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Previously on St. Elsewhere.

Look at this.

Doctor of the Year.

Twice in a row.

How many times have you been Doctor of the Year?

Taking anyone to the awards?

No.

Only go stag like always.

Not this time.

I'm worried about who's going to make the cut for next year.

Could be a lot of new faces next fall.

Go be a paramedic full time.

I don't want to be a paramedic.

You could become my assistant and work with me until you finish junior college.

You'd do that for me?

Yeah.

You alright?

Just greasy from the chemotherapy.

I think I'm falling in love with you, lady.

Take it easy honey.

Emergency, please hold, stomach, head maceration, heavy blood loss,

vital stable. What are we on a quota system today?

We're underwater. Cubicle free.

Please hold still, Mr.

Okay.

Dr. Auschlander, okay'd me to clock in 24 hours of ER training. Where do I start?

Keep pressure on the wound.

You'll be okay. If this place scares you, don't look around.

Admission form.

So tell me what happened.

I'm over at this bar off the counter, this short curly-haired broad brings me a beer, right?

So I pay her, and she just stands there and waits.

I said, what do you want?

She says, a simple thank you.

I say, you got my mom.

And the next thing you know, my septum's floating in my draft.

Wow, that must have hurt.

I'm still...

45-year-old man went into v-tac as we came in.

Where out of cubicles.

So get the gurney out of there.

On the way, Luther.

What about this patient?

Blue ink relief right there.

100 milligrams of Lidocaine.

I'll intubate him.

What's with the sheet?

He's fine.

He just has to look around.

Hey, hurry up, would you?

See, the mothers know when the welfare checks arise, and they wait for the people to catch them.

They took my food money, and they left me this lump on my head.

We're taking cases in order of severity.

If you don't mind waiting, sir.

Oh, no, no, no, Scott, I understand.

I'm used to waiting.

I'm always behind New York, Philly, Los Angeles, you know, for federal funding.

I'll go over there and sit down, and you will call my name, won't you?

We'll get you as soon as possible, mister.

Massachusetts.

Boston, Massachusetts.

I think my people would have more respect for their city.

You're going to the Doctor of the Year Awards with Westphall?

Don't be deep, really.

I thought Ehrlich was a brown nose.

We're just friends.

Right.

Oh, great.

The gossip's started already.

Hey!

You did the smart thing.

A little more apple polishing and I'd be a shoe-in for third year.

Can I have a bike car, please?

No, don't be quick.

I can't watch another one die today.

No, we're good.

Somebody here order a pizza?

Yeah.

Hang on a second.

Who ordered original Sal's, original Berry pizza?

Leader's in the back pocket.

Talk to me, Luther.

Any sign of a heartbeat?

Not yet.

Better not be cold.

They're finished.

One.

These nostrils better be able to smell the difference between my pits and Chanel No.

5, but you're looking down the barrel.

Okay.

Malpractice suit, buddy.

Here's a prescription for the pain.

So long, feedback.

Hey!

What's the problem?

Aren't you forgetting something?

What about a thank you?

You're not my mom.

Look, I cleaned you up, set the bone, and bandaged your nose.

All I want is a little thank you.

Please.

If I said the words, I wouldn't mean them anyway.

Besides, you get paid for this.

How would you like to know?

You want me to break your beak again?

Torchus is sick.

I'm getting nowhere.

Hand me the paddles.

I'm going to defib.

Dr. Ehrlich.

Not now.

But shut up and clear.

Ready?

Shoot!

Didn't know he was loaded.

That's what I meant.

He's wearing a Nitroglycerin skin patch for angina.

Electrically detonated when I defibbed.

Is he going to be all right?

There's a little purple nurple on the nipple.

Got a sunburn.

Finest rhythm?

Let's give him a stay, boys.

Sorry.

Ellen!

Holy moly.

Hey, you're home early.

Why are all the windows open?

Well, I air the house out in the afternoon.

And then leave?

Boy, boy.

Let me tell you.

You're lucky no one cleaned the place out.

Not that that would be a bad idea.

How's the baby?

She's fine.

Barbara always eats at three, then we go for a walk around the block, and hopefully she sleeps for 45 minutes.

I think I'll do the same.

Your tux is over there.

I had it pressed for the night.

Okay, thank you.

What about the mess in the kitchen?

Later.

Let me get Barbara to bed first.

Oh, brother.

Well, at least the mechanic has my car working.

Well, boy, I hate this doctor of the year malarkey.

Maybe you'll win this year.

Mark?

I'm not finished with that vacuum.

I thought you were going to take a nap.

I don't know if you have a vacuum.

I mean, this house looks like the day after the day after.

We don't live like this.

That's because everything gets put away before you get home.

You know, it's another world around here during the day, Mark.

It's my world.

It's my schedule, and I get along just fine.

So back off, okay?

I just wish tonight were over.

Every year, the Women's Auxiliary put us through this torture session.

One razor, more like hair razor.

One guy's a winner, and the rest of us look like jackasses.

Here, let me do these dishes.

Come on.

Well, let me help.

No, I'll do them.

You're tense.

No, I'm not.

Yeah, sure.

No, I'm not.

You know, I'm going to be Donald anyway.

I mean, he's one doctor of the year, two years running.

And now with this Ethiopia hanky ringer, why don't we just give him the damn thing for good?

Doctor of the millennium.

How long is the city going to have our front sidewalk all torn up, you know?

Until the sumas are there.

Boston wasn't designed to reach the 80s.

No, really.

Donald?

Yeah?

We've got to put the job harder for all these insurance courts.

Okay.

You okay?

Allergies.

Wish we didn't have to go to that awards dinner tonight.

I'm looking forward to it myself.

We're organized now that Catherine has replaced Mrs. Jesmer as head of the auxiliary.

Yes, but tonight's the last night that Halley's Comet will be visible to us.

Oh, it's supposed to rain.

I was born during Halley's last visit, 1910.

Certainly won't live to see the next pass.

Neither will I.

Color shows a certain fascination for me, as if, just as it's shown over my beginning, it'll shine over the end.

I'm not so sure.

Dr. Westphall, any word yet on who's being asked back for third year?

This goes up at 8 A.M.

in the morning, nearly.

God, you know, I love this fine old institution.

Okay.

By the way, I've been reviewing my funeral plans.

I'd like you to be one of the pallbearers.

Only to trust.

I see.

You're in one of those rooms.

I have to go back upstairs.

See you at the dinner, all right?

I don't need to be a bother.

You see, I got this lump on my head, and I think the pain's getting worse because of the smog.

You got smog?

Yeah, yeah, you see, I got more smog now.

It's the price I pay for my industry, all my people and their cars, and the jets bringing new arrivals.

My name's Boston, Massachusetts.

You see Elliot?

He's in one of the exams.

This is Boston, Massachusetts.

Who'd you think we were, Altoona?

Elliot, what's wrong?

Me.

Inferiority complex, defective thalamus, what are we talking about?

I can't take the pressure.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

You've got the national board tonight, don't you?

Fail these and you wash out of medicine.

Hey, we're all in the same boat.

Nobody knows who's going to be hitting the road next year.

Okay, what are four different types of breach position?

Frank, footling complete, and double footling.

It's not the test, that's easy.

Life is hard.

Then you die.

I yelled at a patient today.

So?

So I was mean.

I threatened to punch him in the nose.

I mean, I used to be such a nice guy.

This year I've become cold and cynical.

Look, Cali boy, getting a few calluses on your optimism is all part of becoming a doctor.

I never yelled at anybody before.

I was always considerate, you know?

There's nothing wrong with letting out the old primal scream from time to time, as long as you're justified.

You know, you've got to be cruel to be kind.

Otherwise, you're going to spend the rest of your life doing things for people you never really wanted to do.

Nobody will like me.

Look, you used to be the sweet roly-poly patoot.

You took everything personally.

Nobody respected you.

But now, now at least you're fighting back like David Horowitz.

Yeah, and now I hate myself.

Look, just concentrate on the boards, okay?

If this place has turned me into somebody I hate, who cares about passing?

Patient with gas, waiting for you in the ward.

I gotta hit the litter box.

Hi, Helen.

Hi, Helen.

Ms. Craig, be what's said.

What's the matter?

Can't you notice here?

Oh.

What's that?

It's a letter from Josiah Bartlett, chief of surgery, Boston General.

Why is he writing you?

He's inviting me to join the third year surgical residency program.

So long, Elliot.

When Halley's last appeared in 1910, people thought the churches, the real state of heaven, took anti-comic pills.

And Mark Twain was born when the Donald West appeared and had his presence.

Not only you.

I just know everyone's staring at us.

The.

Comet has long been regarded as a harbinger of death.

How about a little dance before dinner?

I'm just getting into hallways.

Oh, well, don't let us keep you.

No, please, go Rumble with your wife.

I shall return.

I.

Hate waiting.

Could be worse.

You could be a busboy.

Aren't you nervous about finding out if you made it third year?

Yeah.

If I think about it, I'll leave those ho-ho's.

Are you up for lunch?

You have tipped a Cannon?

No, Robert hates hospital functions.

Roxanne's having triplets.

Mrs. Swartzman.

Richard's out of town on business.

It's too bad, isn't it?

We work so hard all year, and then we finally get a chance to celebrate when we're alone.

Oh, I just so want to dance.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, great.

I'd love to.

Would you like to?

Do you, Froog?

Oh.

I already bought your piece.

Excuse me.

Maybe the next dance.

Well, call Morse for some deli-telling as usual.

Uh, lean pastrami, half pound chopped chicken with a...

And two bones.

Go.

You'll be late for the board, bud.

Big deal.

Elliot, which coli's fractured?

Fractured at the lower end of the radius of the hand and extensor.

That's right.

So long, Elliot.

Wayne, I need to talk to you.

Mr. Alexander.

Hi there.

Mr. Alexander?

No.

No, I'm not.

Look, I don't mean to cause any trouble or anything.

Being in Metropolis, I realize that my people come first.

But after six hours, I'm getting a little dizzy.

Hang in there, pops.

Yeah.

It feels like the Fourth of July back when Dr. Fiedler was conducting.

Maybe I'll just get a sip of water.

I was rated very high on the quality of drinking water.

After Portland.

Fountains on your left.

Right through those doors.

Yeah, okay.

Cubicle too, Mr. Alexander?

Wait, wait.

This is about my career.

Hey, all our careers are on the line.

You think you're the only one worried about being cut from the residency program?

I've been rattling Westphal's cage all year long now.

That's going to bite me in the butt.

Yeah, yeah.

Do you know what's behind this door?

God, man, I've never seen it open.

Hey, there, bye.

Maybe I can find the key.

Yeah.

Boston.

Boston, Massachusetts, Medford, Somerville, Burlington, okay, Rick Kaplan,

Kaplan, just step into cubicle three.

The doctor says you need a blood sample, a urine sample, and a stool sample.

Just take my shorts.

That's disgusting.

Man, get out of here.

Get.

Come on.

Go.

Suppose you think I'm going to pay you workman's comms because you were stupid enough to get hit by an I-beam, huh?

I bet they don't know I'm wrong.

I am, Nick.

No way.

Leave him alone.

You stay out of this.

Hey, man, I said leave him alone.

Give me some ice.

Yeah, pour some bourbon on it.

Go queue four hours on this.

Wayne, Wayne.

Okay, Boston General wants me to join their surgical program.

Probably just a maintenance job.

That's back there.

Well?

What?

Do I go to BG?

It could open new doors for me.

More money.

New doors?

What if it's a vault?

Actually, it's just a hop and skip across town.

On the other hand, if I stay here on home turf, I will be safe.

Right.

Why would they put a safe in ER?

Wayne.

Oh, great.

A shift is over.

So go?

You really think I should?

Well, why would you hang around here?

Maybe I better go ask Craig.

Okay.

But I, uh, usually just punch out.

I'll just call she and Mark.

I haven't called trouble.

They might not make it.

Did you happen to notice if the weather is in time?

I didn't see anyone with a wet umbrella.

Why can't I snooker down for a dance?

He doesn't need my permission.

My final opportunity to view Hallie's.

Oh!

You know that I, uh, went to the observatory last December, but, uh, couldn't see it in late, so.

If the clouds haven't moved in, then the comet should still be visible.

I think I'll call the weather bureau before Catherine starts a speech.

I don't know, maybe I shouldn't worry.

Poor man does need to save the mountain blacks.

Same women.

What?

Feel better?

No.

Mr. Massachusetts?

Boston, Massachusetts?

That's me.

Finally.

You here for a little urban renewal?

No, just my head.

Although now you mention it, my heart's a little weak, too.

I've been talking about tearing down the garden.

Do you need some help?

Sorry, just have a seat.

Just a minute.

Just a minute.

All right.

Let's get a move on.

He's the one.

He's the one.

He's the one.

He's not going to be on the hit.

Wait a minute.

You're not going to take him first?

Get out of the way.

I'll get you a cubicle, too.

I mean, it's just 2 O'clock.

That kid picked me up.

Who's that?

Get vitals.

Put them on the monitor.

Start a line.

D-5-W-T-K-O.

Can you hear me?

Blood in your toxicology.

Glucose, gases, lights, and CBC.

Post 100 respiration.

T-5-W-T-K-O.

T-5-W-T-K-O.

You're going to take me first, Dennis.

Let go of him.

Now.

Why now?

Babe.

Get him out of here.

Come on.

Go on.

For the night's over, I'd like my fellow members of the Women's Auxiliary Committee

to stand and receive the recognition that they so fully deserve.

Victor, now.

A little under-tressed, don't you?

Good power with Dr. Craig.

Hit him, Michelle.

Well, just let me get some advice.

I've got this friend who was invited to do third year at Boston General.

You don't got asked to go to BG.

Except, you know, this thing is dragging on so long, I'd be late for my shift in New York.

Listen, Phil, could you swim me by Craig some way?

Yeah, make her the valet for me, Craig.

And finally, it's time to present the award to our Doctor of the Year.

For his many years of service to our hospital, for his elevation of medical

care in this community, and for his ability to turn out some of the finest

residents of this country, the Women's Auxiliary Committee are proud to present

this plaque to St. Eligius, Doctor of the Year, Mark Craig.

Mark is absent this evening, but it's better to accept his award.

The last year's winner, Donald Westphall.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, I promise you that this speech will be like Mark Craig himself, short and to the point.

Mark is unlike most of us, I think, and a lot of people don't like him.

But in the years I've known him, I've come to realize that the part of the

man that gets under our skin is his desire for perfection in all of us, and especially in himself.

He challenges us.

I think to be our best, not to quit.

And he also challenges us to care.

So I think if there's anything wrong with the man is that he probably cares a little too much.

So to my friend, Mark Craig.

Boy,

that Chico really cracks my opinion.

That bandito had my car in the shop all week.

I'll have you at the garage in a jiff.

You've already gone by three stations.

Your club membership expired.

I've got to take you back to my home base.

You didn't even try to find the problem with my car.

This is your fault, Ellen.

You can't fix it without a club car.

What's his function?

Oh, Al, it's company for the dog.

How much further do we have to go?

I promised Al I'd stop for a Gainsburger at Walmart.

Okay, that does it.

Turn this rig around and take us home.

Well, what about the awards dinner?

Those bitties on the auxiliary make us dress in formal wear.

Hire a sitter, and we end up with the Beagle Boys.

Who cares about the flag?

I'd rather be home with Barbara.

Turn this thing around!

Of course, Jim.

Yeah, without a club card.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Just get us out of this neighborhood alive, will you?

That better have been the dog, Hal.

Helen, get the window, will you?

What's the matter?

Stomach bothering you?

I lost.

No, not necessarily, honey.

Someone would have called by now.

Hello, sir.

Sorry to bother you.

I'll take a few moments.

What are you doing here, really?

I got this from Boston General.

I know.

Josiah Bartlett called me.

A glass of milk, great.

I've got one.

Look, Sylvester and Tweety.

All right.

If you've got something to say, spit it out.

But first, swallow your milk.

I can't keep this.

The Domitian Craig-Gerbode mitral valvulotone.

I've had time to consider Dr. Bartlett's offer.

Before the list goes up tomorrow, I'd like to do the honorable thing.

I'd like you to scratch my name, so that some other surgical resident can have my spot.

Fine.

Before you start yelling, I'd like to give you my reasons.

You don't have to.

Boston General's high reputation speaks for itself.

Only a moron would turn down such a prestigious opportunity.

Not only that, ever since I examined your wife's genitalia, I've been afraid that you'd hold it against me.

Don't be silly, Ehrlich.

What do you mean?

You're asking me to stay?

No one appreciates the work of a good surgeon at St. Eligius.

Um, you're telling me to go?

Yes.

And how are you?

You're right.

Maybe I'm being hasty.

T minus 30 seconds.

You know, I never had a real home before I came to this hospital.

Nobody appreciated me, nobody cared.

Then you took me under your noble wing, like Phillip of Macedon did with Alexander the Great.

Like John Adams did with his son Quincy.

Like Bert Bacharach and Carol Bayer Sager.

Early.

You know, what I mean is I've changed my mind.

Can you keep me on that list?

Huh?

I never said you were in the first place.

What?

Could I at least have the Domitian-Craiger-Boney-Mitral-Valvular tone back?

Goodbye.

Wayne, lock a door in the wrong way of the key.

Jay and the Americans.

This is a quote from last Christmas.

Graveyard, 2-3.

I hate this shift.

Hardly any patients.

I thought that was the attraction.

I need something to do.

Take over my dream.

It's the 84 Olympics.

I'm running a marathon.

Alberto Salazar passes me.

He looks back.

He says, come on, Phil, time to waste it.

I get to the L.A.

Coliseum, but all the gates are locked.

I couldn't finish.

The old failure dream.

The old failure dream.

Wayne, you won't believe who I just saw.

Kathy Meyer.

Back to sleep, Phil.

You're still dreaming.

I'm going to get this open if I have to use dynamite.

What is so important about that door?

Don't you want to know what's in there?

Aren't you curious?

Only about who's on the list tomorrow.

Me too.

And do you know why?

Because we all went in D's after I made it.

No, because if we get dumped, we'll lose our fix.

What are you talking about?

I'm an ER junkie.

I mean, down here I meet rich, poor, young, and old people, Phil, you know?

Always unpredictable, exciting.

The rest of medicine's a graveyard shift.

Maybe to you.

What motivates you, Phil?

What's the challenge?

And what the hell is between this and this?

Fox trotting with you is certainly a long way from my days in go-go blues.

Yeah.

I think dancing is probably the best thing our generation came up with.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

The only way we can really get close to a woman.

Because your generation changed all that.

Yeah, I know.

Well, sexual freedom was certainly one of our top achievements.

What is it about hotels?

Freedom!

Really, away from your house.

It's okay to cut loose.

Sure.

Big beds?

Big bath time.

Room service?

Not to start signs.

When is it booked up?

Doesn't hurt to ask.

Sure you want to do this?

No.

Why not?

Hi.

Good evening.

Would you like to check in?

Certainly, sir.

Doctor of the year.

Well, congratulations, Dr. Craig.

It's nothing really.

Finally, the Barnaby House is always pleased to host you people from St.

Eligius.

Thank you.

How would you like to pay for the room, sir?

Well, um, I wonder if you couldn't just, um, send the bill to me over at the hospital.

Yes, sir, Dr. Craig.

Grant?

Can you see your comic?

Faintly.

Light pollution from the city blurs the view here at Dead Center.

Oh, I'm always so terrible with instruments.

Never found a single amoeba in biology.

I don't see a thing.

When beggars die, there are no comets seen.

The heavens themselves Blaze forth the death of princes.

Come on inside, it's getting late.

Tens of thousands of miles into space, returning every 76 years or so.

I came into the world with Halleys.

Catherine, I'm afraid to go to sleep.

I have this premonition that when Halleys leaves, I'll die.

You shouldn't have had that amaretto and cream.

We measure our days by the sun, our months by the moon.

Why not a life by a comet?

But ever since your liver cancer was diagnosed, you've gone from one half-baked

mystical delusion to another in the hope of a graceful exit.

You must get on with your life.

Dying will take care of itself.

Now come on inside.

The cancer won't get you.

Pneumonia will.

During the course of a man's life, he cultivates friendships and pleasures that he cares about deeply.

Then nature takes them away one by one, her way of preparing us for death.

Oh, my God.

Has the comet gone?

No, the havens are slugging each other again.

Boo-woo-woo.

Are you all right?

By the time, what have you got?

The scoots, I got to use them.

I had bad Chinese food.

Oh, hey, where'd you buy that Chinese food?

Hey, uh, how's that kid?

You know, the one with the cock burning?

Uh, well, his kidneys are shot from all the dope, and if it gets any worse, he'll probably need new ones.

That's too bad.

You know, now that I have this, this seat belt law in effect, fewer people die in car accidents than I mean.

Fewer organs, fewer organ donors.

Being a paramedic, you drive to a car accident, scoop up all the pieces and drop them off.

Only time you see people, they're screaming out their hits.

Like that kid.

I haven't always been a very good city.

You know, political corruption and race riots.

See, I did, I tried to do my share.

I provided, I provided playgrounds and parks and public schools and hospitals.

And all I asked, all I asked of the people was that they care for one another.

And that they didn't litter.

Well, there's always more that you can do.

No matter how tired you are.

And I better get back to it.

More.

That's right.

Baby, wake you up too?

Yeah.

Couldn't sleep anyway.

Oh.

I'm sorry you're lost, honey.

Donald's probably tacking that thing up in his office right now.

Boy, the way he shows those plaques off.

It's just a stupid award.

Well, at least I spared myself the ordeal of putting on a good face.

I hate losing.

Doctor of the Year, Ivy League Boxing Championships, Penn Debate Team.

You won the Cushing Left Anterior Descending Artery Award.

That was years ago.

And then no one from the hospital except Donald even showed up for the luncheon.

Given everything I had to my profession, I'm the best at what I do.

Well, then that should be enough.

It's not, damn it.

Do you know what it's like going through life knowing that you're not well liked?

Even you.

I don't have to like you, Mark.

I love you.

Why should you?

Who am I?

What have I become?

I hate it.

I hate it.

Mark!

What?

What did you do to yourself?

Oh, I'm all right.

You know, I realize now what I was feeling last night.

Yeah, I know.

Caught me by surprise, too.

You know, for the first time, I wasn't thinking about Tommy or Lizzie or some patient screaming in the night.

I just felt very happy without the guilt.

Shoot.

You know, I've always lived for the kids and my work.

Whenever I'd go to a party, I'd always feel like the odd man out, like there's a

big, thick piece of plastic between me and the rest of the world.

Well, I thought that was a masculine trait.

Mysterious, like you knew a secret the rest of us didn't.

The secret is that I was looking for something.

And the harder I looked, the further it got away from me.

What?

Myself.

I guess I wasn't looking in the right places, huh?

Donald, this is going to be a big mess.

People are already at the hospital buzzing around about this.

Why can't we have something we want instead of worrying about other people?

What if you're afraid of what you want?

What if you want a whole lot of things and everything's at cross purposes?

Call room service, I guess.

You can't get it open?

You said it was a good second story, man.

Need any help?

Oh, no, I'm fine.

Glad somebody is.

Here you go.

Could you take the next one for me, please?

Why should I?

I took the last one.

Because I asked.

Is there something wrong?

Look, the third year list comes out in 20 minutes, and I don't want to be hung up with some patient, okay?

No.

What do you mean, no?

I don't want to do your job.

And if I don't learn to say no, I'll end up doing things I don't want to.

Thanks a lot, Elliot.

You're supposed to like me better.

I did it for a moment.

Richard Briggs, please return to your room.

Richard Briggs, please return to your room.

Remember me?

Oh, yeah.

You know, for a city, I haven't always been a very good human being.

I spent my whole life avoiding doing anything for anybody.

If trouble would come, I would step to the left and be able to blow right by.

I thought it was pretty quick on my feet.

The truth is, I really shouldn't be on welfare.

I steal from the government and the kid steals from me.

It isn't right.

Maybe.

Maybe the chain can be reversed.

You'll make the cut, yeah?

Well, what if I don't?

Well, Fiscus asked me what motivates me to practice medicine, and I'll tell you.

My old man, he struggled to build his own business, to move us from the south side

of Chicago to Oak Park, to prove a black man could make it in this world, and to pay him back.

His son had to become a doctor.

You're doing all this so you won't disappoint your dad?

Let's just say the thrill of saving a life has never been as important as being the guy who could do it.

Everything for my dad.

I've been trying to beat the son of a gun in his own game.

Pretty weird, huh?

Look, I'll take the next patient.

No, he's mine.

But thanks anyway.

You're welcome.

I'm sorry.

I hate to keep bothering you.

That's okay.

I'd like to make a donation.

You can use the money.

Give my kidneys to that boy upstairs.

And my eyes for City Hall.

And my liver for Public Works.

And my heart for the Celtics.

Yeah, well, most of that is pretty impossible until you're dead.

You see, the world could have survived without Boston, Massachusetts.

But now, I want to help.

Someone stole my gun.

Where's the safety?

No!

No!

Did you ever get any sleep?

It was morning by the time we got back from the ortho pod.

How's your hand?

I'll get it.

I'll need that idiot paper boy.

Hi.

Just couldn't wait to show off the plaque, right?

Boy, Donald, you sure know how to run up the score on the opposition.

You'd think that after winning two of those things that you'd... Congratulations.

Nobody called to tell you?

No.

What did you do to your hand?

Let's get a cup of coffee.

Ellen, I won.

Cocker of the year.

Mark, that's wonderful!

Okay.

Okay.

Oh, good morning, Mr. Lesniak.

Mrs. Craig, special delivery.

I need a signature.

Lesniak, take a look at this.

Doctor of the year.

Artiest of solicitations.

Put out near your hand.

Oh, come on, man.

Oh, boy, oh, boy, I won!

I thought everyone hated me.

You know, we spend most of our lives hoping for recognition, standing on tippy

toes, trying to keep our nose above water, thinking no one sees you.

And so we dream of being happier, becoming better people, of better times,

and better places.

And sometimes, the dream comes true.

You made this possible, Ellen, and Donald, Barbara, not you, Lesniak.

My veins and my arteries are the mass transit system.

My brain is MIT.

I'm 46.1 square miles with a mean elevation of 50 feet.

Jackie, could you help me here?

We need vital stat.

Helen, give me an IV, normal saline.

No, I'm doing surgery.

All right, you can take this guy with you in a minute.

Wide open, Helen.

Let's start a central line, Ellie, and everybody move.

This is why I call you, y'all.

Each of you find a cup and a sound.

There's a lot of blood in here.

Let's get a Kelly in a chest tube.

How much is the pressure?

Dropping.

It's moving.

Who's to be eating this blood?

No blood sounds.

I'll have to intubate.

Okay, Helen, get a respirator.

Jackie, let's call Aurora.

We're going to start today.

Daniel.

Yes,

I'm still alive.

How about breakfast in bed, and then we'll see what the Havenhursts are up to.

Press me to see the miss, Wayne?

I have to know.

Through messing around.

What are you doing?

Gotta see if I'm missing something.

Wayne.

Open sesame.

Take care.

Figures.

Been running into them all my life.

Give me the stats.

I knew it'd get busy when I left.

BP's still falling right down 30.

How much blood in the chest today?

A liter and a half.

Hey, listen to the 30-year one-off.

Anybody want to come with me and see who got the ax?

We're busy, Erlich.

What's his crypt?

Mine's free.

He's bleeding to death.

It takes a lot.

He got a crack open his chest.

What about the OR?

No time.

Loves?

Takes a surgeon.

Yeah, right.

You might not have my expertise, but this hospital much longer.

Number 11 blade, get the ribs together.

Check on this working, the OR.

I wonder if any of this made third year.

The important thing is we made it through the first two.

Suction.

So.

Tormous to aorta.

Cross-clamp it.

Clamping.

Refib.

Uh-oh, rats.

Luther, get the internal paddles.

Wasn't this gang here yesterday?

You forgot to call clear.

I work fast.

You guys all right?

My pulse is 106 and Phil's pants are wet.

Still in B-pip.

Okay, again.

Clear.

Nothing.

Okay, I'm going to do internal cardiac massage.

Lidocaine 100 milligrams, bicarb, and apopepi.

Harder.

You want me to do it?

I had lots of practice pumping the muscle.

Can anyone see the new heart video?

Kelly, can you feel a false or white compression?

No pulse.

This guy's a mess.

Morning, loser.

You alright?

I need a little pressure.

What's going on?

They're trying to say false.

I feel a heart moving.

I have a pressure.

Where's the rhythm?

Sinus attack.

We did it.

All right.

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