Hey, Nance.
I grabbed
some sheets.
Do you think
we'll need
anything else?
Nancy?
Nance.
Glenn, I'll give you
one of two scenarios.
One, I am completely deaf.
Two, I'm ignoring you.
You're ignoring me.
What are you
reading there?
You're still
ignoring me.
Got it.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Yeah! Strike 3!
Shut out inning, buddy!
MAN: Come on, Sheila!
Little hit, Sheila. Come on,
pop it over the head.
Take a walk, princess.
You're not getting on
my bases without it.
Hey. Hey!
Shut up and pitch!
[CROWD BOOING]
Have a seat,
fat man!
WOMAN: Do it, Sheila!
MAN: Come on, Sheila!
[GRUNTING]
What the hell
are you doing?
Preventing you
from stealing!
There's no stealing
in softball, you idiot.
Yeah, since when?
SHEILA: Yeah, since now.
MAN: Shut up and pitch!
You know, I'm starting to
feel bad for you.
You know,
forget the shut out.
I want you to
hit one ball.
Just one.
MAN: Oh. Whoa.
Nice and easy.
Lobby.
Come on, Sheila.
Show him what you're
made of! Come on!
WOMAN: Come on, Sheila!
MAN:
Right down the alley!
Come on, Sheila!
MAN: Oh!
[CROWD EXCLAIMING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
MALE DISPATCHER: Medic 114,
respond Code Three.
Golden Gate Park,
west of
Steinhart Aquarium.
Man versus baseball.
Individual semi-conscious
and unresponsive.
[SIREN WAILING]
Hey, Nance.
I know it's none
of my business, but...
Yeah, you're right.
It's not.
If you wanted
to tell me, I...
I would.
And I don't.
Boyfriend?
Ex-boyfriend?
[CHUCKLES]
Friend?
What did I say earlier?
Don't take Folsom.
Take Howard.
[LAUGHING]
I'm trying to get off.
Well, then
turn on Mission.
No, I'm not going
to take Mission.
Mission has too many lights.
I'll take Van Ness.
It's quicker.
Stop trying to change
the conversation here.
I'm trying to
talk to you.
We are not having
a conversation.
[HORN HONKING]
[LAUGHING]
Hey, guys, listen up.
There's construction
on Folsom,
so if you want to
go across town,
take Howard.
I have to
tell you something.
Okay.
Whatever you
want to tell me,
I don't want to know.
It's about us.
Oh, God. If we
did something last night that
I was too drunk to remember,
please, let me
live in ignorance.
It's our
golden anniversary.
I'm sorry.
What?
Nance, this is our
Oh, thank God
we didn't
sleep together.
Why?
Because it would have
ruined our partnership?
Exactly.
RABBIT:
Yo! Ho-ho-ho-ho!
Yo! What up,
Air Stud?
Oh, do not
encourage him, Tyler.
Well, don't make me, boo.
I'll tell you what is up.
Six tickets to
Warriors game
tonight.
Courtesy of an assistant coach
who received
premium flight medicare
en route to an
emergency bypass.
Courtside, foul line.
Who's in?
Well, since I flew
Mr. Assistant Coach,
thank you.
You're welcome.
Yes. I finally get
to hit up the Oracle
without treating myself
for a nosebleed.
Thank you, Rabbit.
Mr. Boone?
I cannot. I have not
seen my kids awake
in two days, bro.
So, that means...
Oh.
Screw you.
GLENN:
Rabbit, if you...
I'll take one.
RABBIT: No probies.
Pick you up at 6:00.
A little presumptuous,
don't you think?
Love to.
[SIGHING]
Courtside seats!
Courtside, man.
[IN EBONICS] I'm going to
be all like, "Yo, Jackson.
"Why you keep jumping
from team to team, man?
"Pacers, Warriors,
Pacers, Warriors?
"Make up your
damn mind, right?"
Gonna use that blackcent,
too, huh?
What are you
talking about,
I'm... Blackcent?
I don't even know
what that is.
Dude. That was
a blackcent.
You know, like,
how you said it,
it was...
I sound like
I'm black?
Hey, watch it.
FEMALE DISPATCHER:
Medic 78,
respond Code Two,
Golden Gate Park,
south side
of Crossover Drive.
Adult male disrupting traffic.
Possible psych, 5150.
MAN 1: Hey, man!
Get out of the street!
[CARS HONKING]
[SIREN WAILING]
MAN 2:
You're going to
get hit, yo!
Hey, hey. Sir?
Hey, sir?
Hey, sir.
I'm a paramedic.
Do you mind
conducting the orchestra
across the street?
MAN 3:
Come on, dude!
Let's go, huh?
All right. Looked like
you were playing some
good music out there.
Oh, you heard it, too?
Beautiful, isn't it?
Beautiful.
Uh-huh.
Actually,
your chariot awaits.
It's nice, isn't it?
The music.
Sure.
Hey.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
Hey, man, that's not cool.
Just don't do that. Hey!
Sorry. Sorry.
That's it.
What are you
looking at?
I'm not...
I'm not looking at...
Hey! That's it!
Pull the rig over.
See how you
like it.
[LAUGHING]
[SINGING]
At first I drew my p*stol
And then I drew my rapier
Rapier
I said
Said
Stand, deliver
Stand and deliver
I am the...
For I am the bold deceiver
Lord? Why do you have to
make everyone crazy but me?
Whack for my Daddy-o
Whack for my Daddy-o
Whack for my Daddy-o
Whack for my Daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
There's whiskey in the jar
We should do
something special.
You know,
because it's
a special shift.
Special shift?
Yes.
Oh, Glenn,
this cute,
endearing thing,
it really does
have its limits.
Well, I'm just saying
for you, that's a
long-term relationship.
Whoa. You have just
reached those limits,
dude.
This is not
a relationship.
Yes, it is.
Think about it.
Of all the men
you spend time with,
you spend the most with me.
Wow.
See?
Yeah. Wow.
WOMAN O VER PA:
Patient number 47
to be transferred...
You know, I am
infinitely more screwed up
than I thought I was.
You know,
I have a special idea
for our special shift.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I'll get the coffees.
You get the sheets.
[CLEARING THROAT]
[CLEARS THROAT]
It's not what it looks like.
It looks
like you're eating
your patient's food.
Yeah. Yeah.
He was discharged,
and I haven't eaten
for days, so...
Oh, and people expect me
to tell them what to do.
I know.
It took me
a couple of months just
to find people's veins.
[SIGHS]
Yeah, they call me "Doctor,"
and the techs know
more than I do.
At least you get
called "Doctor."
I either get called
"probie" or "dude."
"Dude's" not bad.
No, "dude's" not bad.
It beats "moron."
Being new sucks.
Yeah.
Being new does suck.
I've got something
for you.
Finally.
I bring you people every day.
What do I ever get in return?
What's that?
My letter of
recommendation.
For what?
For you.
A residency at Sutter
just opened up.
If you want it,
I'll make it happen.
But I need to know soon
or they'll post it on ERAS.
You've got the degree.
You've got the talent.
Here's your chance
to be a doctor.
Take it.
That a girl.
[GROANING]
Nance?
[GROANING]
Nance?
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
WOMAN: My God. No!
Somebody help.
You're bleeding.
Oh.
Come on.
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Are you okay?
It looks like
a stellate laceration with
a small degree of...
Hey.
...devitalized tissue.
Nancy. Stop!
You're losing
a lot of blood.
Glenn, you're losing
a lot of blood.
Stop! Stop it!
[GROANING]
Come on. Tell me
you're okay.
Can you
answer me that?
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah.
I think I'm okay.
GLENN: I don't know...
I don't know
what happened.
Something hit us
or we hit something.
I don't know.
I didn't see anything.
This is Medic 114.
I'm reporting an MCI.
We're on the corner
of Folsom and 12th.
It's a Muni bus
versus an SFFD
ambulance.
MAN: Please identify
ambulance call number
involved in MCI.
It's mine.
BOTH: [SINGING]
I counted out his money
And made a pretty penny
I stuffed it in my pocket
And I sent it home to Jenny
MALE DISPATCHER:
Medic 78, respond Code Three
to 12th Street and Folsom
for MCI.
Muni bus versus Medic 114.
Hey.
Hey, Dispatch, can you
please confirm that
SFFD call number?
What rig was in the wreck?
Medic 114, respond to.
Dude, go, go.
[SIREN WAILING]
Rabbit.
Rabbit, hold up.
Hey, this bird's
not ready to fly.
It's not fueled up.
Got enough fuel
to get us to Folsom
and back?
MECHANIC: Yeah, but...
Then we're flying.
Okay.
You signing off
on this?
Yeah.
All right, let's go.
Let's go.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
[SIRENS WAILING]
[SOBBING]
Come on.
Nancy! Glenn!
Ty!
TYLER: Hey. I'm
going to get you guys
out of here, okay?
Hey.
What's your name?
Jorge.
Hang in there, Jorge.
Help is here,
all right?
You heard me?
Okay.
She's pretty messed up, man.
Maybe like 12 on the GCS.
Hey, Nance. Nancy,
talk to me. Tell me.
Give me symptoms.
Give me symptoms,
baby.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[PEOPLE COUGHING]
TYLER: Nancy, talk to me.
Give me symptoms, baby.
Give me symptoms.
Hey. Stop.
Huh?
We can't extricate them.
What?
Listen. We're first
on the scene.
I'm Incident Commander.
And you are
in charge of triage.
Oh, forget protocol,
Boone!
No. They are breathing.
They're talking.
Rescue will cut them down.
Forget it, man.
Hey. We've got
severely injured people
on that bus.
Hey. Hey. Hey.
No! What?
No, listen!
Protocol saves lives.
You tag them.
You tarp them.
Do not treat.
No treating.
He's right, Tyler.
It's probably just
a cracked rib.
Go. Protocol.
I'm sorry.
[MOANING]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Hey! Hey!
That red lever!
Get that red lever!
All right, everybody.
Just keep it calm.
We got help
right behind me,
okay, everybody?
TYLER: It's open!
Okay. Hey.
Hey. Hey, hey.
CAMERON: Battalion 4,
this is Medic 78.
First on the scene
at 12th and Folsom
for Level 3
mass casualty incident.
Over 40 injured.
Requesting three
MCI trucks, rescue,
multiple means of transport.
Conservatively,
I need about 30 beds.
MALE DISPATCHER:
Copy that, Medic 78.
What's your name?
France-Luce.
France-Luce.
That is a very,
very pretty name.
Can you walk?
No?
Listen, France-Luce.
I want you to do me
a favor, okay?
I want you to
just relax and
calm down.
Okay?
I've got help
on its way.
No! No! Please!
Please don't go!
[CRYING] Please!
Hey.
Why isn't this guy
out of here yet?
Waiting on rescue.
Guys, listen. This guy
over here in the taxi
is more critical.
If we don't get him out,
he's not going to make it.
You know that you've got
one of yours in there.
I understand that.
But right now,
they're all mine.
[MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO]
Let's go!
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
I want every critical
moved to the SICU
or ICU now.
Let's clear these
trauma beds, people.
EMS is requesting 30 beds,
but we can't take them all.
We'll be saturated.
Activate the emergency
bypass policy.
Tell Ortiz to update
the HART screens.
Let the staff and
field providers know.
We take what we can,
and we divert the rest.
But I want those medics.
I want Nancy and Glenn here.
Understand? They come to me.
Nancy and Glenn?
They're the ones...
Get out of here.
Okay.
[WOMAN CHATTERING O VER PA]
Lyn.
Where's my daughter?
Nancy's still on scene.
They'll have her here
as soon as they can.
Is she injured?
Is she okay?
I don't know what's
going on except that
she and her partner
are two of the injured.
Come on. Take my office.
Damn it, Joe.
You know she shouldn't
be out there.
Dr. Joe, Dr. Joe.
I know.
I've got a patient here.
She's having a seizure.
My neck's fine, man.
My arm, my arm.
MEDIC 1: It ain't
gonna happen.
MEDIC 2: Stay still.
I'm okay.
I've had enough.
Nance, let them treat you.
NANCY:
I'm still here,
aren't I?
Funny.
[GROANING]
What? What? What?
I don't know.
I've probably just broken
some ribs or something.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
MAN 1: Okay. Got it.
MAN 2: Okay. Hold that.
Hold that. Hold that.
Ah.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
MAN 1: Get a gurney over here.
MAN 2: No, they're still
extricating them...
[HUMMING]
[FEMALE DISPATCHER CHATTERING]
MAN: Glenn? I'm going to
release you now, okay?
Here we go.
You got him?
MAN: I got him.
My arm. My arm.
Buddy, I'll see you
on the outside, okay?
I never even
saw it coming.
It's not your fault,
Glenn.
[SCREAMS]
[GRUNTS]
There's so much pain
in my abdomen right now.
WOMAN: What kind of pain?
RABBIT:
Get away from her.
Get away.
Out of the way.
I'm here. I'm here.
It's okay.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
It's okay.
Oh, God.
It's okay.
Tell me.
Pulse is tachy at 120.
BP down from 110 systolic
to 90 palp.
GCS is 12.
What the hell
took you so long?
Next time you want
to go head to head
with a bus,
try doing it
somewhere I can land.
Look at me.
Look at me.
That's it.
What do you see?
Pupils 4 millimeters.
Skin is cool, pale
and diaphoretic.
I'm going to start
palpating, okay?
Okay.
All right.
No sign of crepitus.
[GROANING]
[INHALES SHARPLY]
Point tenderness
is just above ribs
Flail chest?
I don't think so.
What the hell
hurts so bad?
Nancy.
Hot belly.
It's all right.
It's all right.
We're gonna get you out.
All right.
I've got a hot belly.
Probable ruptured spleen.
I gotta get her out now
or she's not going to make it.
Just give us
five more minutes,
Rabbit.
She doesn't have five minutes.
Give me a jacket.
Stay right with me,
okay? All right.
MAN: Run it
straight through here.
Here, hook this on.
Here we go.
It's okay.
MAN: Easy, easy now.
RABBIT: Angle that in.
Watch out.
Okay. Good.
Take her out.
Marisa, I got her.
We're on our way.
MARISA: Copy that.
RABBIT: We're on our way.
Ready?
One, two, three.
Up!
I can BVM.
Okay. Got it?
MARISA: We're
two minutes out,
Rabbit.
Dr. Joe has a surgeon
prepped and waiting.
Let me do that.
I can do it.
Let me do it.
Let me do it.
No.
Let go.
All right.
Okay. Deep breath.
Good. That's better.
Reuben?
I'm right here.
I can't see anything.
I'm losing you.
[SOBBING] Reuben.
I can't see anything.
[SCREAMING]
What's going on, Rabbit?
Cerebral perfusion.
Visual deficit.
She needs
a blood transfusion.
I'm losing you, Rabbit.
No, I'm right here, Nancy.
Listen to me, Nancy.
You are not losing me.
And I am not
losing you. Okay?
I'm going to give you
some midazolam.
[SOBBING] No, no...
And some more morphine.
I have to.
You're in too much pain.
No, please do not
put me out.
I'm sorry, Nancy.
I'm really sorry.
Please do not
put me under.
I'm really sorry. Okay.
Listen to me.
Nancy, I'm right here.
Please.
I'm right here.
Come on. We'll be late
for the basketball game,
right? Tonight?
Yeah, that's right.
That's right.
Front row. Foul line.
We'll get some beers.
Give me the vitals!
RABBIT:
Vitals have deteriorated.
BP dropped to 70 palp
with a weak,
thready pulse at 130.
We got her, Rabbit.
Start of transport,
I had spontaneous
resps at 16,
systolic BP at 90
and dropping, GCS of 12.
We got her, Rabbit.
Yeah, but now...
Go!
Hey, Diana.
How's Nancy?
She's in good hands.
How are you?
[STUTTERING]
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm all right.
We have head laceration
with no TBI presenting.
Blood loss at
And a fracture of
the left clavicle.
So, Dr. Van Dine.
What do we do?
Irrigate and prep lac
for closure.
Sling for the clavicle.
And are we worried
about the head wound?
Not after we do
a CT scan.
If it's normal,
he's good to go.
Good. Work him up.
Diana.
Is anyone talking about
whose fault this is?
Did you hear anything?
No. No.
Why?
Control, this is
Angel Rescue 2. I've got
and we're 10 minutes
out from base. Over.
FEMALE DISPATCHER:
Negative,
Angel Rescue 2.
You've got
a possible cardiac arrest
at Ocean Beach.
No other units available.
Copy that.
We're four minutes out.
You up for this?
It's what I do. Why?
That's not what I asked.
Rabbit, I know what it's like
to see friends go down. Okay?
I just need to know,
can you take the call?
Yeah.
Good.
You want to
talk about it?
No.
Good.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Her things.
Thank you.
If there's anything
I can do.
What year are you?
First.
Do you like
the trauma rotation?
Very much.
Well, your father
must be very proud
of you.
Hey!
That was fast.
You're the cardiac?
False alarm.
Sometimes I get these
chest pains and they
feel like heart att*cks,
but then
they go away.
Heartburn?
Yeah.
Heartburn. Like I said,
they feel pretty bad.
[EXHALES]
Okay. You call us
all the way out here,
and now
the taxpayer is paying.
So I'm going to
have to work you up.
False alarm or not.
No, no, no.
Don't do anything.
Like I said, I'm fine.
Hey.
You called 911,
you've got 911.
See...
Hey.
I can't actually
leave you here with
your super-size soda
and your
super-size fries.
Why, then it's only
a matter of time, and it
won't be heartburn.
It's going to be
a massive cardiac arrest.
But by then,
you'll be bed bound in
your fifth-floor walk-up.
And I'm going to have to
break my back trying to get
you down all those stairs.
Hey, I'll eat
whatever I want
to eat.
Oh, yeah? You wanna eat?
Yeah.
Is that what you want?
Okay, then eat that.
Eat it. Go on. Eat it.
How about some fries?
Eat some more. Come on.
Come on.
You want to eat some food?
Have some more.
What?
You're not eating it.
Oh, you're thirsty?
You want to wash it down
with something? Try it.
MARISA: Rabbit! Stop it!
How about that?
Rabbit, what are
you doing?
What are you doing, man?
You know why
you got chest pain?
Do you?
It's because you're clogging
your arteries with fat.
That's why.
And the fatter you get,
the sooner you're going to
have a heart att*ck, buddy.
So just do us both a favor
and go on a diet.
NURSE:
We're at 22 centimeters.
O2 sats are improving.
Three units AB
positive hanging.
No signs of
transfusion reaction.
Call the output.
NURSE: 600 cc's.
[SIGHING]
Lyn. This is Dr. Aquino.
He'll be performing
the splenectomy.
Dr. Carnahan,
I'm sorry about
your daughter.
Thank you. Thanks.
You're scrubbing in?
I'm going to assist.
Incision. Upper midline.
Breastbone to navel. Lap pad.
NURSE: Lap pad.
Ready for suction.
Whoa. We have
massive hemoperitoneum.
Suctioning
blood loss.
JOE:
Where is it coming from?
It appears to be the hilum.
All right. Still bleeding
from the spleen.
Estimated blood loss
at 1,000 cc's.
All right.
Bookwalter.
Bookwalter.
All right.
Retracting the stomach.
S-retractor.
S-retractor.
DR. AQUINO:
Now we have exposure.
Estimated blood loss
at 1,500 cc's.
Mobilizing
the spleen.
More suction.
DIANA: Estimated blood
loss of 2 liters.
JOE:
She can't hit half volume.
I don't want her
decompensating.
Call the blood bank.
Get some more blood
up here. Stat.
NURSE: Yes, Doctor.
DR. AQUINO: Got them.
Medial rotation.
Level one infuser running.
Blood loss stabilizing.
Okay. Let's begin.
Get your stuff
out of my copter,
because I'm not
taking you back up.
Oh, your copter,
is it?
Damn straight.
Come on. The guy's going to
think twice before he orders
another Big Mac.
It's not a bad thing.
"I will honor the laws
of God and man.
"I will follow that regimen
which benefits my patients
"and abstain from whatever
is deleterious and harmful."
Hey, I know the oath.
Okay?
Well, then follow it.
You know, in my eyes,
you do as much harm
as you do good.
Which, guess what,
comes to nothing.
What's the good
in that, Rabbit?
Okay.
So what am I
supposed to do?
Just...
Go to the hospital.
Go see Nancy.
But whatever you do,
you're still grounded.
DR. AQUINO: Metz.
NURSE: Metz.
I'm seeing multiple adhesions
between the spleen,
parietal peritoneum
and lesser omentum.
Watch out for the
tail of the pancreas.
If you wanted
to do this yourself,
why did you drag me in?
Sorry.
This is Medic 78.
Last patient diverted
to St. Luke's Hospital.
Leaving the scene.
MALE DISPATCHER:
Copy that, Medic 78.
Hey, where's Ben?
Hmm?
Where's Ben?
Oh, that... Right, the
"Whiskey in the Bottle."
Well, the good news is
if he would have stayed
back there,
he'd be gorked
from heatstroke.
All right, look,
this is Medic 78.
My 5150 went AWOL
on the scene.
We're getting back in the box.
Let me know if PD or Fire
finds...
Hey, hey, hey. No, no.
We're going to the hospital
to check on the guys.
No, we lost transport.
Yeah.
And because of you,
we almost lost Nancy.
What?
You want to ride
with somebody else?
Now's your chance, Tyler.
If you want to be my partner,
you act like my partner.
Now, let's get
in the rig, man.
Cameron.
What? You want to
bust my balls, too?
You did
the right thing,
Cameron.
Doesn't feel like it,
though, does it?
No.
And if Nancy's not okay,
I'm gonna feel
a hell of a lot worse.
I know.
Okay. Finishing dissection
towards the splenorenal.
GIA stapler.
GIA stapler.
All right.
Close and fire.
Fire.
Transection completed.
Slice and dice.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Stud.
Get one draft?
BARTENDER: You got it.
I don't want company.
Is that why you're
not at the hospital?
They made me
take a drug test.
On the house,
my friend.
On the house.
I have to go to CISD.
They're doing
this investigation.
I'm off the box
until it's over.
Maybe it is my fault,
Rabbit. I don't know.
It's not your fault, Glenn.
She told me
to take Howard.
I didn't listen.
No. It's not your fault.
She told me to take...
I was with her
right in the rig.
She told me to take Howard...
Look. Glenn? Glenn?
She said, "Take Howard."
Just quit it.
Okay, okay, okay.
It's your fault.
I didn't listen.
All right,
you happy now,
you stupid probie?
It's all your fault.
You know what's
bugging me, though,
is I drove her
for three years.
I never once,
you know, lost it.
I never hit a bumper.
I never hit a curb.
You know?
And I've seen
a lot of bad things.
But I never had to
worry about Nancy
until today.
Rabbit. Rabbit.
Rabbit.
You didn't listen, man.
Until you stayed
on 12th...
Rabbit. I didn't...
Hey...
[GRUNTING]
Hey, Glenn.
Glenn?
Call 911.
I thought you were 911.
That was 10 drinks ago.
Come on. Call 911 now!
Irrigation.
No signs of coagulopathy.
That's it.
Dr. Lasky and his team
are going to sew her up.
Thank you, everyone.
Anyone sober here?
Yeah, I'm on duty.
What happened?
You been drinking?
No, I was just eating.
But I'm not a medic.
EMT.
That's fine. I've been
a paramedic 20 years.
I'm drunk as a donkey.
I'm going to
walk you through this.
Cool?
Hell, yeah.
You're Rabbit.
Your rig here?
Yeah. It's outside.
Oh, that's great. Okay. Keys.
All right.
T, T,
where are you?
T: Yo.
Grab his ALS bag.
I want to board
and C-spine him,
and then blast the air.
We want the rig
as cool as possible.
You got it.
Okay.
Where's your pen light?
Okay, tell me, are his eyes...
Pupils, pupils.
Check the pupils.
Tell me if they're
the same size.
Yeah.
All right. That's good.
There's no herniation.
I want to drop a line of NS.
EMT: Wait.
What about mannitol?
Dude, if he's TBI,
he's going to
have hypotension.
I don't want
any more hypotension.
But mannitol reduces
the blood viscosity.
Yeah, well, that's great.
You know what?
This is my party.
You're the
designated driver.
Now, you got that?
Yeah.
Get ready
to drop the line.
All right.
Now, I want
a non-rebreather mask
and 15 liters of oxygen
per minute.
On my count.
One, two...
C-spine, C-spine, C-spine.
It's okay, Glenn.
You're going to be okay.
That's good. You'll be okay.
Altered LOC after
blunt occipital trauma.
Patient involved
in earlier collision.
He was evaluated here
and released.
Currently oriented
to times three.
Seth, take over.
BP 130 over 80.
Pulse 100.
I thought you
worked him up.
Vitals are normal.
He's stabilized now.
The radiologist agreed
everything looked normal.
The radiology intern
is just as inexperienced
as you.
Next time, you check
with me before
calling the CT negative.
So what should
have Diana done?
Teleradiology?
Exactly. So, next time,
you consult the radiology
attending via Tele-Rad
before making me
look this sloppy.
Glenn.
Yeah, it's okay.
No. It's not.
You know what else sucks
about being new?
What?
It's all the mistakes
we're going to make.
Yeah.
[SIGHING]
You know,
the first time I read it,
I thought,
all this pride,
all this emotion...
I should have written it.
And then I...
I read it again.
And after I saw
the way that you
looked at her,
I thought,
"He's in love
with my daughter."
[CHUCKLING]
I was trying to
take care of her,
that's all.
You might have
done the same thing.
Yeah.
Yes, I would have,
because I'm her father.
But what are you, Joe?
I mean, you're not her father,
you're not her supervisor,
you're not her boyfriend,
so...
What are you?
What are you
getting at?
I'm going to interpret
this gushing letter
as misplaced paternal pride.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
Because anything else...
Would be unacceptable.
Correct.
What the hell
are we doing here?
I got a hunch.
That Ben guy.
He's a music freak.
No, that's not
what I'm talking about,
and you know it.
Nobody wants to
lose a partner.
If it happened to you,
man, I'd lose it.
Me, too.
[LAUGHING]
Hey.
How are you?
Glenn?
Yeah?
You have your gown on
the wrong way around.
Oh. Yeah.
The nurse told me it was
supposed to go like this.
Well, they were
lying to you.
Come sit.
Keep me company?
Hospitals suck, huh?
Yeah. They truly,
truly suck.
No wonder you didn't
want to become a doctor.
I don't blame you.
NANCY: [WHISPERING]
No wonder.
Are you standing me up?
We've got a game
to get to.
Yeah, I think
I might be
missing that.
Maybe not.
You work that
thing out?
[LAUGHING]
Forgive me?
For what?
Now, you, young lady,
are about the only thing
that stops me from going
completely insane.
So...
Don't scare me like that.
No more.
It's all about you,
isn't it?
[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]
[LAUGHING]
[EXCLAIMING]
It hurts.
Do not make me laugh.
We need help stat.
Over-inflated ego.
I don't think
his sense of humor
is going to make it.
[LAUGHING]
GLENN: Have a seat.
Have a seat.
Hey, guys.
How you doing?
What's going on?
Go on then.
I need some joy.
How are you doing?
Yeah?
What up, players?
[ALL CHEERING]
Right here.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[ALL CHEERING]