All language subtitles for ER (1994) - S07E11 - Rock, Paper, Scissors (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 MONOLITH)_track3_[eng]

Previously on E.R.:

( sighing ):
I took two Vicodin.

Are you going
to tell Weaver?

I can't.

I think you have to.

I thought that we were really
hitting it off.

You're straight and...

I'm not.

Kynesha, who is this?

This is Tiny.

I hate the thought of her
being in my house alone.

Now she's bringing
friends over?

I'm sorry. That won't
happen again.

Peter, she's manipulating you.

There has never been
a more successful treatment

for your tumor.

If you believe that
and mobilize

your inner resources,
you're going to survive.

( phone rings )

Hello?

What?

Who is this?

Okay, tell me what happened.

Who is it?

Kynesha, slow down.

Hi, it's me,

What's wrong?

Did he put his hands on you?

All right, where are you now?

What intersection?

All right, no, no, no.

Just, uh, just wait
down there.

Yeah, yeah, I'll be down.

You're going?

She got into it
with somebody at
the halfway house.

She got scared
and took off.

Did she report it
to the manager?

I don't know.

I guess there's some kind
of problem there, too.

So where is she?

South Federal.

I thought that wasn't
a safe neighborhood.

It's all she knows, Cleo.

Peter, don't you think that
it's... a little strange

that she waited until
4:00 in the morning

to call us?

Yeah, but what do you
want me to do--

leave her out
on the street?

It's ten degrees outside.

You're never going
to get rid of her.

Hey.

Mark, go to sleep.

You feeling nauseous?

No.

Have a bad dream?

Please, Mark, you've
got to get your rest.

So do you.

You shouldn't be
walking around.

You could fall.

Good thing you're a doctor.

( sighing )

How long have you
been up?

I never went
to sleep, really.

No point worrying about it.

There's nothing you can do.

Gordon didn't say
anything else--

any indication why
this meeting was so urgent?

Just that Patterson's lawyers
called it.

It's probably not bad.

They want to talk.

Yeah, but what about?

You'll know soon enough.

( knocking )

Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
Hurry up!

Kynesha, what the...?

Go! Go! Go!

Hey, hey, open up!

Hey, right here, open up!
Open up the door!

Hey!

Go!!

You owe me, girl!

Hey! Hey!

Kynesha, what the hell
was that?

Just a bunch of fools--
used to be my friends.

I told them you a doctor.

Ain't nothing else

on this radio?

I don't understand.
You don't like the food?

The room service guy's
seen all my pajamas.

So we'll just
get up earlier.

Or we could sleep in
at my place.

Dr. Kovac, paramedics
are ten minutes out

with a ground-level fall,
possible hip fracture.

Can you take him?

Yeah.

I guess you're having
breakfast alone.

John, how'd it go last night?

With what?

Weaver. Did you tell her?

Right. Uh, I think
I'm going to wait

until after my midyear
performance evaluation.

When's that?

Some time today.

You're procrastinating.

You're nagging.

No, I'm being
your sponsor.

Which is different than being
my mother, don't you think?

Okay.

I've got Mr. Lambert
in Curtain Three
with fever and cough

Mr. Mohlsick in Exam One
with frostbite.

Carter, you've got an
evaluation at 11:00
in the lounge.

Yes, ma'am.

Don't be late.

No, ma'am.

So you want Mrs. Furtado
in chairs?

She has vaginal bleeding.

Yeah, she had it
last month, too.

It's called her period.
What else you got?

Roger Pilarsky's back.
He has abdominal pain.

Oh, no, again?

It's the cold snap.
It's below 20.

I know. Where is he?

Exam Two.

Like a "bishop" bishop?

Yeah. I think
he may have
confirmed me.

Whoa...

I started a line and gave him
four of morphine.

Sir, were you able

to get up after your fall?

He tried, but several
of us had to help.

I can speak for myself.

Peripheral pulse
is plus two.

I think you're supposed
to call him "Your Excellency."

"Bishop" is fine.

All right,
let's get him inside

and get him
into a gown.

All right.

You have a rear window
in stock?

Great, great...

All right, thanks.

That shower felt good!

Don't worry about
the window.

I'll pay for it.

With what?

I don't know-- something.

You know what, Kynesha?

You need to learn how to start
respecting people.

I respect you.

I called the halfway house.

They said you started a fight
and then took off.

I hate that place.

The lady that runs it
is a bitch.

Yeah, well, that's where
you live now

so you better try
to make it work.

Well, I'd rather
live with you.

We've been over this.

You can't stay here
indefinitely.

I could if you had
your own place.

Be a lot easier.

What do you think
you're doing?

Depends.
What you want me to do?

Kynesha, you better...

Where she at-- at work?

Hey.

It's all good.

I'm too tired
now, anyway.

Mr. Pilarsky, you haven't
stopped taking

your Mellaril,
have you?

No.

Okay, how long has
your belly been
bothering you?

A few days, but it's
definitely gotten worse

since I've been here.

He's afibril. B.P.'s 180/70.

Blood pressure's
a little high.

Are you upset,
Mr. Pilarsky?

Depressed, mostly.

I haven't had intimate contact
in 11 years.

It takes its toll
after a while.

Well, why don't we take
a look at your belly

and find out what
the problem is.

Oh... Oh, for
God's sake.

Connie?

( snaps finger )

Mr. Pilarsky, why do you
do this to yourself?!

I'm an only child, you know.

Are those ours?

Yeah.

Start a line,
draw a trauma panel

and set up the sonosite.

Never did get married.

You want a psych
consult?

No.

Put my career first.

Let's clear him
surgically first.

You want to catch a movie later?

You didn't get my message,
I take it.

No. Did something change?

The meeting was canceled.

We took a conference call
instead

and agreed on
a settlement figure.

Does that mean we've
accepted guilt?

It means the hospital's going
to take it in the shorts

to the tune of
$1.5 million.

But our insurance
will pay that.

And so will we,
with sky-high premiums.

It could easily have been
much worse.

Don't make it out
like we're getting
off cheap.

She didn't pay a dime.

There was a
general recall

on the endoscopic curettes
that you used.

I don't remember having
any trouble with the curette.

Nonetheless,
there was a recall.

We also signed
a confidentiality
agreement

keeping the details
of the suit private

so you can't speak to anyone
about it.

But there was nothing faulty
with the equipment.

Apparently there was.

And the manufacturer
has deeper pockets.

( chuckling ):
But that's wrong.

Look at it as a gift.

We pay out the nose
and you get a little ding

at the National Data Bank.

How lucky is that?

...and then my parents
went through this whole
charismatic phase

but... but they're still
pretty Catholic.

So what religion do they
practice in your country?

This is my country, Dave.

Right. That's not
what I meant.

That's smooth.

Excuse me.

I need...

Fill out your name
and complaint...

No. I need a laxative.

Amira, why don't you get
an emesis basin for Miss...

( gagging )

Never mind.

I'm sorry,
I'm sorry...

Okay, why don't you just
take a seat right over here?

My stomach hurts.

Thank you very much.

I just need to go to
the bathroom and I can't.

Hold on. Do you want
to tell me your name?

Anne.

Anne, I'm Dr. Carter.

Has anything like this ever
happened to you before?

It started on the plane.

From where?

Texas.

You just flew in?

Did you eat
anything unusual?

Airplane food.

Well, that could do it.

Why don't we get you
in a room

and see if we can't
find out what's
going on with you.

Oh, my God! It's blood!

I'm going to need a little
help over here!

Did you land on your side
or on your back?

On my keister.

Several small children
found it amusing.

We were quite
worried.

Any tenderness here?

Not so much.

Joe, you're making
me nervous.

Go get yourself
a cup of coffee.

Please.

The last thing I need
is an entourage.

Any physical conditions
I should know about?

Osteoarthritis.

Runs in the family.

Are you currently on
any medications?

Tylenol.

And the occasional
glass of wine.

Where are you from?

You have an accent.

Croatia.

Ah.

Any numbness in this area?

No.

Do you have a primary care
doctor I should notify?

( chuckling )

He's... playing golf
in Arizona.

Okay.

Someone will take you to X ray.

Would you like anything
for pain?

I have a high threshold.

Croatia is a very
Catholic country.

Yes.

Are you Catholic?

No.

That's it-- that's all
you're going to tell me?

She got into a fight
at Creekside, took off

and went to hang out
with some friends.

So this whole "I was attacked"
was blown out of proportion?

A little.

Did you take her back
to the halfway house?

Uh, not yet.

Then where did you
take her?

Well, she-she needed
to take a shower.

Uh... Cleo, it's just
for the day.

That's what you said when
she stayed three weeks.

I'll handle it.

Small Mallory-Weiss
tear.

No active bleeding, though.

Temperature's higher--
102.

Ooh... wait.

Foreign body obstructing
the gastric outlet.

Okay, grasper.

Reminds me of one of
those big claw things

they have at the arcade--
what do you call them?

"Big claw things."

Got it.

Okay, slowly extracting.

B.P.'s rising. 160/100.

Up...

Up...

And out.

Pulse is 140, B.P.'s high--
240/100.

Is that a condom?

( sighing ):
Probably cocaine.

Uh, must've leaked.

I need phentolamine
and esmolol drips,
50 grams of charcoal

and four of Atavan,
in case she seizes.

She's a drug mule.

Hey, Kerry, I just heard
that Roger Pilarsky

was treated for
a self-inflicted injury?

Yeah, with a pair of our
suture scissors, no less.

You sent him home?

It was superficial, didn't
breach the peritoneum.

Don't you think there
should have been

a psych consult first?

He's a frequent flyer--
he has a new injury
every week.

Could be part of
an accelerating pattern.

Look, he's never had
a serious suicide attempt.

Your department's
refused to admit him

on three separate occasions.

He tried to harm himself.

We're supposed to be called.

All he wanted was
food and company.

Frankly, I thought
you'd be grateful.

Kerry, I...

I think that we should not let
what happened between us

interfere with patient care.

What?

We're both professionals.

Excuse me.

I-I did what I thought
was medically appropriate.

And it had nothing to do
with the fact

that you've been avoiding me?

It doesn't, and I haven't

but if you'd like me
to call you

every time someone
the least bit disturbed

comes into the E.R.

you've got it.

Thank you.

Hey, where'd you
really fly in from?

South America?

Belize.

Well, you're lucky it
didn't pop at 35,000 feet.

You might have died.

Maybe that would have
been better.

Hey, you mind, uh, telling me
how you got into all this?

I was robbed.

They took everything--

my money and my passport,
my clothes, even my shoes.

So you decided
to smuggle drugs to get back?

I met this man.

He was very nice to me.

He said he would help.

All I had to do was stop here
in the United States for him.

( sobs )

But you knew what
he was asking you to do.

I just wanted to go home.

That's all.

I wanted to go home.

( crying )

That whole celibacy thing

was always the sticking
point for me, though.

Yeah, me, too,
but I got over it.

Yeah, well...

Hey, Dr. Kovac, did you know
that St. Peter was married?

Anyway, I should get going.

It was nice talking to you,
Bishop Stewart.

Same here.

You have a lot of
degenerative changes

but no fracture.

There will be
some bruising

but the worst of it should
be over in a few days.

Yeah, I know the drill.

You fall a lot?

Damned arthritis
makes me wobbly

especially when
it's cold.

Ever use a walker?

Now, that would really cramp
my style, don't you think?

Might save your hips.

The last time I had
a flare-up

my doctor put me
on this I.V.

Gave me some
kind of steroid.

Solumedrol?

That's it.

That stuff worked wonders.

You realize it's
a temporary fix?

I'll take whatever
I can get.

Just so it gets me
through the hard bits.

Okay.

I'll give you the solumedrol
if you promise to use a walker.

What, are we negotiating?

Not really.

Do you want the steroids?

I'll use a cane.

Yosh.

125 milligrams
of solumedrol

for the bishop

and order a cane
from central supply.

You've got it.

What was your confirmation name?

Mihael.

After the patron saint
of the sick.

How appropriate.

"On occasion, he
has questioned the
decision-making

of more senior physicians
in critical care settings."

Yeah, I have a more
detailed list, if
you're interested.

Probably not.

Inter-personal skills

how you deal with patients
and staff, all excellent.

In fact, it's hard to
find fault with your work.

Really?

You've made
a remarkable comeback

from a serious
addiction

and I think I speak for everyone

when I say
that we're proud of you.

Thank you.

Good. We're pretty
jammed up out there

so unless there's anything
else you want to talk about

just sign the
bottom of the form.

Is there something you
want to talk about?

Sorry, multi-victim trauma.
We're going to need everybody.

Seven-year-old
hit in the crosswalk

by a pickup
doing at least 30.

Complains of chest pain
and shortness of breath.

Tachy at 120. B.P. 90/60

Hi, honey, can you
tell me your name?

Amy. Where's my mom?

Next ambulance.

Take a breath, Amy.

Does your tummy hurt?

No. Is my dad okay?

We'll find out as
soon as we've finished
taking care of you.

Let's go, we need a
chest tube on the left.

Julie Hembree, 32 years old.

Chest and abdominal
pain on the right.

I thought there were
three patients.

Father was D.O.A.
at the scene.

Systolic of 80 in the field.

Up to 100 after a liter.

Where's Amy?
Where's my husband?

Ah!

Sorry, looks like it
might be a rib fracture.

Okay, she needs an ultrasound.

Let's get surgery
down here.

Mandy, can you push
the cholecystectomy
to next week for me?

Sure.

These are lovely.

Glad you think so,
they're for you.

From Dr. Greene?

Yes.

( phone rings )

O.R.

Hold on.

Dr. Corday, they need
you downstairs.

I'm on my way.

Should I put these
in your office?

Please.

Mr. Patterson

what are you doing here?

Oh, I came to see you.

I'm afraid I've been called

to the Emergency Department.

Well, I'll ride down with you.

Okay.

Please allow me to say

that I feel terrible
about what's happened.

Which part?

Me being crippled
or you getting sued
for malpractice?

My concern was for your
situation, not mine.

Yeah, it doesn't really
compare, does it?

Strange how it all comes down
to faulty equipment.

My lawyer tells me
I can't really blame you.

But I can't quite forgive you,
either.

Imagine I'll always remember
your face.

I wonder whether
you'll remember mine.

TAKATA:
Who gets the O-neg?

OLIGARIO:
Start in Trauma One.

Dr. Corday!
Weaver needs that in Two.
Mr. Patterson.

They need you
right away!

I'm really sorry.

Yeah, go, go.

I'm so sorry.

What is it, Connie?

Auto versus peds,
mother and daughter.

Any critical?

The kid in Trauma One
looks pretty bad.

Where's Benton?
I don't know.

What have we got?

Blunt chest,
hemopneumo on the left.

Did you scan the belly?

It seemed pretty benign.

CORDAY:
Where's ultrasound?

Next door.

Why don't you just examine her
first?

AMY:
Where's my mom?

Why don't we take this
collar off, Amy?

You'll feel a lot better.

KOVAC:
Okay, one percent with epi.

Sats are down to 82.

Put her up
to 15 liters.

Ten blade.

How's the abdomen?

CORDAY:
Nontender, but I can't clear her
until we have an imaging study.

Ow, that hurts!

Amy, it's okay.

Do you want to intubate?

No, let's wait
for the chest tube.

Green zone on the Broselow.

Okay, curved Kelly.

I want my mom!
CLEO:
Slow breaths, Amy.

Slow, deep breaths.

Pressure's down to 60.

She's bleeding out.

CORDAY:
We need to intubate now.

Let's premedicate
with atropine.

Dr. Corday, Dr. Weaver
needs you right now.

KOVAC:
Okay, let's keep up
with the blood loss.

Kerry, you need me?

Rebound and guarding in
the right upper quadrant.

Looks like a
surgical belly.

Please, how is she...
my daughter?

I'm afraid there's some
bleeding in the chest.

What does that mean?
Is she okay?

She's stable for right now,
but it is serious.

And what about my husband?

Is he here, too?

Oh, God, no.

Hey, we don't know anything
for sure yet.

We've got a liver laceration.

You have some
internal bleeding

from the abdominal injury.

We'll need to get you
up to the O.R. right away

so that we can
stop the bleeding.

Type specifics up.
Squeeze in
two units.

Carter, call the O.R.,
tell them we're on our way.

Connie, get her upstairs.
Let's go.

Over a liter
out on the left.

Get another two
units of blood.

CLEO:
Push the etomidate,
we need to tube her.

No, wait. Just
bag her for now.

Bring your patient in here.

I'm red-lining her to the O.R.

Luka, we're hardly
maintaining pressure.
What are you doing?

Her daughter should
see her first.

Please, I want to see her.

This woman has a critical
liver laceration.

How much blood
do you have?
Four units.

You'll be just fine.

CORDAY:
Listen, her systolic's
down to 80!

Okay, get two pressure
bags for the blood.

CLEO:
Push the etomidate,
then the sux.

Amy?

It's Mommy.

You're going to be all right.

They're going to take
me to surgery now

but I'll see you real soon,
okay?

CLEO:
She's out. Five-and-a-half tube.

Amy?

CORDAY:
That's it, we're going, now!

CLEO:
Crichoid pressure...

JULIE:
Amy?

CLEO:
Right there.

I'm in, bag her.

Okay, call X-ray for
a portable chest.

Good breath
sounds bilaterally.

Pulse ox is up to 92.

Set up a vent.

FI-02 100%

rate of 20.

KOVACS:
Lost her pulse.

Starting compressions.

Charge the paddles to 100.

Get another eight units
from the blood bank.

Keep pouring it in.

ABBY:
Charged and ready.

Clear!

This the ex lap?

CORDAY:
Yes, still a little
shocky after five liters.

Did you give F.F.P.?
Not yet.

What are you waiting for?

We were rather busy.

Any chance you'll be doing
an atrial-caval shunt?

I won't know until
I open her up.

It would help if I knew
what you were planning.

Yes, well, when I decide,
I'll tell you.

Shirley, I think
Anspaugh's in the lounge.

Can you ask him to assist?

He's ready to go on
a fem-pop in four.

Any other attendings around?

They're all scrubbed in.
It's just you on this one.

Give another epi.

Sats are down to 70.

Two more liters
out of the chest.

Okay, autotransfuse
and hang another two.

She's losing it faster
than we can give it.

KOVAC:
Okay, holding
compressions.

P.E.A., rate of 49.

Okay, set me up
for a pericardiocentesis.

Take over here.

You think she's in tamponade?

KOVAC:
It's her last chance.

We're treating P.E.A.
Give me the
alligator clip.

Watch for any injury current.

There, back off.

Anything in the pericardium?

Nothing.

Resume compressions.

What's this?

I called for
a consult.

I'm admitting her.

Why?

Danger to self.

Does the pound of cocaine she
swallowed figure into this?

It wasn't a pound,
and we're not obligated

to report drug use
to the authorities.

But I'd imagine in the
case of drug smuggling,
we'd make an exception.

She's not a dealer.

She's a kid.
She made a stupid mistake

and she almost got herself
killed.

Maybe, but she's
not suicidal.

What's your problem, Kerry?

What?

She's 18 years old.

Could you excuse us, Dr. Carter?

Her going to prison isn't going
to, uh, benefit anybody.

Excuse us.

Don't you ever talk
to me like that

in front of a
resident again.

I wouldn't have to
if you didn't insist

on interfering with
my admission.

She's an E.R. case.

Which I was called into.

I'm admitting her.

Agonal rhythm, rate of 29.

KOVAC:
Has she had two
doses of atropine?

CLEO:
15 minutes ago.

ABBY:
What about thoracotomy?

KOVAC:
No, she had
a fatal injury.

Probably tore
her aorta.

That's it.

Asystole.

Call it.

Time of death, 1:47 p.m.

( distant yelling )

HALEH:
Paramedics just brought in
another trauma.

We need a doctor in here.

( yelling continues )

I've got it.

MAN:
Let me out of here.

I've got to, I've got to go!

Let me... out!

PICKMAN:
Kevin Poole, 42 and very drunk.

Under police pursuit until he
plowed into a concrete column.

Needed the jaws of life
to pull him out.

Vitals stable.
He's feeling no pain.

Okay, settle down!

Huh?

I'm Dr. Kovac.

We're going to examine
your injuries.

I need you to stay calm.

What injuries...?

Ooh, lovely.

Why were the police chasing him?

Hit and run, took out a whole
family in a crosswalk.

They come here or Mercy?

Here.
POOLE:
Let me out of here.

I've got to,
I've got to go!

I've got to find my wallet.

We're going to put
a tube in your nose.

You want me
to numb him up first?

No, just hold his head still.

( yells )

Swallow, sir.

I can spray the back
of his throat.

Just keep swallowing.

( yelling continues )

Hey.

What's good?

What's wrong?
You ain't hungry?

Hi, Kynesha.

Who's she?

BENTON:
This is Adele Neuman.

She's a social worker.

Nice meeting you.

I thought
you called me down here

so I could be with you.

Kynesha, I'm trying to find you
a permanent place to live.

I have a husband and wife
in Riverside

who are both
African-American

and they have two
other foster children your age.

I thought you said
you cared about me.

I said I care
about what happens to you.

Yeah, right.

You're only doing all this
'cause of Jesse.

You think
I don't know that?

That's not true.

And I know that bitch Cleo

don't like me!

Kynesha!

I knew that from jump street.

Kynesha, you are underage

without any means to
provide for yourself.

Now, it's either
foster care

or becoming a ward of the state.

Which would you prefer?

Fine. You don't want me,
I'm gone.

Kynesha... Kynesha!

Just let me take
it from here.

She's got a stage-three
stellate fracture

into the deep parenchyma.

More suction, Shirley.

Canister's full.

Well, change it.

She's oozing all
over the place.

How about platelets?

Already gave them.

Well, you need
to correct her
coagulopathy.

P.T. and bleeding
time are normal.

It's your problem,
not mine.

All right. Right.

I-I'm going to try
and pack the liver and get out.

Okay, uh...

gel foam, penrose.

Come on.

( alarms sound )

B.P.'s dropping, 90/60.

Dr. Corday

you have to control
the bleeding.

The injury is too extensive.

Maybe I can get caval control.

Um...

um... bovie, pickups.

I can't maintain her vitals
unless you get hemostasis.

I know that!

She's lost another liter.

Two more
going up on the infuser.

Call. Call for six more.

B.P.'s still dropping.

Heart rate up to 120.

There's too
much blood
in the field.

I can't isolate the vena cava.

She's bleeding out.

Get Romano.

I don't know if he's available.

I said get Romano!
Get Benton! Get somebody!

Come on! More laps!

( groaning )

How's he doing?

Blood alcohol
level is .35

but he's stable.

You're under arrest

for vehicular manslaughter,
Mr. Poole.

What?

Morrison's pouch is dry.

Liver intact.

Three D.U.I.'s, revoked license

and the idiot
still gets behind the wheel.

Let me out of here, damn it!

Sir, you have to hold still.

His spleen looks good.

( groaning )

She said stop.

All right, what have we got?

M.V.A. with a
lot of ETOH.

No free-fluid?

Hemocrit is 42.

Excellent.

Sir, does it hurt here?

Who the hell are you?

Okay, how about here?

( yells )

All right,
some periumbilical tenderness.

Okay, let's call radiology,
order a C.T.

You think it's necessary?

Yeah, well,
it's hard to assess them

when they're drunk like this.

I like to be sure.

Hi, it's Abby
in the E.R.

Yeah, I can hold.

How'd it go?

The evaluation
went very well.

And?

What?

Forget it.

Well, I didn't get a chance.

You interrupted
with the big trauma.

Forget it.

Yeah, hello.

What's going on?

Sorry. Can you hold on?

With what?

With you and Carter.

Nothing.

You seemed
like you were fighting.

We were.

I would tell you

but it's a privacy thing...
his, not mine.

Oh.

Hi.

Yeah, Benton's on his way up
with a blunt abdominal trauma.

This better be good.

Liver fracture with
uncontrolled hemorrhage.

You called me out of a lunch

because you can't
tie off a liver?

B.P.'s 80/40, pulse rate 120,
ten units already in.

Shirley, set up
the Argon beam.

I tried to get caval control,
but I couldn't...

Did you try
the Pringle maneuver?

You learned it in grade school

Dr. Corday.

Ligate with 4-O chromic

while I occlude
the hepatic artery. Get out.

Argon's ready.

All right.

I'll coagulate the
parenchymal surface.

You tie off
the vessels.

Robert...

Not now, Lizzie. Get to work.

It would be best
if you had another assistant.

Make yourself useful and sew.

Robert, I'm sorry, I can't stay.

I'll send in a
surgical resident.

Where do you think
you're going?!

I'm sorry.

Lizzie, get your ass
over here now!

Damn it.

Mark?

Hey, Luka.

Need some help?

No, no, I'm fine,
thank you.

So, what are you
doing here?

Radiation therapy,
every day for six weeks.

Elizabeth's giving
me a ride back

but she's stuck
in surgery.

Dr. Chen still
out on leave?

Yeah.

You coming back
to work soon?

Next week, I hope.

Wow, fast recovery, huh?

Yeah, speed of light.

I heard you were
doing immune therapy.

As soon as the tumor vaccine's
ready.

So, everything okay around here?

Okay as ever. Don't worry.

I don't, honest.

Life's too short, you know?

I know.

So, how are you, Luka?

The same.

Good to see you.

You, too.

Who?
Where is he?

The bishop.

I think he went
to Trauma One.

What for?

To give someone
their last rites.

Stewart:
Are you truly sorry
for all your sins?

What happened?

He crashed
during C.T.

There's a large
intra-abdominal
hemorrhage.

Yes!

There's stranding
of the mesentery.

It's a slow leak
from a small artery.

I can't hear you...

Blood bank is sending
two units.

All right, have them crossmatch
another six.

Pressure is 60.

...I absolve you
of all your sins.

Put him in Trendelenburg.

He needs a central line.

Let's get an eight French

trauma kit. Let's move.

Okay, prep
for a subclavian.

Sats down to 75.

He's not moving any air.

Bag him.
I'll intubate.

You should leave.

Don't go!

Okay, one of Pavilon,
100 of Sux.

I need a sterile drape in here,
people.

Come on. Let's move!

Hey. You taking off?

Yeah.

I know a guy
playing in a
blues club later

if you're interested.

No, I think I'm
just going to go home.

Maybe tomorrow.
He's going to be
here all week.

Hey...

I need to talk to you
about this Weaver thing.

Look, nothing really happened.
I threw them up.

Carter...

I know I'm fine,
you know I'm fine

Weaver thinks I'm fine

so why give her
any reason not to?

I don't know.

Maybe you could take that up
with your next sponsor.

What?

I don't want to be
your sponsor anymore.

Whoa, where's
that coming from?

I care about you, and I care
about your recovery

but I can't keep saying
the same things over and over

because it's hard enough for me
to do it for myself.

You serious?

Yeah.

Fine. I'll get
another sponsor.

Okay.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Dr. Finch, you lose
your compass?

I'm here to see
Julie Hembree.

Oh, one lucky lady.

A Pringle maneuver,
courtesy of yours truly

kept her from bleeding out.

I thought Corday
did the surgery.

Mmm, long story.

I'll tell you
over cocoa sometime.

She's all yours.

Mrs. Hembree?

You were one of the
doctors for my daughter.

Yes.

Is she all right?

Amy was hit in the chest
at a very high speed.

I know. I was there.

She needed help breathing,
so we intubated.

We gave her transfusions
to treat the blood loss

but despite all that,
her heart stopped beating.

No...

We used intravenous drugs and
shocked her heart for an hour

but her injuries were
too severe...

No...

and she died.

No!

I'm so sorry.

No!

Ma'am

with the type of injuries
she had

and the massive blood loss...

No!

I'm sorry.

No! No!

Calm down.
Just calm down.

I'm sorry.

I'm going to have you
take Prednisone

for the next four days.

Bishop, our car is here.

Thank you.

I'll be right there.

What happened to Kevin Poole?

The drunk?

He died on the table.

At least he found absolution.

You don't believe that.

He ran down a family
in the street.

The mother is upstairs
in surgery.

I see.

And does that make him

any the less worthy
of salvation?

He was more afraid than sorry.

Yes, but he found God
in his final moments

and he asked for forgiveness.

So any fool can get into heaven
if he is scared enough

to say he is sorry
right before he dies?

Dr. Kovac, everyone
deserves to be comforted

in their darkest hour.

Too bad you weren't there

to comfort
the little girl he killed.

I didn't need to be.

God was there.

Was he?

You should arrange to see

your doctor this week

and use the cane
for stability.

Okay...

Haleh, I am out of here.

Good night,
Dr. Weaver.

Good night.

Hey, can I give you
a hand with those?

Uh... thank you.

You going home?

Yeah, shortly.

Do you have
a minute to talk?

Of course.

In there?

Okay.

Look, if
you're concerned

about what happened,
you don't need be.

I respect your judgment
enough...

A couple
of weeks ago

I took some Vicodin

out of a patient's
prescription bottle

and I swallowed them

and then I went
into the bathroom

and I stuck my finger
down my throat.

Did you...

successfully expel them?

Yes.

( sighs )

I don't know why I did it.

I really don't.

I just found myself...

doing it.

Just thought you should know.

I appreciate you telling me.

I'll see you
tomorrow, Carter.

What are you going to do?

Give it some thought.

Meanwhile, keep going
to your meetings.

CORDAY:
I can't believe
you waited.

I thought you would
have taken a cab.

Well, I thought you
could use some company.

How is that?

Are you all right?

Yeah, you should've
seen me an hour ago.

I could've danced a jig.

How did the meeting go?

Oh, uh...

Oh, we settled,
rather cheaply...

... um, something
to do with a recall.

Great.

Shall we go out
and celebrate

get a bite to eat?

What, with you like this?

Or we could just, uh...
go home, take a nap.

I don't feel like
celebrating anyway.

You're off
the hook.

It's okay
to be happy.

I can't.

It was my fault,
Mark.

Elizabeth,
we're not saints.

We just try
to get it right
as often as we can.

I don't want to talk
about it, okay?

Elizabeth...

Mark, please.

You know
what I noticed?

What?

Amy's shoes.

They were brand-new.

When she woke up
this morning,
she had no idea.

Yeah, it's always harder
when they're young.

Yeah, so what am I
doing in pedes?

You're good at it.

You know what
I want tonight?

Climb into a hot bath,
get in bed

and be taken care of?

I won't hold you
to the last part.

Aaaah...

( Benton chuckles )

Oh, my God.

Look what she did
to my house.

Benton:
It's okay.

I'll take care
of it.

No, it is not okay!

Look at this!

I know.

I'll take care of it.

Hi.

Oh, hi.

I was about to leave,
if you want the table.

Oh, no, actually

I called your office
and they said you might be here.

I was hoping that we could talk.

I don't know, Kerry.

We've already talked
a lot today.

Look, I know that
it's been tense between us

and I really don't
mean it to be.

I'm sure it'll pass.

Kim, I want you to know that
I respect you as a colleague.

Today notwithstanding.

I miss you.

Well, that'll pass, too.

In a few weeks

we'll just be friendly
coworkers all over again.

Yeah, I've been thinking, and
I'm not sure that's what I want.

You have a good night, okay?

Kim, please.

I'd like you to stay.

Look, I know you might not want
to hear this right now...

but I know it's been rough,
with everything...

between us.

I'm not easy.

I haven't been there

for you...

not the way
you've been there for me.

I've never worked

at being with someone.

I've never even wanted to.

But I want to with you.

I love you.