01x07 - Goodbyes

[bunniefuu]

- [pop music playing]
- [phone user] It's real, I'm telling you.

- Get back here and do your job.
- Let's go, Dad.

- Hey, where you going?
- [guest 1] What the hell is going on?

- [Marigaby] Let's go, Dad.
- [Rodri] You're leaving him like that?

You call yourselves "professionals"?

Refusing to see a patient?

- Vinegar and bicarbonate is all he drank.
- Stop recording us.

No. He also ate one of these, I swear it.

He ate vinegar and baking soda,
but also ate some detergent.

That's why he's foaming at the mouth.

Cut the bullshit, as*h*le.

Some people out there
need emergency care for real.

So think about what you're saying.

What do you mean? We're not bullshitting.

You saw him.
And he's about to die in there.

- [Marcus] Are we taking a patient or not?
- No. Come on.

- [Marcus] Well, let's go!
- Hey! Please. Don't go. Help!

Juanchi's an as*h*le, I know.

He was doing stupid sh*t
and his mouth started foaming.

He ate that Tide Pod. I swear he ate it.

[Marcus] Get him on
so we can get cash for the ride.

- Hey, what's your name?
- Paulina.

Paulina, you need to tell me the truth.

Because someone out there
could really need us right now.

What are you even talking about?
I am totally telling you the truth.

[party guest 2]
Are you gonna do your jobs?

[Paulina] My friend is dying in there.
Please help us.

[party guest 3] Hey, assholes! Help him!

[party guest 2]
Are you gonna let him choke to death?

Stop recording! Yeah, yeah!

[Paulina] I swear it's true.

You gotta believe us. Please!

[siren wailing]

[Rodri] Heading to the hospital
with these "heroes"...

[Ramón] Stay out of the way.
You don't need to record this.

But why? I...

I thought that pressure was your jam.

Okay, here we have the grandpa.

You like playing hero, doncha? [chuckles]

But I mean,
does this guy even know what he's doing?

Hey Gramps, where did you study medicine?

Hey, Pop. This f*ck just coughed.

Does that mean he's getting worse?

A person in his state
doesn't cough or sneeze.

[laughs]

[Marcus]
What the f*ck is all the laughing about?

That b*tch back there lied to me, bro.

Holy sh*t, man. Is that Rodri Netea?
The shithead on YouTube?

You follow me? You see my work?

No, as*h*le. I don't follow garbage.

Real paramedics
would've noticed this sh*t,

but you guys are so stupid, man!

You assholes think calling an ambulance
is some kind of f*cking joke?

Poor b*stards! This should be a story!

- [Marigaby] Pull over, Marcus.
- [Marcus] Can't do it, Doc.

These two aren't leaving without paying.

[Juanchi] Record this.
They're trying to scam us.

Juanchi, bro.

- You see the red light?
- [Ramón] Get off of there!

[laughs]

- [Marigaby] Pull over, Marcus!
- Just get down from there!

- Stop, Marcus, damn it! Pull over!
- [horn honks]

[honking continues]

[tires screech]

- [groans]
- You f*cking as*h*le!

Ah! My shoulder, man!

[Ramón] Hold still. Don't move.

- Help me turn him around.
- Why should I help that as*h*le?

Help me turn him over!

He dislocates his shoulder sometimes.
Damn it, fix it!

- Move your a*s.
- [Ramón] Help me...

- You can walk. Don't be a d*ck. Move it!
- Oh, f*ck, it hurts.

- Move now, damn it!
- [Rodri screams] Ah, sh*t!

[Marigaby] f*cking baby.
Now you need our help, don't you?

- [Rodri groans]
- Just leave him. Leave him.

sh*t! Man, my f*cking arm, bro. [pants]

Can you help me?

Hey, do something, god damn it!

Help him, you as*h*le!

[Rodri shouts] sh*t!

- Come on, bro. Help me.
- [Marigaby] You want help?

Here's some help.

[joint snaps, screams, groans]

[Rodri breathes heavily]

Take me to the hospital!

- Stop, Marcus.
- [Juanchi] What are you doing?

- [Marcus] Really?
- Come on, take him to a hospital!

- Mari...
- [Rodri] What's your problem?

Hey Marcus, can you stop
the f*cking ambulance already?

Calm down. I'm doing it, Doc.

f*cking hood rats!
You have no idea who we are!

[Rodri groans]

- Get up. Get up. Get up. Now, as*h*le.
- [groans] Huh?

- What are you doing?
- [Ramón] Marigaby.

- Get out. Now.
- What the f*ck are you doing?

- Out, out, out!
- [Marcus] f*ck off, man. f*ck off.

f*cking assholes!

f*ck you!

Hey, wait!
Where's my cellphone, you assholes?

- Oh, you want your phone?
- Give it to me, God damn it.

Oh, you b*tch! Come on!

[Ramón] Marigaby...

Here's your f*cking phone.

[Rodri]
b*tch, you don't know who you're...

- [Marcus] Go f*ck yourself, m*therf*cker.
- [Juanchi] f*ck all of you b*tches!

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[Marigaby] Polytrauma,
surgery, severe headache,

vascular cerebral event, precedents.

Fat embolism syndrome? Aspirin

There's always a previous history.
Something we don't know about others.

This is getting hard for me to understand.

Day 5

[Marcus] She said it was all freestyle.
Made up on the spot.

You know that's bullshit.
She had it all thought out.

And that's f*cking offensive, bro.

Marigaby?

You listening, Doc?

Come on, Marigaby.

I'm pouring my heart out here
and you don't give a f*ck.

Hey, no... I'm listening, man.

But maybe you need to admit you f*cked up.

- How did I f*ck up? I didn't do anything.
- What do you mean?

What would have happened if you won? Huh?

- Do you know how she would feel?
- Come on, Doc.

Don't be like that, okay?
I'm just giving you the story.

Let me give you some advice.

How about you talk to Cris?

When you don't talk about it,
things get f*cked up, and it's building.

And this sh*t is getting weird,
you don't know what happened

or where you stand, and sh*t.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah. Why?

Because I didn't understand sh*t
of what you just said.

And because you've been sitting there
transcribing the Bible all day.

Well, look who's here.
I thought you abandoned us.

[Marcus] Aw...

It's because
he's now become "Justice Bieber"!

[giggles]

We saw you on TV,
and you looked pretty handsome.

I don't care
about any fame or fortune though.

I care about keeping people safe.

Yeah, my brother's a hero.

And soon,
he'll be an excellent father as well.

He what?

Yeah, he's a package deal,
if anybody wants to take a turn.

Excuse me...

- Bye.
- Well, I mean...

- sh*t, what's wrong with you, Doc?
- What do you mean?

There's a bro code, María Gabriela.

- A f*cking bro code!
- What's a bro code?

[knocking on door]

[Mario] Come in.

I don't believe this.

[chuckles] I know you're mad.
That's why I'm here, Mario.

- Let me explain.
- What do you want to explain?

I thought we were friends.

But I had no other choice.

I busted my a*s reading articles,
going to conferences...

And you go and opt for surgery.

Sure, but...

If I had waited for you,
I would be dead before you were ready.

I'm hurt.

I'm so hurt that I don't believe
I can take any more of your patients.

Oh man... What do you want?

Just tell me how I can
set things straight for you.

Why not come work for me?

What do you mean, "come and work for you"?

I need someone
to coordinate the ambulances.

Sort out the incoming patients.

[laughs] I thought you'd say
let's go out for some coffee, or whatever.

Help me out, Ramón.

My assistant left
and I'm under a lot of pressure here.

It'd be good to get off the ambulance.
It'll help you recover.

I don't know.

Your salary would be better.

You'd get health insurance.
I can even get you some coupons.

It's a generous offer, Mario.

But...

A life in the office...
Well, it's not for me.

Hear me out, Ramón.

The lifestyle you're living
is really not good for your heart.

And I don't trust the work of those hacks.
Let me take a look later.

Listen, my friend.
Think about your family now.

[doorbell rings]

[groans]

I've been texting you.

- What? I don't get a hello anymore?
- Hello.

I texted you back.

I guess I didn't see it.
I've been pretty busy working.

But I have a few questions about Nallely.

Marigaby, you shouldn't be so obsessed.

I'm not obsessed.

We lose some people. I know that.

Well, then...

You probably know that
you can't get attached to your patients.

Okay?

Oh really?

No, please, tell me more
about how to do my job.

You have too many things to think about.

Okay? You have classes...

The ambulance, your family.

Your little friend from school.

So you wanna talk about that right now?

[scoffs]
I just want to know where we stand.

We're not standing anywhere.

We're adults.
We can be with whomever we want.

If you're an adult,
then stop whining about that girl.

She's dead, okay?

That's it. You can't save the whole world.

You're f*cked up, Raúl.

And I'm an idiot for thinking
we have anything in common.

[Dr. Luna] Marigaby, wait...

All right. You brought me here.

- Can you please leave?
- [Leticia scoffs]

I think we'll stay a little while.

You know what hurts me
the most in all this?

Your lack of trust.

All right, buddy. Get moving.
I'll watch from here.

[Leticia] Hey.

You'd better behave.

[school bell rings]

- What are you doing?
- Get in there!

- [Ramón] This is nice, isn't it?
- What?

This stuff.

Like taking the kids to school, and...

- Doing it together.
- Hmm.

It brings back memories.

But you never even
took the children to school.

You came right home from work

and went straight to sleep,
like a bear does.

Damn, I guess you're right.
Then it's fun doing it for the first time.

Hmm. I see where you're going, Ramón.

And we talked about it.

No, no, I'm just making some conversation.

Listen, I know our little kiss could have
sent some mixed messages to you.

But...

A great little kiss!

We won't be getting together.

Never say never, Lety!

[sighs] It would be a mess.

We'd just go back to our old ways, Ramón.

- No.
- [Leticia scoffs]

No, I'm a new man now.

The "Ramón of the future".

The Ramón of the future has nothing
to do with the Ramón of the past.

- Funny, you look the same.
- No, no, no.

I'm starting to look
for a new job in an office now.

- I got offers already.
- You serious?

Yeah. I'm eating better as well.

Oh, I'm happy about that, for you.

But the only thing
we can ever be is friends.

I mean that.

It's better for the children.

- Right.
- Right?

We'll be...

- I don't know.
- We'll be friends.

Friends with benefits.

Oh, hey! Come on, please. [chuckles]

You need to behave! [laughs]

Why'd you do me like that anyway?

Who's the one who wanted to go solo?

Cristina,
I made it so one of us would win.

- You got to the finals and you won.
- Hey, I don't wanna...

But listen, what you didn't need to do

was to humiliate me
in front of my family, all right.

You saw my mom,
and my pop, and my little bro,

and you didn't give a f*ck.

Why?

I was hurt.

I was hurt that you left me behind.

[Marcus] I wanted us to win,
not do it without you.

Come on, I can't go back in time
and fix my f*ck-ups.

We should be talking about
what's happening with you and me.

[sighs]
Do you still remember I'm pregnant?

For f*ck's sake, Cristina.
I didn't forget anything.

So what are we supposed to do?

Whatever you want.

[sighs] I know.
I know it's whatever I want, Marcus.

But please, will you help me, okay?
Help me to make a f*cking decision.

But I already told you.
We'll do whatever you say.

Whatever you decide, Crisis.

Can you be a man
and just tell me what we're gonna do?

Listen, Cris...

Who am I?

Marcus.

Marcus and Crisis, baby.

Right?

It's all good.

Here's what we're going to do.

We're going to have this baby.

And you're telling your family
that we're gonna move.

[cell phone beeps]

[Bernardo] Where are you?

[cell phone beeps]

The exam is starting!

[gasps]

[panting]

Hey, watch it! Jesus!

f*ck... Please open it!

So how can I help you today,
Lady Ambulance?

I don't work on the ambulance now.

Got tired of being on TV?

Can we talk about the exam?

What exam?

The one you missed?

I know that was bad.

But I came for the opportunity
to make up the test.

That wouldn't be fair to your classmates.

I know that.

And normally,
I never would ask for this opportunity,

but I want you to know that
I've been trying to do things right.

Well...

For this time only,

you may take the exam
after missing the period.

Seriously?

You heard me.

Thank you.

It's just...
It's all pretty hard for me here lately.

You know, of course,
the maximum grade you'll get

is 80%, to be fair.

Of course. Thank you.

Only because I think
you have a bright future ahead.

You're not the d*ck
everybody says you are.

[chuckles]

It's your final opportunity.

Don't waste it.

Thanks.

[Dr. Luna] Marigaby.

What do you want?

Just doing a little tutoring.

You don't have to explain yourself to me.

Okay.

Bye.

See you.

You remember what your job is?

Yeah, it's not all that difficult.

You can be oblivious sometimes.

Like with the capitals.

All those f*cking states...
There's too many, man!

[Pika] Whatever. We just need to hurry up.
My parents don't know I'm here.

What did you tell them?

That I had practice
for the math competition.

And I told those guys
I was taking a class in ballet.

And I told the ballet class
I had to study.

How do you do that?

Hmm...

I'm always one step ahead.

I don't know... I'm scared.

I don't want any trouble.

Remember, this is all about
the business we started together.

Don't you want to make
a whole bunch of money?

Be independent?

Yeah, I do.

All right then.

Let me help you.

[clears throat]

Pop, Pika's mom is picking her up
outside in a few minutes.

And she's gonna drop me off
at Mom's place.

Because it's right on the way to my house.

You two keep out of trouble, please.

And I'm glad your mom
is letting you hang out together again.

Hmm. Yeah, I just asked her if we could,
and she said, "sure".

That's good.

You know you're always welcome here.

You're a positive influence
on my son, this bonehead!

Mmm? You should always listen
to whatever your friend says.

That's exactly what I tell him.

Well, my mom should be
out there waiting now.

- Goodbye, Mr. Ramón.
- Mmm. Take care.

Later, Pop.

All right...

Do your thing.

So listen,
we need a bunch of photos of bones,

and lesions, lots of wounds,
and guts and blood, all that stuff.

The bloodier the better.

- Send them to me.
- Yeah.

Maybe it's not such a great idea.

Didn't you say you weren't scared?
Show me.

Go on!

Come on, move your a*s!

- Told you!
- The other side.

We're in!

We should stop off at your mom's.

sh*t, what for, man?

You'll see.

[groans]

[whistles] My phone.

sh*t, I just wanted
to take a few pictures.

You wanted to take a few pictures...

Go sit in the back.

Right now.

- Out of the way.
- [Marcus] Busted, little dude!

[siren wails]

[knocking on door]

[sighs]

Hey, bud. How are you?

We were about to go looking for you.

Pick me up tomorrow?

Hmm. I don't know. We'll see about that.

Okay... Night, Pop.

Don't do me like that again. You or Pika.

[Luke] Come on in.

- Looking good in those glasses.
- Uh-huh, real good...

- Have a good night.
- Wait one minute, Luke.

Thank you for being so good to my family.

And for the glasses.

Nah, don't worry about that.

But can I give you a bit of advice?

- [sighs]
- Try not to be just the boss to your kids.

Be their dad too.

So they see what I see. A great guy.

You know how I know that?

Because I wouldn't be able
to handle this situation

as well as you've been handling it.

I mean, you know...
Seeing as I'm the future, you're the past.

And I'm here,
with the mother of your children...

Ramón, I invite you to take God's hand.

He will illuminate the path
no matter how dark it is.

Hmm.

[chuckles]

- Thanks.
- God bless you.

f*cking priest, giving me advice...
Who does he think he is?

[rapping] ♪ But my priorities changed
Now I'm paying the bills, ain't I? ♪

♪ I drink no more
I'm not a punk ♪

♪ There is no money left for me
To search inside my good ol'... ♪

- What the hell?
- Listen, guys.

I may be the boss, but I'm your father.

How are you, Marcus?

Me?

I'm doing all right. I'm fine, Ramón.

- Did someone say something, or...
- [scoffs] Say something like what?

No, nothing. It's all chill.

[Ramón] And you, Marigaby? How's it going?

What's up with you, Dad?

Nothing, I'm fine.

I just wanted to know how you are.

I care about you.

Hey, Ramón.

- Don't tell us you plan on dying again.
- Ah, get out...

[radio beeps]

[Carmen] How's my favorite ambulance?

Carmencita! We're all good.

You got something for us?

How far are you from the north side?



- We just got a call.
- Ten.

Unconscious child.
The mother sounds desperate.

Near Luis Cabrera Plaza.

On our way. Send the location.

- Will do.
- [radio beeps]

[siren wailing]

♪ I'm home right on time ♪

♪ I hang up my pants
I'm done dropping rhymes ♪

[Marcus] What? Is this the place?

- [Marigaby] Good evening.
- [relative] Good evening.

- [Marigaby] Are you the mother?
- Yes. Please, come in.

My son got cut
on some metal a few days ago.

And he got a fever.

Our family's physician checked him over

and he prescribed something for fever,
but he's still sweating.

[Marigaby] Did you speak
with the doctor afterwards?

He won't answer.

I'm alone here. And my husband's away.

Marcus, go get the stretcher
and I'll go with the mother, okay?

Okay, Doc. Be right back.

- [sighs] Please, it's this way.
- Sure.

[Marigaby] So how old is your son?

Eight.

Do you remember what medication
they prescribed for him?

No...

All right.
I'll check the label later, okay?

This way, please.

My son is in his room.

He's been asleep for a while.

Doctor, over here, please.

Okay.

- [mother sighs] Oh, thank God!
- [retches]

The fever's all gone.

This is my Danny.

May I... May I get closer?

[gasps]

Danny... Sweetheart, wake up.

His fever is down, isn't it?

No...

Wait here a minute.
I'm gonna go get some meds.

Hmm?

But he's going to be fine?

Yeah, don't worry about it.
Wait for me. Be right back.

[mother] Did you hear that, baby?
It's going to be all right.

[breathes heavily]

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck...

Marcus!
She's so f*cked up, the kid's dead!

Come on! We need to call the cops.

- What for?
- Because he died in bed there, man.

No f*cking way.

- Get some diazepam. 5 mg...
- [mother] Doctor?

- [Marigaby] Hurry! She's in shock.
- Are you not going to examine him?

[whispering] Diazepam, diazepam.

Of course we are.
That's why we're here, ma'am

- We need to take you to a hospital bec...
- No, no, no.

No hospital. He doesn't need
to go anywhere. No. No.

All right, we will do it here.
But first, I need to...

Leave me alone! Go fix my son!

Sure, we are,
but we need you to settle down...

- Don't touch me!
- Stay calm.

- Please stay away!
- We're trying to assist you here.

Ramón, come on!

[Marcus] We don't have diazepam,
but we have tranquilizers.

- Get off me!
- Take it easy.

- We're trying to help...
- Easy, easy...

- Get off me!
- [Marcus] Do it, Doc.

- I said, go away!
- Grab her, grab her!

I said no!

Good... Yeah?

Yeah. [sighs] It's done.

Yes...

[police officer] Do you know
how long the boy's been deceased?

Well, I know a necropsy should be done,

but from the rate of decomposition,
I guess four or five days, maybe.

[officer] What about the mother?

[Marigaby] We had to give her a sedative
so she would calm down.

No, definitely not.
We can't be responsible for the lady.

Oh, why not? Help me out.

I can't, man. It's the rules.

So sorry.

[officer] All right, we done here?
Let's roll out.

How about you?

I told your kid, she's not our problem.

- What are we supposed to do?
- [chuckles]

Who sedated her? You? Or was it us?

Plus, we can't move her right now.

- Why not?
- Well, it's complicated.

When she wakes at the hospital
or wherever you take her,

we'll get her statement then, right?

Good night.

Yeah, good night.

Assholes...

- What did you expect there, Ramón?
- Let's go!

Those m*therf*ckers
never do anything, dude.

I'll catch up. Go on ahead.

[Marcus] Yeah, but make it quick, Doc.

Let's hope she doesn't wake up.

CLOZAPINE 10 MG

HALOPERIDOL

ZOTEPINE

f*ck me...

Hey... Hey.

- We're in some deep sh*t.
- f*ck... Doc, what now?

God knows how long it's been
since she's taken her meds.

What kind of meds?

sh*t ton of antipsychotics.

We can't take her in like this.

And if she wakes up,
we'll have to drug her again.

All right, I'll tell them
we'll take her to the psych ward

at San Bernardino's.

They'll take her without insurance,
but only if she's tranquilized.

- Come on, let's go.
- [Marigaby] Yeah.

- [horn honks]
- [siren wailing]

[siren continues]

- Doc...
- [mother] Where am I?

Relax. It's all right.

- Where is my son?
- He's at the hospital. We're almost there.

Don't you worry about it, dear.

[Marigaby] Just relax.

[Marcus] Shh, shh, shh.

That's it. Close your eyes.

Go back to sleep.

Easy, easy... Take it easy.

Get the midazolam ready.

Shh, shh... All right.

Where is it, Doc?

It should be here,

but you've turned this place
into a sh*thole.

[Marcus] Well, it's not here.

They should be there, man.
That's where they keep it.

Hey, no, no, no, no!
Listen, what are you doing?

- Stay away now!
- We're just trying to help.

- What's going on?
- Where's my son?

- No, no, no!
- Let go!

- Let go of the wheel!
- No! Where is my son?

[all clamoring]

Look out!

- Pop!
- Lady, what are you doing?

[all shouting]

[tires squealing]

[siren stops]

[Marcus] Please, ma'am. Take it easy.

- Put that down.
- Don't come any closer!

- Don't come any closer!
- Put it down, please.

- Everyone's calm here, all right?
- Okay, calm down.

Careful, careful.

- [mother grunts]
- [Marigaby yells]

m*therf*cker! Okay, that's it.

- Just relax! Hey!
- [mother] No!

- Grab her legs... Hold those legs!
- [mother] No, please. Get me out of here!

Get off of me!

[mother] Get off!

[Marcus] Stop struggling...

[mother] Get me out of here!

[all clamoring]

- [Marcus] Ramón!
- [mother screaming]

- Quick, get me a bandage!
- [mother] Daniel! Daniel!

- I'm taking you to him right now.
- [mother shouting]

Let me out of here! Stop, please!

[Marigaby] Don't worry...

- She's f*cking nuts, man.
- Give me one of those...

- [Ramón] That's it.
- [mother wailing]

- I want my son. Please, no...
- Easy. Nice and easy.

My boy! My boy!

[whimpering] No!

Please let me out of here.
I'm begging you, please!

Please, let me go...

[Marcus] Holy sh*t...

Did your dad find the tire wrench?

To hell with the tire wrench.
It's a shitshow.

Let's hope he doesn't have
another heart attack.

Damn.

I'm sorry, Ramón,
but we don't handle the crazy ones.

Sorry, but we can't take her.

You know, we can't just be
moving patients around for free.

Look, our guys here are gonna help
change the tire, no biggie.

But that's all we can do. No more, man.

- I get it...
- You "get it"?

Meaning what, Ramón?

Always the same, right?

I'm so f*cking sick
of when sh*t gets messy,

everyone else backs out except us.

But then the stupid f*cking Tamayos
get f*cked.

Nothing to say?

Marigaby!

What's up with your daughter, Ramón?

All units please respond. There's a 4-14
in progress on Alameida and Castro.

[mother] It was you.

You're the one who k*lled my son.

[sobs] I know it was you.

You k*lled my only baby son.

He was already dead.

[mother cries]

We couldn't help that boy.

[mother cries]

Sorry.

[Marigaby] They say the emotions
we don't show never stay still.

They never die.

They're buried alive
and they come out later in worse ways.

But really, it's so damn easy to say that
when you're not going through it.

Damn it, Nallely.
I'm really going to miss you...

[TV news anchor] In other news,
inflation continues to be on the rise.

As we've seen over the past few months,
the consumer price index has been...

[Luke] You're up late.

Mm-hmm.

[Luke exhales]

Maybe I shouldn't have said
anything to Ramón.

But I wanted to show
how much I value his effort.

I know, it's difficult. It is.

I just wish he could see me as a brother.

- [Leticia scoffs]
- [Luke chuckles]

You know, love,

sometimes I think that Ramón
and the whole family coming here

whenever they want, is just... [sighs]

It's weird, honestly.

But now listen to me.
If it's what you want...

I guess if you're happy,
then I'm happy, hmm?

Your family is my family.

[Luke sighs]

Luke.

Thank you. Love you.

[Luke chuckles]

[Marcus] Well, I hope you're happy, Ramón.

PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL OF THE SOUTH MEXICO

The lady's doing fine.
The ambulance is f*cked.

And we came away
with a grand total of zero bucks.

Once again.

What should I have done?

Same damn thing as always.
No-one wants to take the wackos.

We don't call them "wackos", Ramón.

This is bad...

Getting that fixed is gonna cost us.

And we don't have much lying around.

Ready to go, Doc?

Doc?

Doc!

sh*t...

[cell phone beeps]

Look at this!

- What is this?
- I know what happened to Nallely.

[Marigaby sighs]

Nallely had a hemorrhage
by the subarachnoid region

with no symptoms.

After stabilizing her,
the doctors only looked at her

for hemorrhaging
in her lungs, her heart, and organs,

places that might
present risk immediately.

[sighs] But afterward,
the hemorrhaging continued.

And the headaches she had could just
be attributed to her general condition.

- And...
- [Bernardo] Marigaby.

And so, by taking aspirin...

- [Bernardo] Marigaby, what are you doing?
- It caused thinning of the blood...

- [Bernardo] Marigaby...
- Which caused brain hypoxia.

That type of lesion...

could have been diagnosed
when it was operable.

If she went to a hospital

instead of listening to me
and self-medicating...

This is why you missed the exam?

You were working on this?

I needed to know. [sobs]

I messed up and it's my fault...

- No. No, no.
- I should've sent her to hospital...

- But I let her take that f*cking aspirin!
- No, no, no.

It wasn't your fault.

If it wasn't for you,
she would've died after the earthquake.

You know? It wasn't your fa...

[Bernardo] Wait. Hold on.

Wait a minute. Please, Tamayo. Wait.

[Bernardo sighs]

Not like this.

Wait... Marigaby!

Marigaby!

I'm sorry, big guy,
but this time it's really bad.

Aw, man. Really?

[mechanic] And it won't be cheap.

So how much?

- [mechanic] At least a grand...
- Yo, what's up?

[Marigaby] Marcus?

Damn it, Doc.
You scared the crap out of us.

Dude, where are you?

You're gonna have to do this on your own.

Wait a minute. What?

What do you mean, "on my own"?

Where are you?
We'll come get you and talk about it.

[sobs] Tell Pop that I'm...

[sniffs]

...that I'm off the ambulance.

Hey, Marigaby. Don't do this, don...