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ANAESTHESIA

EMERGENCY ROOM

Ho, ho, ten points.

Mine, mine!

Score.

What's wrong with him?

They were driving behind a truck carrying rods.

It braked and the rods impaled the passengers.

The other crew will bring his wife.

-Hello, can you hear me? Hello? -How is my son?

Your son is fine, everything's okay.

Okay, what do we do?

There's no point in waiting. A quick CT scan and we take him to the OR.

Call the neurosurgeon.

-I'm already here. -You're an ER doctor now.

You stabilize the patient and send him to a specialist.

That's it. Make the call.

You should have stayed home for another week.

Are you surprised that I'm worried about you?

Listen, I feel fucking great. My results are perfect.

And your beloved Dr. Łazarz said I can totally go back to work.

If you're so worried about my condition, I know a few ways we could work on it.

I do not agree.

Not that I wouldn't like to, but Dr. Łazarz said

that you should increase your physical activity gradually.

But I don't really see the problem. I can lie still.

-A kiss, at most. -No, I don't want to kiss. Forget it.

DR. ŁAZARZ IS NOT AFRAID OF RISK. HE HAS A GIFT.

Come in.

Boss, I'm working on next week's schedule.

And?

And I don't know if…

I should put Dr. Łazarz on the roster for planned procedures?

-Is the patient ready for surgery? -Yes, Dr. Kutnik is already waiting.

So, what about the planned procedures?

We'll operate with the old team.

Dr. Łazarz has been assigned to the ER.

Yes, 18 days ago, but…

I thought it was just a punishment.

Really? You thought?

I do that sometimes, but it won't happen again.

There is as much arrogance in Dr. Łazarz as there is mercury in tuna.

He'll come back to us when he learns that we observe strict discipline here.

And there is no room for stardom.

Could we start the consultations right after the surgery?

That'll be in about two, three hours.

Yes, we can, but there's only one consultation.

What do you mean, one?

In the entire hospital?

Patients are choosing Dr. Łazarz. He is more willing to take them.

Kerrison.

Fortunately, medicine is not a competition. Right?

Doctor, what's the issue?

A metal rod through the right eye socket damaging the eyeball.

Then it goes through the right frontal lobe

and ends up at the brain lateral fissure.

Fuck me. I've never seen anything like this.

Me neither.

Here we have a hematoma in the frontal lobe surrounding the rod.

And here, a massive subarachnoid hemorrhage in the right lateral fissure.

Damage to the middle cerebral artery.

But you can see that the flow is preserved.

The hematoma temporarily blocked the rupture.

What do you suggest?

-First, a craniotomy. -I asked Dr. Milewski.

It's all right. Let the doctor tell us what he thinks.

Well, first we need to do a craniotomy, get to the potentially damaged vessel.

Assess its relation to the rod, and then slowly pull the rod out.

All right.

That's what I'll do. Thanks.

I should help him.

No, Łazarz. You're an ER doctor.

The wife of the guy with the rod.

Take her over there. Klaudia, help them.

Intubated, sedated with midazolam, blood pressure 90 over 60, pulse 126.

Open chest wound and a possible spinal cord injury.

We need a general surgeon, stat.

Possible pneumothorax and bleeding into the lung.

CT trauma scan and put her on a ventilator.

We need an urgent neurosurgery consult.

You can do it.

Make the call. Don't argue.

Okay, I'm on it.

A trial? Why?

We don't want to go to court.

What were you promised? Compensation?

For Mikołaj's death.

There's no amount of money that will bring you relief.

Five years ago, my son wasn't feeling well.

We went to the hospital.

It was just an appendicitis, but the doctor on duty downplayed it.

The appendix burst, sepsis set in, my son died.

It wasn't the appendix that killed my son, it was the doctor.

What happened to you is terrible.

And it's terrible that no one told you that you have the right to fight.

The worst thing is we wanted that surgery so badly.

We begged for it.

To take responsibility, you need to have knowledge of…

every aspect of the decision being made. You didn't have that knowledge.

You only had faith. Because someone promised you a miracle.

It wasn't your fault.

Okay, I relieved some pressure.

Absent murmur.

But I have to open her up, take care of the injured lung.

What about the spine?

The rod pierced the central part of the tenth thoracic vertebra.

It's about a centimeter from the spinal cord.

The fractured vertebral body presses on the spinal cord. Paresis.

The on-call neurosurgeon is operating. The others have scheduled surgeries.

Can't you do it?

No, I fucking can't.

Grzelka's fucking circus.

I'll dress the patient's wounds and I'll wait half an hour at most.

Then she needs to be operated on.

This isn't a prison, you can leave any time.

Am I not doing my job right?

You are.

You know that if I leave, Grzelka wins.

What is this, some kind of pissing contest?

Don't pretend you don't know.

Polish hospitals and their fucking caste system.

If you're not a professor or a head physician, you can do fuck all.

They drag me through the mud 'cause I'm better than others

instead of using that.

Maybe people just don't like you?

What am I? A Miss Polonia contestant?

If your life depended on it, would you rather be operated on

by a nice doctor or an effective son of a bitch?

Grzelka wasn't always like this.

He just distanced himself from people after his wife divorced him.

And he loved her very much.

But she was two-timing him big time with his assistant.

Unbelievable. He really had a wife and feelings, huh?

What does he have now?

A cat named Void.

I'm about to cry. I really won't be able to hate him now.

Doctor, they called from the neurosurgery ward.

Dr. Milewski needs your help.

But I'm not a neurosurgery employee.

They said it's very urgent.

Fine, you have my permission.

Go, before I change my mind.

What's going on?

Please, will you save him?

Be specific, talk to me.

I pulled out the rod.

Did you check the vessels around it first?

I did, but I damaged them anyway. I made a wrong move at the last moment.

Loupes.

Okay, I'm taking over.

There's too much blood. Help me.

-Suction. -Second aspirator!

I can't see anything.

Slowing down.

Too much bleeding.

Give me a vascular clip.

Give me the clip!

The heart stopped.

Let's resuscitate. Adrenaline.

Drape.

-I'm sorry… -Not another fucking word.

Time of death, 12:25 p.m.

I've never done anything like that before. I got lost.

That patient's wife is waiting downstairs. You'll have to operate on her soon.

Thoracic corpectomy. Transthoracic. Focus.

I can't do it.

Get a grip, man, you're a doctor.

She has to survive. That was her husband, and they have a son.

I'm begging you.

Operate with me.

I'll assist you.

What are you waiting for?

We have to go get the patient.

Hi.

-Hey. -May I?

Is something wrong?

-We were supposed to meet later. -I know.

Basia,

I can't do this any longer.

Just tell him.

Not now, when everything's falling apart around him.

-There'll never be a good moment. -Can you imagine how Franek will take it?

Do you really want to stay in a toxic relationship?

Baśka, it won't be good for your son.

When will he be back?

After school.

I'm asking about Dawid.

I don't know. In six months, I think.

He left you for six months.

After what happened, he needs to practice not to lose his touch.

Stop making excuses for him, really. Think about yourself, about us.

Stop trying to pressure me.

Mom, I'm home!

Mom?

Mom!

-Mom, are you here? -I'll go.

Mom!

Hi, Franek.

Where's Mom? Who are you?

I'm Tomek.

-Did something happen? -No.

Nothing's happened.

-Why so early? -They cancelled the second math class.

This is my friend from work.

Hi.

Tomek was just leaving.

Okay.

I'll make you some spaghetti.

Great.

Bye.

Are we going to see Dad?

Yes, of course.

You love Dad, right?

What kind of question is that?

Do you?

Of course, after all he's your dad.

And your husband.

Thanks for reminding me.

You're welcome.

The lungs are patched up.

Hemorrhage is under control, your turn.

I'm going to leave, if you don't mind.

I'm going to satisfy my wife sexually.

I don't want to hear that.

First, we'll remove the broken body of the tenth thoracic vertebra.

Ronguer, please.

Spinal cord decompressed. Prosthesis, please.

Suction.

Okay.

Tap it.

It's my first time at a surgery like this.

Now we'll stabilize the spine from the back.

Prepare the transpedicular screws. Let's close her up and turn her over.

Back up.

Okay. And higher.

We're drilling through the skin. Which vertebrae?

Eight, nine, ten, el--

No. Not ten. That's where the prosthesis is.

Eight, nine, eleven, twelve. This way we'll properly secure the fracture.

Image.

Go in more laterally, otherwise you'll hit the canal.

Okay.

Let's turn it.

Image.

Good. Let's pull it out.

Seven more to go.

-I wish I could be like you. -That's what my son always says.

Will you adopt me?

What are you doing here?

As far as I remember, you don't work here yet.

I called for Dr. Łazarz.

He helped me with a difficult operation.

Thanks to him, at least one person survived the accident.

My patient died.

Patients die every day.

But it's your fault.

Mine?

Didn't I tell you to reinstate Łazarz to work in our ward?

That's not your decision to make.

Dr. Milewski, the police and the son are here.

We have to inform him about his father's death.

DISTRICT COURT

No one controls them, they are becoming more and more brazen.

Many of them are sociopaths and washouts.

We can threaten the entire community.

Łazarz is guilty.

INVESTIGATION FILES

Another doctor? Are there no other criminals?

They are criminals.

So far, everyone I've accused has been convicted.

Have you been to therapy?

With all due respect to this office

that is none of your business, Your Honor.

I have evidence that Łazarz is dangerous.

Coming through.

Doctor!

What is it?

She was in the clinic and suddenly fainted.

Okay, I'll take her.

Hello, can you hear me? What's your name?

Czyż. Karolina Czyż. What happened?

You fainted. Are you in pain? Are you being treated long-term?

No, I've just been fainting recently.

-I'm being treated for my heart. -Your heart?

So these fainting spells are because of your heart.

Right? Hello?

Cardiac monitor and oxygen.

Hello?

Can you hear me?

-Did she take something? -Or she's mental.

-Calm down. -Let me go.

Calm down, lie down. Lie down, ma'am. Hello?

-She's fainted again. -What do we do?

MRI stat, toxicology and get a psych consult.

Sure thing.

Okay, she's breathing. Get me an OPA.

Where's the patient?

Still being tested.

She'll be yours soon.

How's Mateusz?

He still screams only when he sees you.

That's my raw animal magnetism, huh?

The fact that he hates you means he feels something.

That's a sign of the will to live.

Obviously. There's a fine line between love and hate.

Mrs. Czyż's MRI.

Looks like I didn't need to bother you. I'm sorry.

Here, in the temporal lobe.

The lesion is located right in the right hippocampus.

That's why you're fainting. It's not your heart.

So, what now?

Well, we'll have to inconvenience you a bit more.

We'll take a sample.

But you're in luck, because we have a special robot here for just such tasks.

No, I can't die.

Don't worry.

No, I have two small children.

Well. Then you have at least two reasons to fight.

I have a son, too.

How old is he?

Ten.

Same as my Kasia. The oldest.

She wants to be a space explorer.

Uh-huh.

The younger one, Lenka,

for now, she wants to be a tooth fairy.

And your son?

He wants to be like his dad, a doctor.

But a tooth fairy, that's a great idea. And the money's good, too.

We have to stay positive.

Everyone, the sweet moment has come. To celebrate, Ewa baked a cake.

At night.

Sugar-free.

Bravo!

Here you go.

To a new chapter in life.

-Bravo! -Hi. What's going on?

What's the occasion?

Daria is leaving us after six months of therapy.

-And she's not allowed to come back. -Well then… congratulations.

-I don't know if I can do it. -Stop whining. You'll do great.

Remember, if you have a compulsive attack, use a stimulus.

Any kind, thermal, pain. Strong enough to focus on it.

-You'll be fine, we've practiced it. -Like a rubber band snap.

Yes, a broken rubber is a very strong stimulus.

It can change your whole life.

Excuse me.

Don't mind him. He's a… neurosurgeon.

And now a piece for the doctor.

Small one.

Kasia, keep an eye out here!

-Coming! -Check if something happened to him!

What's wrong with him?

What's going on? Look at me.

It's gotten worse. Easy. Adam, hold him, the arm.

Phantom pains.

-Hey, Mateusz. -Anxiety attack. Jola, diazepam!

Okay.

Mateusz. You're feeling pain in a leg you don't have.

It's your fault!

Hold him.

It could be the fall. Pressure on the vertebra.

-Jola, quickly. -Yes, I'm here.

-Breathe. -Jola, quickly.

Yes, yes, yes.

What have you done to me?

Calm down, Mikołaj.

Mateusz, of course.

I'll take you for some tests.

I won't allow that.

We need to do an MRI.

But not now.

Let him calm down first.

Oh, so in Suwałki you listen to psychiatrists more than doctors, right?

Easy, just a moment longer. Hold on.

Was it a joke?

"He's a neurosurgeon, don't pay attention to him,"

was that serious?

That was a different situation. Don't compare them.

You can be an asshole in the operating room

if you need that to feed your narcissism.

But don't undermine my competence in front of patients I'm helping.

Okay, Professor.

And I don't know who that Mikołaj guy is that Mateusz reminds you of,

but focus, because that has a very negative effect on a patient.

Okay. Are you going to fucking scold me for intrusive thoughts, too?

No. But I'll give you some good advice.

Imagine that thoughts are like cars.

And you're not a dog.

You don't have to chase after each one.

You're not a dog.

Thanks, Mrs. Wilk.

Dawid.

I saw the MRI of Mrs. Czyż. Pathological change in the hippocampus.

Is she in the ward?

This is the perfect opportunity to use the robot.

Yes, I know.

-Have you talked to Grzelka? -Not yet.

Then talk to him. We need to help this woman as soon as possible.

I'm glad I caught you.

It's about a patient. Karolina Czyż.

Are you familiar?

Yes, I saw her results.

Right. And I could help with that. We have a robot.

It would be safer and less invasive. We wouldn't have to open the skull.

But we don't have to use the robot for that.

We don't have to, but why expose the patient

to the risk of complications and prolong the diagnosis?

Yes, I understand.

But you do remember that you're still an ER doctor?

See, here, there's a button.

You just have to press it.

It's a shame some people don't have one.

You'd be surprised.

But Dr. Łazarz said you have some kind of a special robot.

-Dr. Łazarz? -We do have a robot, that's true.

Dr. Łazarz can operate it.

Don't worry. We'll take the sample in a way that's best for you.

Have some rest. As soon as we choose the method, we'll let you know.

What was that?

I really don't understand why you don't want him here, sir.

I understand, but I'm surprised.

You're surprised?

Yes, because the longer you keep him away from the ward,

the more people think it's out of jealousy.

And after all, you have no reason to be jealous of him.

No worries, we'll start slowly, with a bottle for each of us.

Doctor.

I realize that your overblown ego needs constant feeding.

But please don't inflate it at the expense of my ward's patients, okay?

My ego?

Your overblown ego.

Doctor,

this patient's symptoms have been present for three months and are getting worse.

Any doctor worth their salt would look for the safest method of treatment,

but you do nothing but fortify your position with your own piss.

And you're a pain in the ass.

Gentlemen, whip out your wieners and let's compare.

Łazarz, where did that come from?

My son heard it at school once.

Good one.

Fortify with piss.

I'm gonna have to remember that.

-There you are. I couldn't wait. Hi. -Hi.

-Daddy! -Come here, champ!

Can I choose my bed?

Sure. Go ahead.

You coming in? Basia?

I need to tell you something.

Is everything okay?

I'm not staying. I'm going back to Warsaw.

Has something happened?

This should be your time with your son.

I thought this was our time together.

I'm with Franek every day. I need some time for myself.

You of all people should understand that.

But you know I missed you, too?

Franek!

I'm picking you up tomorrow, yes?

Basia. Wait, Basia!

Basia, can we have a serious talk?

What's going on?

Nothing's going on. I just had a tough week. I need to rest.

Is that so hard to understand?

You never wanted to rest without us before.

I guess I've changed.

Kiddo.

Do you know what's up with Mom?

I don't.

TOMEK: DID YOU TELL HIM?

Take them away!

Blood pressure was 220 over 110, pulse 150. No alcohol on his breath.

Kasia, a vial of diazepam.

They're biting!

-No alcohol on his breath… -Andrzej.

…because he stopped drinking. Delirium tremens.

-Calm down. -It's fine.

You're getting a shot, you'll feel a sting.

-Doctor, urgent call. -Calm down.

Go, we'll manage.

-Go on. -I've got him.

Leave me alone!

Andrzej.

They're biting…

-Take him to solitary. -Biting…

Wilk speaking.

Hi, it's me.

I asked you to call my cell phone.

But you never pick up.

Because I'm at work. Is it urgent?

It's about the appeal, don't forget the letter from the lawyer.

I won't.

How are you?

So-so.

It'd be easier if you brought me some of those happy pills.

I'd trade them for some peace and quiet.

He pissed himself.

Don't even joke about that.

Listen, I have to go.

Okay, bye now.

Where did you learn this?

At the Cormorant Sailing Camp '97.

I'll show you the photos when you're of age.

Too bad Mom left, right?

Mom is tired, she needs to rest.

Will you be living here long?

I hope not.

As soon as things get straightened out, I'll find a job in Warsaw and come back.

So, you and Mom are not having a crisis?

Where did you get the idea that we're having a crisis?

You left.

Mom didn't stay.

Hey, hey.

Buddy.

Is that what you're afraid of?

Franio, it's nothing like that.

I left because of work,

and Mom has the right to a free weekend.

That's all.

She'll go to the beautician.

Yeah. And get her nails done.

-And her eyebrows. -And her lashes.

That too.

Okay, break.

It's a boys' weekend after all, right?

So, what are we doing, what do you want?

A beer?

Forget it!

-A spitting contest? -I'm in.

For cash.

For dishwashing duty.

Test panel, chest X-ray, ECG and cross-match.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

What is it?

Prosecutor Jan Kozieł, we're coming to see you, Doctor.

But not for you.

So, it's a serious matter after all, right?

Exactly.

It'd be good if Łazarz was there. Can I count on your help?

I want to talk to him.

Of course.

I thought so. Thank you.

Hello. Yes?

Hello, Doctor.

I thought maybe it's time to bury the hatchet.

They've let me use the robot. Do you know what that means?

That I beat the Head Physician and I'll be able to operate.

Can I watch?

Not yet, Franio. As much as I'd like it, it's impossible.

-Will it take you long? -Oh, son.

You won't be bored with a book like that!

The best part is that I gave the medication.

-What is it? -I didn't prepare it.

Says her head is exploding. And that I'm poisoning her.

And that she won't take any more drugs from anyone but you, Doctor.

-Has she eaten? -I need to ask…

No. She hasn't eaten or drunk anything.

We'll increase her dose to 20. Later I'll give it to her myself.

Sure.

I have a favor to ask. Can you look after him? An emergency surgery.

Grzelka gave in. Congratulations.

-And this is your-- -Son. Franek Łazarz.

Talkative. Like his dad.

Hi, Jagoda Wilk, psychiatrist. Let's go to my office.

Well. Go, go.

What's that book?

-About the brain. -Oh, can I see?

Sure.

-It's cool, where did you get it? -From my dad.

Dad gave you a textbook for medical students?

Here's some paper. There.

Crayons.

Have you known my dad long?

Almost not at all.

Dad doesn't value psychiatrists, he thinks you're charlatans.

Right. He told me that at the beginning of our acquaintance.

-Your dad is very honest. -And you're still friends?

You know what, as a psychiatrist, I'm used to people often talking nonsense.

Would you like something to drink? We have great water from the dispenser.

-A fit in the common room. -Wait here.

You score the sausage, like chop-chop, with a knife, into a grid pattern.

Okay. Easy.

-Pillow. -Watch out.

-To your room. -Calm down!

-Stay calm. -Stay calm.

Move it, get a pillow!

It's better already.

-It's fine now. -He used to have three fits a day.

-Yes? -What's up?

-I'm picking up Franek in an hour. -Why? What happened? He's in good hands.

In the psychiatric ward? He called me terrified.

I know you have a patient, you're a doctor, but you're also a father.

Calm down. I'm sure nothing happened.

Anyway, when I'm done, I'll take care of him.

Besides, we had a great day today.

But it ended like it always does.

Doctor beats father.

Basia, I'm really needed here.

You know why you're not coming back?

Because you're afraid. Ashamed.

You want to avoid questions about your failure to be seen as a hero.

Good luck saving the world.

Fuck!

Hello.

Hello, sir.

Dr. Łazarz is still in surgery, we need to wait a moment. Have a seat.

You still let him do that?

Well, that's going to change.

How many patients of his have died here?

None here.

Ah, so he got scared.

Many of my colleagues mask their lack of experience and skills

with bravado and confidence.

Well, don't feel bad.

This man caused a patient's death.

Needle.

Pull it back.

Grzelka called you unprompted?

So, he came to his senses.

Right this way, Doctor.

Dawid Łazarz?

Yes, Doctor Łazarz.

Prosecutor Jan Kozieł. As per the court's decision, you're detained

as a suspect of a crime under Article 155 of the Penal Code.

-Causing a patient's death. -Excuse me?

Detain him.

Gentlemen, there's no need, really.

Cuff him.

Is this necessary?

-Come on, he's not a criminal. -Is that what you think?

You're going to be in for a big surprise.

What's going on here?

Fine.

Whenever I see that guy, I get the feeling that one day he'll come for me.

Shut up, Kott, okay?

Pack up, quickly.

-What's going on? -You're going back to work.

-That's in a week. -Change of plans.

I have a case for you. In a few minutes in the parking lot.

-…are you guilty? -Doctor, can you comment?

Have there been any charges?

-Can you explain… -Why were you arrested?

Subtitle translation by Ron Sawyer