Previously on E.R.
Will you love the baby
if the father is black?
That's what I thought.
I'm sorry, Kerry. I misread this.
I'm so sorry if
I gave you the wrong impression.
- You can't be here.
- They're gonna k*ll me! I'm dead!
Come on. Get in the car.
I'll figure out something.
- You're pregnant.
- Well, that's impossible.
- What's the survival rate?
- I'm afraid the tumor is inoperable.
I want to give him up for adoption,
but I need your permission to do it.
If you're just waking up, give yourself
extra time to get to work.
They didn't plow my street.
First snowfall, they always take
three days to get their act together.
- God, it's freezing outside.
- Any trouble getting in?
No, I didn't even bother with my car.
I just took the El.
- John, what are you still doing here?
- Five-car pileup on the expressway.
- How many did we get?
- Six out of eight.
Three to O.R., two to SICU,
one on a monitored bed.
Spent the last four hours
catching up.
- How'd our temp attending do?
- Worthless. Carter kept the board running.
Thank you, Haleh. What happened
to the attending we had last week?
- Took a job in the Bahamas.
- Knew he was too smart for this place.
- Where do you need me?
- We're through the thick of it.
Those are the dispos.
I signed out the rest to Malucci.
Will you give Mr. Phelps a Bactrim
and discharge him?
- Yeah.
- Thank you. And I think I am out of here.
John, I'm sorry that I put you
on nights so soon...
...but with Mark gone,
the schedule's a mess.
We all do our share of nights.
- Have you heard from him?
- Mark?
No. They got there Tuesday.
I didn't want to call.
And if it's good news, we'll know.
Well, I will see you
at : this afternoon.
- Make it : . We'll cover for you.
- Thanks.
- Anesthesiologist is on his way.
- How long?
A couple of minutes.
Jing-Mei, I'm gonna need you
to relax for a second. Okay?
Okay.
Yeah, I know. I know.
Dilated at centimeters.
Completely effaced. Zero station.
Start the Pitocin at two per minute
and up it every minutes.
- Is it okay to come in?
- Oh, John.
- John, I'm so sorry to call you.
- That's okay.
I waited as long as I could.
I didn't want to wake you.
- Don't worry. I'm not working.
- Jing-Mei...
...I'm going to rupture your membranes
to help move you along.
- When did you go into labor?
- Midnight.
- Where?
- Home. I took a cab.
All done.
You know, I thought I could do
this myself, but I can't. I can't.
Hey, it's okay. You don't have to.
Contraction?
Okay. Squeeze my hand.
Yeah, squeeze my hand.
You're doing great, Jing-Mei.
We'll get the epidural working soon.
Have you taken any birthing classes?
Lamaze? Bradley?
Which one? Lamaze? Okay.
Take a good, deep breath.
In, in...
E.R.
Peter.
Peter?
Yeah.
Listen.
What?
Voices.
It's Kynesha.
Talking to herself?
She's probably just watching TV.
- Peter.
- What?
You brought her here.
Go.
No, you don't know.
This girl stay uptight.
Can't be too uptight,
lets you stay here by yourself.
Get mad every time I turn on a light.
Place this nice, she worried
about the electric bill.
Sure has straight teeth.
- Who are you?
- I was just looking at it.
Where's Kynesha?
- Hey, Dr. Benton.
- Kynesha, who's this?
- This is Tiny.
- Hey.
Tiny got locked out.
Her sister ain't coming home till .
- You went out?
- No.
So somebody else is wearing
your boots now?
I went to check on my mom.
Tiny said she came back, was looking
for me. Was pretty messed up.
- All right. You live in her building?
- Yeah.
Grab your stuff.
I'll take you home.
Kynesha, you better clean this up
before Cleo comes down.
Okay. There. You have your coffee.
Now let's go.
I don't want to keep this man waiting.
He's jammed us into his schedule.
- What is it?
- The kid with the red hat.
What about him?
I saw another kid wearing
that exact hat three weeks ago.
I was buying groceries
for Thanksgiving dinner.
Now I'm in New York
waiting for a miracle.
Maybe it's a sign.
Either that or the Grim Reaper
wears a red hat.
I didn't come with you
to hear talk like that.
- I thought that was healthy.
- Well, it's not.
I should just stick with denial?
I'd prefer guarded optimism...
...until Dr. Burke maps the brain
and gives us his opinion.
Yeah, and then I can hear
bad news twice.
If you really believed that,
you'd have called Rachel by now.
Just call her up and tell her
over the phone?
No, you could have flown out there
for a day, but you didn't. Why?
I have a feeling you'll tell me.
Yes, because deep down, you really do
believe this surgeon can help you.
You don't want to tell her
until you know you'll be all right.
Or I'm desperate.
You've seen enough patients overcome
illnesses they shouldn't have...
...to understand the importance
of a positive outlook.
Now, you have to believe it's possible.
I think I'm a little nervous.
Well, me too.
- Heart rate is with type- dips.
- Is that a normal decel?
Yeah. It's good cardiac activity.
- I thought you got high honors in OB.
- I did.
The adoptive parents are here.
Can I show them in?
- Yes.
- No!
They said they arranged
to be present for the birth.
- John, do you mind?
- Yeah. I'll talk to them.
Hi. You the adoptive parents?
Yes. James and Linda.
You're the doctor?
- I'm a friend of Deb's.
- Who?
Jing-Mei. I'm John Carter.
- Is there a problem?
- No. She's starting to push.
Baby's healthy.
Could be any minute now.
- We should get in there.
- Well...
...she's feeling a little overwhelmed.
She said we could be
present at the birth.
I know.
But labor can be demanding,
and she really needs to focus.
We traveled all night
from Portland to get here.
I understand. You can have a seat
right here.
Is she changing her mind? About
giving the baby up for adoption?
No, I think she's a little embarrassed.
Just wants a little privacy.
Look, we really wanted to be there
for the birth of our son.
I'll bring him right out to you.
I promise.
Hey, I heard Dr. Chen's
having her baby upstairs.
Malucci, Exam 's been here since
with reflux esophagitis.
In a minute, chief.
- Do you want to send her flowers?
- No.
- I could start a pool.
- No. Leave her alone.
- Why?
- Randi, can you just drop it, please?
- Hi, Kim.
- Hi. You have a cyclothymic down here?
Yeah. A guy in Exam trying to
set a new world record doing sit-ups.
- Got it.
- Hey, I tried to call you the other day-
- Excuse me.
- I'm sorry.
My machine's been acting up.
I need to get a new one.
I wish I'd known that sooner. I might
have gotten you something different.
Merry Christmas.
Yeah. I happened across a copy
over the weekend and couldn't resist.
- Hopefully you don't already have one.
- Well, thank you.
My pleasure.
- Should I open it now?
- Or later.
Okay.
You should try drinking water
upside down. It always helps with me.
- Yeah. Thank you.
- See you.
You said one night. It's been a week.
- What do you want me to do?
- Turn her over to Social Services.
If her mother's been on a drug spree for
a month, she needs to be in foster care.
She's years old. She doesn't
want to go in the system now.
- Well, I'm not adopting her. Are you?
- No, of course not.
I hate 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.
I got a lead on another halfway house.
I'll make sure she gets into that one.
Two more days. After that, she's out.
- Cleo, I'm working on it.
- Good.
LFTs are back on Room .
Bilirubin's a little high.
I need help, please! Help me!
Someone help me, please!
- What happened?
- A dog att*cked my son.
He's bitten all over.
I can't stop the bleeding.
- What's his name?
- Oh, God! It looks worse.
Laceration through and through.
Cut his facial artery.
- What's your son's name?
- Jeff. He was crying, but now he's quiet.
Jeff, I'm Dr. Weaver.
We need to secure his airway.
What's open?
- Trauma .
- Come on.
Get him on a monitor.
I need suction and a Pedes intubation kit.
Throw up of sux and five of Versed.
- Cutdown tray.
- Pulse ox is .
- Ten liters blow-by.
- I need four-by-fours, Merocel sponges.
- Sats are dropping.
- I need to intubate.
I think I can control it.
Let me get some suction here.
- Ma'am, I need some room.
- Step back, please.
Damn it. If only I can
tie off this bleeder.
Heart rate's up to . Pulse ox is .
Not getting enough oxygen.
We have to intubate.
- Why aren't you helping him?!
- Got it!
Blow hard. Three, two, one.
Okay, one more should do it.
I don't want to use suction. All right?
- I thought you said he was crowning.
- He is. Just one more push.
- I can't.
- Yes, you can. Just one more push.
You're doing great. You're doing great.
Ten, nine, eight, push!
Seven, six...
Okay, the head is out!
You can stop. Stop pushing.
- Is it over?
- Almost.
You did great. You did great.
It's a boy. He's nice and healthy.
You want to hold him?
- Wanna hold him?
- No.
- You sure?
- Yes.
I guess this was more
than you bargained for.
- You did all the work.
- No, I mean having to see all this.
It was a blur. Let's just say
we're closer now.
Surprised you? I didn't tell you
about the father.
Yeah, kind of.
- Are those the adoptive parents?
- Yeah. You didn't meet them?
- Yeah. About two months ago.
- They still want to come in and see you.
What did they do when you
gave them the baby?
They cried.
- They seem nice to you?
- Yeah, they seem great.
Here we are. Any nausea?
Yeah, a little.
All right. We'll give you some
ice chips until it passes.
- You don't have to stick around.
- I'm fine.
- You have a night shift?
- Later.
Okay. Well, then you should go rest,
crash in the on-call room.
- We'll see.
- All right. I'm gonna change your pad.
Then we'll massage your uterus
to firm it up a bit.
- You don't want to be around for that.
- Not really. You okay?
All right, I'm gonna come back
and check on you later.
- Hey, John?
- Yeah?
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
The whole thing takes about an hour.
You'll be doing language tasks...
- ... as we map out the speech centers.
- Is Dr. Burke meeting us?
He'll stop by.
Usually you meet the surgeon
before he sends you off for a scan.
Burke's one of the best in the world.
He's busy.
Take off your glasses, watch, wallet,
pager, cell phone.
Anything metal, anything magnetic,
right in here.
Could you call Dr. Burke
and let him know we're here?
He likes to be notified
when the renderings are up.
So as not to waste time
with the patients.
- Elizabeth.
- Don't forget the belt.
You'll have earphones,
and we'll talk by intercom.
Can I stay for the scan, then?
I am a surgeon myself.
You can sit back there.
For the first run, you'll name objects
you see projected on fiber-optic goggles.
Do I get to sh**t down any aliens?
Will he have scars?
Surgeons will do everything
they can to minimize them.
- What are you doing here?!
- I am so sorry. I was worried.
- He almost d*ed, Mona!
- But he'll be all right?
- You're putting that dog down!
- Mom?
- What are you talking about?
- Maybe this isn't the right time.
Jeff must have provoked him-
That animal mauled my son.
You're putting him down.
I want that animal destroyed!
- Shelly, I-
- You better leave it alone for now.
Mom? Are they gonna k*ll Winston?
I don't know, honey.
Why don't we find a place for you
to sit down? Here we go.
There's good hemostasis.
The repeat crit is .
- Great, Peter. Thanks.
- Yeah.
Hey. You're not supposed
to be in there.
What's your name?
- Taylor.
- Well, come on out here, Taylor.
I hurt my foot.
If you come out here,
I can take a look at it.
I'm a doctor.
Okay. Let's take a look.
Are you a patient here?
Let me see this.
Hey, you're supposed to be
up in the blood bank.
- You having a blood transfusion?
- I don't like needles.
Yeah, well, none of us do...
...but sometimes we gotta use them
to make you feel better.
- I'm not sick. Nicole is.
- Who's Nicole?
She's my sister. She has leukemia.
And you're donating bone marrow.
I did that when I was little.
Now they want to take all my blood...
- ... and wash it through a machine.
- Yeah, I see.
Every time Nicole gets sick,
I have to go to the hospital too.
I tell you what. You come with me,
I'll make your foot feel better.
- You won't take my blood out?
- No. Come on.
Come on.
Where are my shoes?
I didn't mean to make you feel
uncomfortable. Just think about it.
I have thought about it.
- What's up?
- John, I'm leaving.
Can you give me a ride home?
You can't leave until
Dr. Coburn gets here.
I'll sign out AMA. Just get the form.
We keep all postpartum
mothers for hours.
- Well, I'm not a mother.
- I suggested she see the baby.
John, can we leave, please?
They observe you for a reason, Deb.
I think you should sit down and relax.
- I'll come back for a blood test.
- Don't run away from this, Jing-Mei.
It's better for the adoptive parents,
better for you...
...if you meet your son,
hold him, say goodbye.
- I don't think I can.
- Can what?
Say goodbye.
Last run is word fluency.
For each object,
name an action that goes with it.
If you see a dog,
you might say, "bark. "
Okey-dokey.
Okay, here we go.
It grows.
Sweeps.
Live in it.
Writes.
Blossoms.
Hey, Marty.
Is this the frontal GBM?
Baseline scans are up,
but not the functional renderings.
Burke's not gonna want
to cut this one out.
- I'll take him.
- For the Carboplatin trial?
- Yeah.
- No, you had the parietal GBM for that.
He's a good Gamma Kn*fe candidate.
Best you can offer
is a -month survival.
We see up to
with an intra-arterial protocol.
Yeah, and what an enjoyable
two months it is. Hello?
It slithers.
I'll be right up. SVC Syndrome in the
unit. We'll duke it out in tumor board.
Sticks you.
- Page me when the renderings come up.
- Dr. Burke gets the first look.
No, he won't be interested.
Entomb.
Hang.
All done. I'll be right in.
"REST"
How'd I do?
How'd I do?
You did brilliantly, Mark.
- Can I go home after this?
- We'll see.
Cleo, you have a call on two. A girl named
Kynesha, something about your car.
- My car?
- She was talking really fast.
Kynesha?
Just gone? Did you see anybody?
- I'll call the police. Stay near the phone.
- What happened?
Kynesha says my car is missing,
didn't see anything.
Chicago Police Department.
Main number, please.
- Always the diplomat, Peter!
- What?
Dr. Duhlstrom just called me, ranting.
Says you stole one of his leukocyte
donors, and you won't give it back.
It was a little girl that I found
scared, hiding under the stairs.
Finders keepers? Is that it?
She cut her foot.
I told him to send her parents down.
If you hadn't hung up on Duhlstrom,
you'd know Dad is picking up Grandma...
...and Mom's a little busy with the other
daughter puking her guts out from chemo.
Do me a favor. Hurry up,
suture the foot and ship her upstairs.
Has anyone bothered to explain
the procedure to this girl?
They've done
a few hundred of these.
Well, she's scared right now
and feeling a little used.
That's terrible. You know, the sister's
a little scared too. She's scared of dying!
It's not like they're trying
to take out a lung.
Well, she has point tenderness
over the distal malleolus.
You want to play ER doc, fine.
I'll tell you what.
I'll tell the mother to abandon her child
upstairs, come and calm this kid down.
But if she is not strapped in
for leukapheresis by : ...
...I'm strapping you in.
What did she say?
She said that she would see him,
but she doesn't really want to.
Are you sure that you want
to force this on her?
We have three days until
she has to sign the papers.
And if she doesn't see him,
she might regret it...
...and then change her mind about
the whole adoption.
Okay. Well, she's waiting.
Why don't you bring him in to her,
and the Reeds and I will follow...
...in a few minutes so that Jing-Mei
can hand the baby back to Linda.
Okay.
I got him.
Okay.
Ready?
Oh, Carter...
He's so beautiful.
Hey... Hey.
Hope it's like a jury. The longer they
deliberate, the better chance I have...
- ... of getting off.
- They could still be waiting for Burke.
I'm starting to think
that he doesn't exist.
Maybe he only meets people
that he can help.
- Mark.
- I know, I know. Positive. Positive.
That MRI tech sure thought
I was a goner.
He just runs the machine.
He can't offer a prognosis.
Come on. You know that those techs can
read a scan better than most surgeons.
No offense.
- Do you want to get something to eat?
- No. No. Nope. No.
Can't believe they call it
a tumor board.
Why? They discuss tumors.
I know, but...
Think they'd come up with something
a little more esoteric.
- Like what?
- I don't know, the...
"You're completely boned" board.
I heard they used to call it
the "poor bastard" board...
...but too many people
were showing up.
Someone told me...
...heard they tried the "take me out back
and sh**t me now" board for a while.
- What, it didn't stick?
- No, surprisingly.
- Why not?
- Too many letters, I guess.
Pity.
Elizabeth?
Will you have the baby either way?
What?
If that man comes out of that room
and tells me he can't do anything...
...that there's no way I can b*at it...
...will you still have the baby?
Yes.
I got a -year-old in that
swallowed a pair of toenail clippers.
I think he's gonna need to be scoped.
- Are you okay?
- The hiccups.
- I thought they went away.
- They did.
- Teaspoon of sugar's supposed to help.
- It didn't.
Is Luka coming back
on the th or the th?
- The th, I think.
- Where'd he go? Croatia?
Yeah, he went to visit
his dad for Christmas.
Yo, my moms told me if you stand
on your head and swallow, hiccups gone.
- Thanks, Malik.
- Hey, no problem. Works every time.
Did you page me, Kerry?
Yeah. We got a bad dog bite
in Trauma .
Little kid who might need to be plugged
into some outpatient therapy.
- Sure.
- Did you open it?
- What?
- The present.
No, not yet. No.
- I'll go with you.
- Okay.
- Do you want a sh*t of Reglan?
- For what?
- Hiccups.
- No, they'll go away.
- What about my toenail clippers?
- Malucci, get him.
- Hey.
- Hey.
You're here early.
I was helping Chen with her baby.
Was there a problem?
No. Well, she didn't have a coach.
You were her coach?
- How'd you do?
- I did fine. She had a rough time of it.
- Should I-?
- She doesn't want visitors.
I'll fill you in later.
I'm gonna catch some Z's-
Dr. Carter! They told me
you were down here.
She's breast-feeding! She gave
the baby back after seeing him...
...we talked, then went back
to the nursery.
Then the nurse says
she wants to breast-feed!
Man, slow down. What?
The nurse has to give the baby
back to her if she asks for him.
So she did.
- My wife is frantic.
- Okay. I'll talk to her.
Is my dad coming?
- I'm not sure.
- Your mom went to call him.
Is that a problem?
He's gonna k*ll me. I was gonna
put it back without him knowing.
Put what back?
- Is Winston gonna be okay?
- The dog?
They're not gonna put him
to sleep, are they?
That would be very sad.
But any dog that would
att*ck you for no reason...
Excuse me.
- I didn't mean to.
- What?
To open my Christmas present early.
I knew what it was.
A BB g*n.
Did you sh**t at the dog?
I was just trying it out.
- Why would she need to breast-feed?
- It's not unusual.
- Does she still have him?
- She's changing her mind. I know it.
There's no need to panic.
Why did we have to force her
to meet him?
Linda, she's giving up her child.
There's a maternal instinct...
...she can't avoid and shouldn't try to.
We'll give her some time...
...and have you rock the baby
in front of her.
- Won't that make it worse?
- No.
She needs to know at a very basic
level that the baby will be loved.
Can you talk with her? Find out
what's going on, what she's thinking?
Yeah, I can try.
I can't lose another baby.
Deb?
What are you doing?
You know, they say breast-feeding
is good for them in the first hours.
It's mostly colostrum, which
boosts their immune system.
Deb, are you having second thoughts?
I've always had second thoughts.
What's changed?
I saw his face.
I'm being selfish.
I have the money to raise him.
There's no reason I can't.
There's a couple out there who
desperately want to raise a child.
And you're giving them a great gift.
What happens years from now?
He shows up
looking for an explanation.
Well, you tell him the truth,
you know?
You tell him that you wanted to provide
the best home possible for him.
Do I tell him I was a coward?
That my bigoted parents were more
important to me than he was?
Deb, I think that you gotta
take your family out of this.
Now, if you want to keep the baby,
keep the baby.
But if you don't, or you can't...
...then you want to make sure
he goes to somebody...
...who's gonna love him,
who's gonna want him.
And know that you're
not abandoning your baby.
You're creating a family.
- Did you find it?
- Four blocks away...
...with a b*rned-out clutch
and a busted headlight.
You lucked out. They could
have completely stripped it.
My car wasn't stolen...
...by a thief who
doesn't know how to drive a stick.
Kynesha and her friend
took the car out for a joy ride.
What? I gave Kynesha's friend
a ride home myself.
- Just Kynesha, then.
- She's the one that called you.
- So she's not completely stupid.
- Cleo-
Get her in here now.
I want to talk to her.
- Why don't we just-?
- Get her in here...
- ... or I'll have the police talk to her.
- Cleo, I-
- Excuse me. Are you Dr. Benton?
- Yeah.
I'm Melissa Walker.
You found my daughter.
She's in Radiology. We just wanted
to get an x-ray of her foot.
- Oh, God!
- It's nothing serious.
We just wanted to rule out a fracture.
She has three stitches.
Did she fight you?
She's afraid of hospitals.
Yeah.
You know...
I think it might be more
than just the needles.
The leukapheresis requires a big one
in each arm for five hours.
Taylor feels the only reason
you had her was to help Nicole.
- We love both of our daughters.
- Of course.
If you had a child dying of leukemia
and there was no bone-marrow match...
...what would you do? We were planning
to have more children anyway, but...
...I am tired of having to explain
this like we did something wrong.
- I was just telling you Taylor feels-
- I know. She's my daughter.
And I love her, okay? I love her.
Now, where is X-ray?
- Mrs. Walker, I was just-
- Where is X-ray?
- Down the main hall to the right.
- Thank you.
- Hi.
- Hi.
What's his name?
Michael. Michael Alexander.
Hey, Michael.
It's okay.
What did he say?
I may go to trial.
- Thought you were gonna settle.
- Yeah, so did I.
Rachel called. She wants to come out
a day early for Christmas.
Mark Greene? Dr. Burke.
Nice to meet you.
- You too.
- And you are?
Dr. Elizabeth Corday,
Dr. Greene's fiancée.
- Oh, congratulations.
- Thank you.
Sorry to keep you waiting. I met
some resistance in tumor board.
Is that good or bad?
The oncologists and radiation therapists
are having trouble embracing the future.
Meaning?
Come over here.
They see a lesion like yours, they jump
to the conclusion it's inoperable.
But it's not?
Not in my hands.
There's your tumor. Now, as you
were doing verbal tasks...
...there was increased blood flow
to language centers...
Those light up in orange.
As you can see, while the tumor's
adjacent to Broca's...
...it hasn't invaded yet.
That's not what the neurosurgeon
in Chicago said.
That's why you're here.
So you'll operate?
Yeah. We'll do an awake craniotomy.
You'll be conscious and talking...
...while I map out Broca's
and resect the tumor,
but the real bonus is my ability...
...to insert high-dosage chemotherapy
wafers into the tumor cavity...
...and use the malignant cells themselves
to create a cancer vaccine.
- Thank God for second opinions.
- Yeah.
Those idiots on the tumor board
are satisfied with -month survival...
...where most of the patients
on my protocol...
...are disease-free
months and counting.
So when can you fit him
into the schedule?
How about December ?
You can ring in the new year
with a load off your mind.
- Brain-surgeon humor.
- Right.
You okay?
Yeah, sure. It's good news.
It's very good news.
You came to the right place, Mark.
Dr. Carter! Wake up, Dr. Carter.
Multivictim MVA coming in.
Hell's Angel versus a minivan.
- What?
- Motorcycle hit a minivan. Let's go.
Fortyish-year-old male, closed head
trauma. Altered at the scene.
No helmet?
You kidding? This moron was driving
a hog in the middle of winter.
- Lost the IV.
- Put another one in.
Cut the Gap collection off of him,
get him on a monitor.
- Scissors can't cut through this.
- Use wire cutters.
Pupils are poorly reactive.
Check this out.
This ain't his first crash.
He's got brain fluid in the right ear.
Let's get him in line for a CT.
That's a nasty scar.
That probably explains this. Vicodin for
pain, Hyzaar for high blood pressure...
- ...Lipitor for cholesterol.
- Yeah.
I've heard Hell's Angels
are on a pretty good diet.
Carter, Weaver needs you. It wasn't
a minivan, it was a "van" van.
About a dozen kids got hurt
on the way to a Christmas pageant.
Okay, I'll be right there.
Yeah, but that's why I wanted
to handle this thing in person.
- Peter, she's not your responsibility.
- I know that, Cleo, but...
Look, I don't want her bothering Jackie.
I just, I don't want-
Kynesha?
I'm sorry, Dr. Finch. I didn't take
your car, but I think Tiny did.
Your keys was missing,
so I lied to you.
I was afraid you was
gonna kick me out!
I don't have nowhere to go.
Okay. Hank, can you press
against my hand?
Is my mom all right?
Abby, have you seen this guy's mom?
- Weaver has her. Seat-belt injury.
- CBC and UA here.
- Dr. Carter!
- What do you got? Be right back.
Nine-year-old MVA. Head lac
from broken glass. No LOC.
of saline in the field.
Open tib-fib fracture on the right.
- Hi, sweetheart. What's your name?
- Elise.
- Elise? Does your neck hurt?
- Yes.
Okay, let's go to Trauma .
- What kind of costume is that?
- Milkmaid.
- What?
- Milkmaid.
You mean like "The Twelve
Days of Christmas. "
- We're missing our play.
- What is this guy still doing in here?
Oh, CT just called for him.
They had a code on the table.
Take her to Curtain until
this room is cleared out. Come on.
CBC, C-spine, right tib-fib, of
MS for the pain, a gram of Ancef.
Don't worry, Elise! Everything is
gonna be fine, sweetheart!
Oh, God!
Hold still. You have to let me look.
It hurts!
I know.
- What do you got?
- Three more from the van.
This is Eddie. Cracked his collarbone.
- Right with you. Yeah?
- Hyper number one.
Seat-belted in, no obvious trauma,
complains of belly pain.
Give these to Dori in Curtain .
Take him to Curtain .
Give me vitals.
I already did. BP, over .
Pulse, .
- What?
- BP, over . Pulse, .
- Slow down.
- Sorry.
- You all right?
- Yeah.
Kids in Exam
need their necks cleared.
Come on. Come on!
Does it need stitches?
I don't know. I have to get an x-ray,
make sure there's no glass in there.
Is my mom coming?
- I need to talk to you.
- Just a sec.
- Now.
- Is my mom coming?
Yeah, somebody called her.
Here, can you hold this for me?
And press down but don't make it hurt.
- Lindsay, can you...?
- Yeah.
What?
- I took two Vicodin.
- What?
I took two Vicodin. Then I panicked
and ran in the bathroom...
- ...stuck my fingers down my throat.
- You vomited them up?
- How'd you sign them out?
- I didn't.
I didn't. This biker comes in
with a full bottle.
Well, good. You didn't actually-
I don't even know what I was thinking.
I didn't plan on taking anything...
- ...I just saw them, and I-
- It's okay.
Are you gonna tell Weaver?
- I can't.
- I think you have to.
Well, then, I'm done.
I mean, best-case scenario,
I'm back in Atlanta.
I mean, does it count?
It was never in my system.
All right, I'm off in minutes.
Let's go to a meeting.
- I just started.
- Well, you're sick. You threw up.
- Tell Weaver you have to go home.
- You have to be on death's door-
Go convince her.
- So you'll tell Rachel and Jen now?
- Yeah, I'll fly out there Friday.
You like it?
- What?
- The pizza.
It tastes just like it did when I was .
It's weird how that works.
I wouldn't have been able to remember
it if I hadn't tasted it again.
It's good, though.
You lived in New York?
A couple of months.
Dad taught me how to skate backwards
on this rink.
You never told me that.
You never came
to see me play hockey.
No, that you lived here, I mean.
Well, I can't tell you everything.
I have to keep you interested.
You didn't sign up for this, though.
It's called marriage, Mark.
We're not married yet.
You really believe that?
Didn't think so.
Hey, check it out.
There's a kid in another one of those
hats. They must be on sale someplace.
Guess it blows your theory.
Yeah.
It was a good day.
- Hey, Malucci!
- I'll catch you later, chief.
Carter went home sick.
I need you to stay.
- Come on, chief!
- It's part of being a resident.
He's just tired. He stayed up
all day with Chen.
All the more reason for you to lend a
hand. I just need you for four more hours.
Damn these hiccups.
Okay, I got an -year-old with
abdominal pain, headache and dizziness.
- This sucks, man!
- Yeah, it does.
I saw the patient in .
She agreed to a voluntary admission...
Thank you.
Hiccups.
- Does it work?
- I don't know. I'm desperate.
Now I'm listening to Randi.
- Did you like it?
- Yes.
First edition.
Must have been expensive.
What's the point of working like a maniac
if you can't spend money on friends?
Friends.
I don't think we're in
the same place on this.
- On what, Christmas?
- No. Us.
I don't need any more friends.
Okay. Okay.
I understand.
Do you?
No. No. I like you and respect you,
and I thought we were really hitting it off.
That's the problem.
You're straight, and I'm not.
And I've done this before.
It didn't work out,
and I am not gonna do it again.
But I'm not asking for that from you.
We're comfortable together, we have
a lot in common, we have fun together-
That's why I can't be
your friend, Kerry.
You want me to get that?
Yeah, could you?
Room .
Yes. Hold on.
It's your mother.
She's sleeping right now.
Can I take a message?
I don't know. Okay.
She wants you to call her.
Put a "do not disturb" on the phone.
Sure. Thank you.