let's go.

The socks are gonna work.
You're gonna do it.

'Okay, let's go.
You got it.'

'Let's go, Jake.
Come on, buddy.'

Run, run, go!

Run. Run it out.
Muff, muff it!

(umpire)
'Three out!'

That's okay. Come here. It's
alright. You got a piece of it.

That was a good try.
Alright, go get your mitt.

Here you go.

[screaming]

Senor, senor, hold his head.

Try and keep him calm.

[speaking Spanish]

Hold him, hold him.
Connie, get over here.

We need..

Hold on to that tight.

Coat hanger's pierced
posterior oropharynx.

‐ Throat's swelling up.
‐ It's near the carotid.

‐ What else is in there?
‐ It's off to the left side.

‐ The facial artery.
‐ Phrenic nerve.

‐ Lingual artery.
‐ God, I hate the neck.

‐ Way too much going on.
‐ Hold him still!

‐ 'I'm trying.'
‐ 0.5 Versed.

I'm seeing blood.
He needs an airway.

[speaking Spanish]

Malik, get us some bolt cutters,
so we can cut this hanger off.

(Mark)
'Tell the OR
we got one on the way.'

Sister.

The test was negative.

So I'm not?

No.

[sighs]

Are you alright?

Part of me was hoping
that I was.

[sighs]

There's a man...obviously.

He wants me to marry him,
but I'm not sure.

For two and a half years,
I've been preparing

to devote my life to god.

I don't know which path
he wants me to take.

And if I make
the wrong...choice..

If I were pregnant,
the decision would be made.

(Connie)
'Pulse ox falling, 88.'

Open a suction set.

[speaking Spanish]

(William)
'He's not breathing.'

‐ Throat's swollen shut.
‐ Alright, crike him.

‐ 'Fourteen‐gauge needle.'
‐ 'Get a peds ambu bag up here.'

[Wendy speaking Spanish]

Stick on a number 3 ET Hub
and bag him.

‐ The bleeding's worse.
‐ Let's throw in a figure eight.

Close it off.

(William)
'Alright, 3‐0 Vicryl.'

‐ 'Suction.'
‐ 'Needle holder.'

‐ Get a clear angle?
‐ Yeah.

(Connie)
'Pulse ox is improving, 85.'

That's good.
That a good bloke.

Okay, tie it off.

‐ 'You get that?'
‐ 'How about that?'

‐ 'Retract.'
‐ Got it.

‐ It's holding.
‐ 'OR's standing by.'

Alright, get him upstairs.

Tell him that we're taking him
up to surgery

to get the metal piece out.

[speaking Spanish]

(Mark)
'Santi will be fine.'

[speaking Spanish]

Carter, what are you working on?

Evaluation.

Of what?

Me.

Some kind of
self‐help exercise?

It's for my ER
sub‐I application.

Benton told me
to write it myself.

Oh.

And how do you feel
about yourself?

Uh‐uh, I'd rather not.

Carter, come on.
Let me see.

Hmm.

"Conscientious,
hard working

earnest and ever punctual?"

Carter, this sounds
like a recommendation

for a train conductor.

Seriously,
Benton could do better.

Got it.

"Chicago" magazine's rich list.

The 50 fattest cats in town.

Where'd you find it?

Med library.
Check out number 27.

‐ No.
‐ Mm‐hmm.

His father's name is Roland,
right?

Yeah, Roland Carter.

What's it say?

Net worth 178 million.

He can give everyone here a mil
and not even feel it.

I wish I'd been nicer
to him.

(Jeanie)
Peter.

Peter?

Oh, Jeanie. How are you?

I'm not interrupting?

No, no, no, of course not.
What's up?

Actually, I have a favor to ask.

You know I'm taking courses

to become
a physician's assistant.

Right.

I have to write a paper
on nosocomial infections

in post‐operative patients.

You picked this topic yourself?

No, it was assigned.

I was worried there
for a second.

How can I help?

I need a case study

and I thought you might know
of some cases.

I think I can throw a few
nosocomial infections your way.

Alright.

How's your mom?

You know, the same.

Hmm. I'm planning to see her
tonight around 7:30.

I was planning
on stopping by myself.

‐ So maybe I'll see you.
‐ Great. Okay. See you.

See you.

(Doug)
Alright! Here we go.

'Come on, Jake, come on!'

Strike!

Man, I can feel the breeze
all the way out here.

Don't worry about it, Jake.
Let's go. Wait for your pitch.

'Come on, buddy.'

Alright, Jake.
Come on, buddy.

You got 'em, alright.
Let's go.

'The socks are gonna do it.
Those socks are gonna work.

'Come on, let's go.
You got it.'

[crowd cheers]

Go! Go, go!

Come on, Jake,
come on!

'Let's go, let's go,
let's go.'

Come on, Jake, come on!

Go!

He missed the bag.

‐ 'He missed the bag.'
‐ Go, go, go.

‐ Go, Jake! Come on.
‐ 'He missed the first.'

‐ He missed the bag!
‐ Let's go, Jake, come on.

Go, go!

Let's go, come on, come on!

Slide, slide!

(umpire)
'He's safe!'

He didn't touch first.

He never touched first.

‐ What?
‐ He missed the bag by a mile.

‐ First base coach?
‐ Yeah?

Did he touch the bag or not?

Yeah, he touched the bag!

The call is good. Home run!

(boy #1)
'Oh, man, that guy's a liar.'

'You're a liar.
You cheat!'

‐ 'Batter up!'
‐ 'You cheat, man!'

You want to get
a hamburger and a shake?

Not hungry.

Okay, I screwed up today.

I got caught up
in the excitement

and I did the wrong thing.

You lied.

Yes, I did
and there is no excuse for that.

Alright, you know,
what I just did

was what my old man
would have done.

Now, he was a good guy
in a lot of ways.

He's just..

I..

...maybe I'm not very good
at this father stuff.

I'm sorry that
I let you down.

So should we tell mom
about this?

I don't know.
What do you think?

Maybe not.

Hmm.

Yeah, come on,
let's get out of here.

I promised your mom I'd have you
back before she got off.

Hey, Jake..

...it was a hell of a hit.

Dr. Benton, my evaluation
for the ER sub‐internship.

If it meets with your approval,
I need you to sign it.

Dr. Benton, what do you want
from me?

I don't want anything
from you, Carter.

The question is
what do you want for yourself?

I want the surgical
sub‐internship.

Why?

'Cause it would help my chances
of becoming a surgical resident.

And why is that important
to you?

Because surgery's
the most difficult specialty.

There's more pressure,
you have to know more

do...I don't know

I don't know if I'm capable
of becoming a surgeon

and I want to find out.

Then why are you applying

for an ER sub‐internship?

See you in the morning.

‐ How was the game?
‐ Ah, the good guys won.

Alright.

I'm gonna go call mom.

‐ Tell her we're here.
‐ Okay, you do that.

Listen, um, about what
I was saying earlier.

Oh, hey, forget it.

‐ It's okay, you were right.
‐ Okay.

‐ So how's family life?
‐ Uh, it's great.

You know, he's great,
she's great.

I tell you, tonight,
I'm looking forward

to sitting
in my Stratolounger

with my very own beer

watching Irish hurling on ESPN.

Gentlemen.

Farewell, goodnight

till it be morrow.

Is the NEA funding that?

Ready?

Almost.

What's that?

[sighs]

Marriage vows,
my half, anyway.

Thought you didn't
want to bother.

Let's hear.

"Carol," uh..

...actually, I left it
blank at the top

in case I need to change that
in the future.

Ha! Keep going.

"Before we were together

"I'd been in love many times,
or so I thought

"but now I know you're the only
one I've ever truly loved

"the only one I can imagine
spending my life with

"the one I can't imagine
spending my life..

...without."

That's as far as I got.

It's beautiful.

So do you feel
the same way?

Of course.

You don't seem
too happy lately.

You're up half the night,
and you're‐‐

Tag, I love you,
and I want to marry you, okay?

Well, I can't believe,
I missed it.

When this kid breaks a slump,
he breaks a slump.

Let's celebrate.
I'm gonna go to the market.

And get some brats and kraut.

‐ And the good kind of rolls.
‐ Yeah.

‐ You want to man the grill?
‐ Absolutely.

‐ I'm riding with Doug.
‐ Alright.

I love you.

I love you too.

(Peter)
'Why is ma's door closed?'

She's getting a sponge bath.

‐ Who's in there?
‐ Just the nurse.

She just left.

Who?

You know who.

She's married, man.

You don't know
what you're talking about.

Oh, yeah, right.

That's why when she comes around

you start talking
like Barry White.

"Hey, baby..

...what's up?"

And that look she gives you..

Hope you know
what you're doing, man.

♪ Darling I
Mmm ♪

♪ Can't get enough
of your love baby ♪

♪ Oh I don't know why
I don't know why ♪

♪ I don't know why ♪

♪ Can't get enough
of your love baby ♪

Oh, man.

Hey, aren't you out of here yet?

Yeah, almost.

(Amy)
'I'm here, baby.'

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm here.

(male #1 on TV)
'So by‐by being great
marriage material'

'do you wanna get married?'

(male #2 on TV)
'Uh, yeah, I'm ready for it.'

‐ 'You are now?'
‐ 'Uh‐huh.'

‐ 'How old are you?'
‐ 'Right now I'm 30.'

(man #1)
'Thirty, so you're ready
to get married'

'and what makes you think that
you're great marriage material?'

(male #2)
'Uh, well, you know, Chuck,
I was a boy scout'

ages 11 through 18..

Hi. How was your day?

You read that article on smoking
and low birth‐weight babies?

I'm gonna stop, okay?

[sighs]

How was the checkup?

Oh, that doctor was
so irresponsible.

I waited two hours.

You didn't stay?

Two hours, Susie.

I can't do this anymore.

Suse!

Suse.

You need to get your own place.

What?

You can't stay here, Chloe.

Not after the baby's born.

But, Susie,
I'm naming her after you.

And for that,
I have to support you?

Yeah, a few months, maybe.

No.

You're throwing me out?

Oh, God!

My own sister.

‐ Wow.
‐ Stop it, Chloe, stop.

I'm not going
to let you guilt me

into taking care of you again.

Oh, come on, Susie,
you're making good money.

Oh, perfect.

You're not even here
half the time.

Damn it, I have spent
my whole life bailing you out

and I've had it, you understand?

No more! This is it!

Where am I supposed to go?

You're 34 years old, Chloe.
Figure something out.

You're John Carter.

Mm‐hmm.

Melanie Graff, Radiology.

We sent down some orbital films
on a Russian cab driver.

I need them back
for our files.

Uh‐huh.

I saw you in the cabbie's book.

Uh‐huh.

Actually, that's the reason
I came down here.

Uh‐huh.

Want to get something to eat?

Uh‐huh.

You do speak English, don't you?

Uh‐huh.

You're kind of weird.

Mark?

It's me.

[sighs]

Did you eat?

I had a sandwich
at the hospital.

Where are you going?

Living room.

Gonna read.

Do you have to?

Did you hear something?

No.

Daddy?

Go back to bed,
sweetheart.

My tummy hurts.

Go back to bed, honey.
I'll be in in a minute.

But my tummy hurts.
I want daddy to fix it.

Come here, sugar plum.

Where does it hurt?

‐ Here.
‐ Where?

Can I come in?

Okay.

Come on.

Sorry.

It's okay.

You have to be quiet, though.
No talking.

Daddy?

What is it, sweetie?

I'm glad you're home.

So am I.

[theme music]