02x15 - The Devils Workshop

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Previously on "Code Black"...

Is he gonna die?!

Do you want it straight? Or do you want doctor talk?

I want it straight.

What's your name?

Ariel.

I'm sorry.

What?

We couldn't save your father.

Shut up! Shut up!

[Sobbing]

You can come closer if you want.

Can you hear it?

Yeah.

I hear you, Daddy. I hear you.

Dr. Rorish? Do you remember me?

Ariel?

Can I talk to you alone for a second?

[Indistinct conversations]

So you still haven't found the aunt?

Not yet. She's either dead, or she doesn't wanna be found.

Thank you.

[Door closes]

Ariel has had a lot of trouble the past two years.

Two stints in juvie, a group home, two foster families.

You didn't know?

Well, I sent her a couple e-mails to see how she was, but we lost touch.

[Stethoscope thuds]

So what happens now?

Well, she goes back into the system until we can find her another family.

That's not gonna happen.

If we find another one.

Look, not many people wanna take in a 14-year-old girl, let alone one with a record.

She's just a kid.

She needs someone to care about her.

Like I said, the only other option right now... is a group home.

We're not doing that. No.

Okay, I'll... watch her for a few more days, but then we have to find something permanent.

Where is she?

Where's who?

Ariel. She was just here. You didn't see her?

She's still staying with you?

[sighs]

Where'd you go?

Vending machine.

Soda? 7 in the morning. Nice.

There's real fruit juice in it. Says right here.

Look, I can't sit around here all day again.

That's why I asked you to hang out at my house for a few days, until I can figure things out.

Two days at your house is enough for me.

I really don't need you to figure anything out.

I know a guy up in Oregon. I can go stay there.

You're not going to Oregon.

You can't tell me what to do.

Oh.

Ariel, there must be someone who knows your aunt's phone number.

I haven't talked to my aunt in, like, a year.

She put me in a group home after juvie.

She doesn't want me, and I don't want her.

$82.

[Clatter]

What?

That's how much the bus costs.

If you don't want me to hitch, give me $82.

You are not taking some bus to visit some guy in Oregon.

Okay, look, if you would just please hang out here for the day, okay?

Just until I can...

Figure something out?

Just... please.

[Man speaking indistinctly over PA]

Fine.

Okay.

Dispatch says he's a 55-year-old male, status post-syncopal episode, weak and diaphoretic, collapsed on the scene. Recent heart transplant.

Welcome to Angels Memorial. What's your name, sir?

His name is Bill.

I can answer the man myself.

Bill Chislett.

I think it's my ticker. I got it used.

Pulse is weak.

Are you his son?

Son-in-law to be. Wedding's in a couple weeks.

We were bonding.

For Pete's sake, Jeremy.

[Gasping]

Bill? Bill. Bill!

All right, Center Stage.

It was a sick move.

You didn't really stick the landing, though, did you?

I landed on a guy's foot. How's that my fault?

I can dance, but no one's that good.

Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did backwards and in heels.

Yeah, but could she dunk?

The only ginger I'm interested in is the one that's gonna fix my ankle.

Dr. Kean, what do you got?

[Pen clicks]

This is Russell...

Gibson.

Point guard for Waverly University.

You're going first round of the draft.

Oh, I like this guy already.

[Chuckles]

But not just first round. Top 10.

Can you two bro out later?

Mr. Chislett, you need to stay awake for me, all right?

Okay, let's get his ejection fraction imaged and send a BNP, please.

I'll start an echocardiogram.

You good?

He said he felt the flu coming on, and I thought he was just trying to get out of spending time with me until he puked and went down.

Anna. Anna.

What'd you say? Dad?

[Whispers] Anna.

Anna?

My fiancée. I called her, Bill.

Ejection fraction is low.

Has to be less than 15%.

[Indistinct conversations, monitor beeping steadily]

It's not the flu.

What is it?

Yeah, I'm afraid that it is your heart, Bill.

You're in organ failure.

Oh, criminy.

I'll start a central line.

I got this, Dr. Rorish.

All right, let's get 5 mil per kilogram dobutamine in him and page Dr. Campbell, please.

You hang in there, Bill. I'm right here. You hear me?

Can he hear me? Can he hear me?

Please get him outta here.

Jesse, will you get Jeremy to waiting, please?

Come on, buddy. He's in the best of hands in this hospital.

That kid drives me nuts.

[Monitor beeping]

[Siren wailing, horn blaring]

What are you saying to her?

None of your beeswax.

He's got zero game, all right? I'm his Cyrano.

I had to cancel three times 'cause of work.

Yeah, and I told him that he should invite her to the hospital for a cup of coffee.

That's adorable.

Yeah, except the cafeteria is not romantic.

Being romantic is not your worry at this point.

Getting a fourth sh*t is.

[Siren wailing]

Man: Pulling in now.

All right, here we go.

[Siren wailing]

♪ ♪

You sure this is the place?

Uh, it's the right address.

Dispatch said they're in the back, though.

[Door bells jingle]

Hello?!

Emergency medical services!

[Door bells jingle]

Emergency medical services!

[Door opens, bells jingle]

[Bells jingle]

Man in distance: Leave! Leave now!

Willis: Hello?!

It's the cops!

... And cast them out.

Every feculent fire within be extinguished by Him.

[Shouts indistinctly]

Cast him out, I pray!

Guys?

Father in Heaven, defend us!

Oh, my God.

God's not here.

Let her go.

You don't understand.

Now.

The devil has his hooks in her.

[Gasping]

We're recovering this child from the devil.

We're gonna need that backboard.

[Speaking foreign language]

What's he saying?

God, good. Devil, bad?

St. Michael, defend us.

Yolanda, we're here.

The devil's deceit and evil's...

She's febrile.

Pulse is thready.

... Leader of the soldiery of Heaven.

Can we get him out of here?

... And cast him out.

Yolanda, don't fight them.

You, leader of the soldiery of Heaven, by divine virtue, thrust into hell, Satan, and all the malignant spirits who wander about the world for the destruction of souls!

There's no money in there if that's what you're looking for.

I wasn't looking for money.

Then what are you snooping around my desk for?

You're a doctor. You don't have $82?

Ariel, we need to talk.

About what?

I called Family Services.

Are you serious?

Maybe they can help us find someone in your family...

I didn't come here to get narc'd on.

No, I'm not going back into foster care.

Maybe they can help us find someone in your family who can...

Who what? I don't need anyone to take care of me.

I'm fine by myself.

Your father wouldn't want you running off to Oregon by yourself.

Don't talk about my father.

I know how hard it was on you when you lost him, and I know how much you miss him.

Well, you're wrong. I don't miss him.

I don't even remember him.

I don't think that's true.

Who cares what you think?

I shouldn't have even come here.

Wait.

Ariel! Ariel?

[Indistinct conversations]

[Telephone ringing]

♪ ♪

[Monitor beeping steadily]

[Labored breathing]

Okay.

Here we go.

The balloon pump is in place.

And once that's in, I'm good to go?

The balloon opens your aorta back up, but it's not a fix.

Mr. Chislett, you're still in heart failure.

Do you understand?

But I took all my meds.

This happens in 10% of cases.

Your body is rejecting the transplant.

This will buy you some time until we find you another heart.

How long?

This heart was supposed to get me to Anna's wedding.

Her mother passed.

I can't let her get married without her dad there.

I've been thinking maybe you can help me with my chem class.

Don't you have tutors for that kind of thing?

Well, I'm less interested in being tutored, more interested in...

Getting answers.

I'm not gonna help you cheat.

It's the least you can do, Dr. K.

Keeping me waiting here all day.

We get busy here. Waiting's part of the game.

He needs an X-ray.

You sure you're just not trying to keep me around a little longer?

Ohh! Come on, champ.

I'm sorry. Did that hurt?

He doesn't need an X-ray.

He has pain in his malleolar zone and can't bear weight.

I know the Ottawa rules. It's a sprain, not a break.

Radiology's backed up.

Standard team procedure.

They'll want the scan.

All right. [Gloves snap]

Fine. You want him? He's all yours.

[Gasping and screaming]

[Monitor beeping rapidly]

Dr. Rorish, 20-year-old female completely altered.

Her blood pressure's been falling steadily.

Okay, let's put her in restraints so she doesn't hurt herself or someone else.

B.P.'s 90 systolic.

What happened to her?

Exorcism.

[Gasping continues]

Really.

[Grunting]

Uh, bolus a liter and put her on pressors.

They said she came down with the flu a day ago, had a fever spiked, then became aggressive and incoherent.

You paged a surgical consult?

Yeah, gallstones.

Sonographic Murphy's and ultrasound showed pericholecystic fluid.

You guys think it's psych?

She's got a fever of 104. Definitely an infection.

Dr. Dixon?

Meningitis or encephalitis.

We need to do a spinal tap to be sure.

It could be rabies.

Rabies? I like it when you go off the reservation.

Rabies cases are very rare.

Her gallbladder's infected. We'll get her to the next OR

[Growling]

Whoa.

Ow!

Leanne: Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What the...

Jesse: We need help right away, guys!

Let's go!

Okay. Let's get her up.

[Growling]

[Indistinct conversations, telephone ringing]

Hi.

Kelly.

Uh-oh. That doesn't sound good.

I, uh, I, uh...

I did not know you were coming.

You asked me to come. I replied back to your texts.

R-really?

I didn't...

I did not see that.

Yeah. I am so sorry...

Oh, you know what?

I'm just gonna go.

It's been a crazy night.

I'm gonna let you...

No, look. I'm at the end of my shift.

I just need to k*ll a few charts.

Would you just, uh, wait?

Please?

Yeah.

Okay.

Be right back.

[Chuckles]

[Indistinct conversations]

Excuse me.

I-I'm looking for my friend.

She was brought here a couple of hours ago.

Her name's Yolanda.

Are you family?

No, she doesn't talk to her family anymore.

Then I can't discuss her medical condition.

But she's alive, right?

She's alive. We're doing everything we can.

She should've been brought to the hospital sooner.

Her boyfriend called me and dragged me to whatever that was.

Then why didn't you stop it?

I don't know.

The whole thing just got out of hand.

You saw her.

They said she was possessed.

[Scoffs]

Okay, obviously, she wasn't.

She needed a doctor.

Yolanda, you still with us?

Haldol kicked in.

This may be the only rabies case we ever see.

If ever there was a teaching opportunity.

Ow.

Is this really necessary?

Dr. Dixon?

Injecting rabies immune globulin directly into the wound should hopefully...

Sugarbear, I swear to God.

[Monitor beeping steadily]

Jesse, did she have these bruises on her when we brought her in?

[Monitor beeping erratically]

I didn't notice them before.

Ow!

You inject like a first-year.

Yeah, and you're a great patient. Stay still.

Leanne, what color is the spinal fluid?

[Snip]

Black.

This isn't rabies.

What?

Both of you step back right now.

Mario, step away from Heather.

Anyone in Center Stage who does not need to be here, needs to leave immediately!

Go, right now!

What the hell is going on?

Dr. Willis?

We need to quarantine this ER and initiate infectious disease protocol now.

Someone talk to me!

[Indistinct shouting]

Risa, tell security to shut the doors.

No one in or out. Run!

What is it?

Hemorrhagic fever.

We need to get the CDC in here now.

♪ ♪

[Siren wailing]

Man over radio: Trauma One.

[Indistinct shouting]

[Indistinct conversations]

Right this way.

[Zipper whirs]

Listen up, everybody.

This zone is now hot.

All infected patients are to be quarantined in this tent and managed by CDC staff.

This is Dr. Gretchen Reed, epidemiologist from CDC, San Diego.

Dr. Willis, CCCRP.

It's a real acronym party in here.

Thanks for calling us in. How many exposed?

Two symptomatic. One confirmed exposure.

My surgeon was bitten.

Bitten?

Bitten.

Okay. Depersonalization.

Hemorrhaging creates blood clots in the brain, leaving just the brain stem functioning.

Personality of the patient is... erased.

All that's left is coughing, spitting, and... biting.

Where are they?

I'll show you.

Yolanda's already in the tent. They're taking Alicia now.

No! [Cries]

No!

[Sobbing]

Where are you taking me?! Somebody help!

In response to your earlier question, this is why the restraints are necessary.

Well, if you hadn't scared the hell out of her, this might've gone a lot easier.

Trust me, they never go inside the hot zone willingly.

Heather: I'm not going into that tent.

Stop. Okay, stop, stop, stop. I'm not going into the tent!

Wait, stop!

As I said.

Stop!

Dr. Rorish.

Do something. Dr. Rorish.

I'm sorry, Heather.

[Beeping, zipper whirs]

General, based on the advice of Dr. Reed, we've quarantined the whole hospital.

General: I've been in contact with DOD, Colonel.

Additional National Guardsmen are being called up as a precaution.

Is that necessary?

If this is anything like what I saw in Guinea...

You were there for the Lassa outbreak?

How many survived?

This could be totally different.

How many?

None.

Can you confirm that it's not airborne?

Yes, it seems to be fluid-borne.

Is it treatable?

Can't know that until we know what the virus is.

Well, we don't have a lot of time.

Patient Zero was healthy 36 hours ago.

Her friend became symptomatic 8 hours ago.

That's aggressive.

Dr. Pinkney's on the clock.

Our primary concern should be containing and testing everyone who could've been exposed.

There's over a hundred people in the waiting room alone.

How do you test for an unknown virus?

The presence of antibodies.

Real time PCR takes too long.

Start with an IgMantibody panel.

Those who show signs of infection should go inside the hot zone for monitoring.

All right, Colonel Willis, keep me informed.

[Line disconnects]

[Door opens]

We have a containment issue.

There were others present when we found the infected patient.

We need to go back there now.

Her name is Ariel.

Look in the break room, look in the cafeteria.

If you find her, put her in my office.

What aren't you telling us?

When are you gonna open the hospital back up?

Okay, Doctors, I want you to start drawing blood now.

We need antibody panels on every person in here starting with staff, there's a flood of new stations set up in the back corridor.

Until then, PPEs on at all times.

Don't forget to smile.

We need everyone calm.

That means being calm ourselves.

Or at least act like it, right?

That'll work, too.

Has anyone seen Dr. Kean?

Are they gonna let us out anytime soon?

It's been hours.

They're just being extra careful.

If I got that virus thing, is it treatable?

I know as much as you.

Not that I don't mind all this one-on-one treatment.

How long you been twitching like that?

Oh. Uh, few days.

It's been messing with my crossover.

[Light clicks]

Dilated pupils, fever, sweating, twitching.

Are you taking any medications?

What?

You're not sick.

You're having a pharmacological reaction. What are you on?

Nothing.

Speed? Adderall?

What? No!

Russell, tell me the truth.

I take Zoloft.

How much?

Just a pill a day as prescribed.

Are you taking more?

You're anxious, you're having memory and focus problems on top of the physical symptoms.

I told you it was a vicious cycle... the school, the games, stress.

Russell.

[Sighs]

Fine. Okay, I -I've been taking just a few extra pills just to help me focus.

What's the big deal?

The big deal is that your brain is going crazy from too much serotonin.

But the medicine's supposed to help.

Taking too much causes the same symptoms you're treating to treat.

You're creating the vicious cycle.

♪ ♪

[Indistinct conversations]

[Heavy breathing]

[Door whooshes]

[Monitor beeping erratically]

[Beeping]

[Beeping]

So quarantine?

We're testing everybody.

[Monitor beeping erratically]

I feel fine.

I know you do.

She doesn't look like someone who gets better.

How long has she been sick?

38 hours. Maybe 48.

[Monitor beeping erratically]

I'm in what? Hour 12?

[Beeps]

I'm not giving up. You hear me?

Me neither.

[Radio chatter, beeping]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Telephone ringing in distance]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Click]

[Woman speaking indistinctly over PA]

Okay, just keep some pressure on that, all right?

Oh, whoa, whoa. Come on, buddy. Let's go. No cutting.

Remember grade school? Back of the line. Let's go.

Okay, people, listen...

Look, Kelly, I'm... I'm really sorry about this.

You couldn't know about the potential pandemic.

Ariel: No, I have to leave. You can't keep me here!

Excuse me, excuse me.

Get out of my way.

Hey, Doc...

Excuse me.

It's ridiculous!

I'm getting the hell out of here.

Look, I can't let you leave. Sir, go back.

Seriously, go back.

Sir, please.

Ariel, easy now, okay?

What's going on?

She's trying to break quarantine.

I know Leanne Rorish. She said I could leave.

I don't think that's true.

I don't think you're in charge.

Okay, Ariel, put this on.

No one's leaving right now. Doesn't matter who you know.

I never should have come here.

Well, look, you're here now.

Nothing's going to change that. Have you been tested?

No.

You haven't been tested yet?

Okay. Come with me.

Let's get you tested.

Right there.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

[All shouting at once]

[Indistinct conversations, telephone ringing]

I've been waiting for hours.

It's all right. It's all right.

Look, I just need to get out of here.

Excuse me, please. Excuse me.

No, I-I...

Calm down, calm down.

It's gonna be all right.

How is Bill?

They won't let me see him.

He's resting comfortably.

But heart failure... that's serious.

Jeremy. Jeremy.

He's stable, okay? Now where's Anna?

Here. Stuck in the quarantine somewhere. Her phone d*ed.

It's the protocol. We have to keep everyone where they are.

Can she get in here or not?

If we can find her...

[Cellphone rings]

Hold on, hold on. This could be her.

Hello? Oh, honey.

No, he's... he's stable.

How is she gonna get in here?

Yeah, I'm by the nurses' desk. So you just come find me.

Yeah, I'm right here by the nurses' desk.

[Indistinct conversations, telephone ringing]

What's... what's happening?

Yolanda?

Hey. Hey.

_

[Monitors beeping erratically]

Dr. Pinkney, I can take over.

I got it. We need more fluids in here!

[Breathing erratically]

[Panting]

She's been down 20 minutes.

[Monitor emits continuous tone]

[Crying]

Pulse check.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

[Flatline tone continues, erratic beeping]

[Beeps]

Time of death... 8:46 p.m.

[Crying] No! Yolanda!

[Sobbing]

Yolanda.

No, Yolanda. [Crying]

[Beeping]

It's all my fault. I thought I was helping her.

You tried. You got her here.

[Sobbing]

[Siren wailing in distance]

[Door bells jingle]

I don't know what he's smiling about.

There were three of them during the exorcism.

[Door bells jingle]

Sure they're all gone.

Or they're dead.

We should collect fluids if we find any.

Fun.

Question.

How did you get on site so quickly?

We have a deployment on the west coast able to activate at a moment's notice.

Found your fluids.

Over here.

She's dead.

♪ ♪

Got another one.

He's gone.

[Whispers] Help me.

B.P.'s down to 74 systolic.

He needs pressors and fluid.

Dr. Willis, that's not gonna save this man.

We just need to make him comfortable.

_

It's my job to keep him alive.

[Indistinct conversations]

Anna, where are you now?

Anna: I'm... I'm in the waiting area.

I don't see you. Come towards the nurses' desk.

I-I can't. It's blocked off.

Outside?

I see you.

Where are you?

Over here.

[Telephone ringing]

Dr. Guthrie, she's here! She's here!

Let me have a bag.

Jeremy.

Anna.

Is he still...

He's alive.

[Exhales deeply]

Wait. How do... how do I get in?

You're gonna have to put this on for safety.

It's potentially dangerous in here.

Fine. I-I don't care. I need to see my dad.

Okay.

[Wheezing]

[Monitor beeping erratically]

[Weakly] It's in me.

[Wheezes] Listen to me.

[Wheezes] A demon is a general commanding legions of lesser demons.

He's in the final stage of amplification.

We should be fighting for more time.

We need to fight for time for everybody here until we get a vaccine.

I agree with you, but you are wasting your time with him.

[Monitor emits continuous tone]

[Gasps]

He's gone.

Starting compressions.

[Compressions thudding]

[Distorted voices]

[Clamoring]

We have three dead who were in contact with Yolanda.

Based on average mortality, this virus kills in 48 hours.

Alicia's the only survivor thus far.

But she's deteriorating rapidly.

When was she exposed?

Oh, 29 hours ago.

[Beeping]

This is our primary concern now.

So you think this came from someone else?

There's nothing in Yolanda's history that would point to how she would've been exposed.

So potentially there's another vector out there still spreading this.

You know, you... you're forgetting one name.

I'm not forgetting her.

Heather was infected... just after 8 a.m.

It's 1:21.

That's 17 hours.

[Beeping]

What can we do?

We're already doing it.

Providing supportive care, fluids, and electrolyte balance, maintenance of blood pressure.

We'd like access to all the dialysis machines you can spare.

[Scoffs]

That's it, huh?

Heather's dying, and we're here watching the damn clock.

We're not just watching the clock.

We are doing everything we can.

Woman: Dr. Reed?

What's that?

Blood test results for your staff.

You three are clear.

But some of your staff came back positive.

♪ ♪

[Zipper whirs]

[Beeping]

[Monitor beeping steadily, ventilator whooshing]

This is unbelievable.

Yeah.

Listen, we haven't given up hope.

And neither should you.

Can someone call my mom?

I have a phone. We'll call her together.

So, uh... what do we do now?

We do our job.

Our job?

We help the patients and each other as much as we can.

Yeah, we got this.

Yeah.

[Monitor continues beeping]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Monitor beeping erratically]

I need the chart for Bill Chislett, please.

No. Got it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

This is gonna be okay.

No, it's not.

N-none of this is okay.

Listen to me.

He knows how you feel about him.

I promise.

I promise.

[Whispers] Okay.

[Monitor beeping steadily]

♪ ♪

[Curtain rings swoosh]

Bill, good news.

I have somebody who wanted to say hi.

[Curtain rings swoosh]

Anna.

Daddy!

Hi, honey.

Are you okay?

It's just a little hiccup with my new heart.

But I'm gonna be fine.

We already have him on the national donors list.

You see? And the second time is a charm.

[All chuckle]

So I'm gonna get a new heart, and I'm gonna be at your wedding just like we planned.

I have a confession to make.

Jeremy didn't take me to play squash.

We took dance lessons.

[Gasps]

Wait. What?

Dance lessons? You?

Give me a break.

It's not easy for me either. [Breathes heavily]

But Jeremy got 'em for us.

Jeremy? My... my Jeremy got you dance lessons?

[Chuckles]

Jeremy knew how important it was... [Crying] for me to dance with my little girl on her wedding day.

[Crying]

I guess... he's not such a bad guy after all.

Yeah, I told you.

[Sniffling]

Where is Jeremy?

[Telephone rings]

Come with me. You've been cleared of the infection.

They're gonna let you leave the hospital.

I'm sorry about your friends.

Yeah, well, we'll figure it out.

Yep. I know you will.

Hey, hey, hey, you okay?

We brought in one of the infected, and I was this close to her, and my friends are the ones that are in isolation, and I am out here.

You okay?

I'm fine, I'm fine.

I would trade places with them in a heartbeat.

You'll drive yourself crazy thinking like that, and they need you clear-headed.

What?

After all this is over, we're getting that damn coffee.

[Groans]

[All gasp]

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Dr. Leighton!

Go, go.

I can help you.

Kelly, you've got to go.

You can't risk being exposed again.

[Zipper whirs]

Please, go.

All right, everybody, back away.

Back away. Back away.

_

[Beeping]

[Clamoring]

♪ ♪

She's hyperpyretic. Temp up to 105.

She's on the way out.

[Monitor beeping steadily]

Hey, Sugarbear.

I know you hate that nickname.

No. It's growing on me.

So have you.

Don't flirt with me now.

[Gasps]

[Monitor beeping rapidly]

Heather? Help! Over here!

Campbell: I need help over here.

Heather. Heather.

Heather, look at me. Her pulse is barely there.

It's only been 24 hours. Pressure's dropping. 70 over 32.

Someone give me a triple lumen.

You gotta fight, Heather.

Get it for me now.

Campbell: I need some suction.

Campbell: You gotta fight now.

[Distorted voice] Central line is in.

[Normal voice] She's waking up. Hold intubation. Heather?

[Monitor beeping rapidly]

[Distorted voice] Heather, can you talk to us?

[Normal voice] Heather, can you talk to us? Heather?

[Monitor beeping erratically]

Prepping another hi-line.

Heather? Stay with us.

All right, let's tube her.

[Monitor beeping steadily]

Pressure's leveling out?

[Whispers] Yeah.

Okay. I'm in.

It's only been 24 hours.

The bite. It put the virus directly into her bloodstream.

[Monitor beeping erratically]

Sats coming up.

So is her pressure.

Back away from the patient, please, now.

Who the hell are you?

Dr. Willis, this is the Deputy Director of the CDC, Dr. Gareth Reddick.

I don't care who he is.

Dr. Pinkney's our colleague, and she's a friend and she's suffering right now.

Do you know what we're dealing with yet?

Yes, that's why I'm taking over.

All the patients here... are being tested and cleared so they can leave.

No one is leaving.

Angels Memorial is on lockdown.

The National Guard's taking over the security of the facility.

Well, what about the infected?

The CDC is taking over the treatment, including Dr. Pinkney.

We're not leaving her.

Yes, you are.

You have a hospital that is full of patients.

Okay? They're your concern. The virus is mine.

No.

Will? Will.

She's stable.

Can you take over the bagging, please?

Excuse me.

I got her.

[Monitor beeping erratically]

[Indistinct radio chatter]

Ariel?

Leanne!

[Crying]

They said I'm sick.

Miss, you have to keep moving.

I don't want to go with them!

Ma'am, I'm sorry. I need to take her.

It's going to be okay.

Ma'am, you need to let go.

It's gonna be okay.

No, no!

Let's go. We need to keep moving.

No, no, no!

I'm not leaving her.

I'm sorry.

I'm not leaving her!

Leanne. Leanne.

Leanne!

Ariel: Leanne! Leanne!

Let's go!

Leanne!

Let's go.

[Telephone ringing in distance]

[Ticks]

♪ ♪

[Footsteps approach]

What's going on?

♪ ♪

May I have this dance?

Woman: ♪ When the night has come ♪
♪ And the land is dark ♪
♪ And the moon ♪
♪ Is the only ♪
♪ Light we'll see ♪
♪ No, I won't ♪
♪ Be afraid ♪
♪ No, I won't ♪
♪ Be afraid ♪
♪ Just as long ♪
♪ As you stand ♪
♪ By me ♪
♪ Darling, stand ♪
♪ By me ♪
♪ Oh, stand ♪
♪ By me ♪

[Crying] I love you.

♪ Stand by me ♪
♪ Stand by me ♪
♪ Oh ♪

Heather: First, do no harm.

Respect those physicians in whose steps I walk and gladly share such knowledge with those who follow.

Remember that I do not treat a chart or an illness, but a sick human being.

And if I am to care adequately for them, their family, too.

♪ ♪

Remember that there is art to medicine as well as science and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may outweigh the surgeon's Kn*fe or the chemist's drug.

♪ I won't cry ♪
♪ I won't cry, no, I ♪

I have to get in there.

She's dying.

I have to get in there!

No!

♪ Shed a tear ♪

She's gonna die no matter what we do.

But she doesn't have to die alone.

♪ By me ♪

[Monitor emits continuous tone]

♪ Stand ♪

She's not alone.

♪ By me ♪
♪ Oh, stand ♪
♪ By me ♪
♪ Stand by me ♪
♪ Darling, stand ♪
♪ By me ♪
♪ Stand by me ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Stand ♪
♪ Stand by me ♪
♪ Mm ♪
♪ Stand by me ♪
♪ Mm ♪

Heather: Tread with care in matters of life and death.

This awesome responsibility must be faced with great humbleness

and awareness of my own frailty.

♪ Stand by me ♪

May I always preserve the finest traditions of my calling...

[Thunderclap]

and may I long experience the joy of healing those who seek my help.

[Keys jangle, door opens]

[Door closes]

Ah.

[Coughing]

[Continues coughing]