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Hey, Jake, it's Robby.

Listen, man,
just call me or text me

the second that you get
this message, OK?

OK.

I can't reach Jake.

I'm sure he's OK.

- Active shooter at PittFest.
- We heard.

Code Triage,
Emergency Department now.

Code Triage,
Emergency Department now.

What's that mean?
Has that happened before?

We're locking down the hospital

and setting up a command center
in Administration.

We'll coordinate logistics,
supplies, communication.

How many casualties?

Unclear, but initial reports
are not good.

OK.

The night shift is
gonna be here soon,

but we are gonna need more help,

especially from Surgery
and Anesthesiology.

MCI group text and email
went out to everyone,

including Transport
and Environmental Services.

OK, good.

Hey, everyone's gonna want
to come in to help.

Keep enough in reserve.

Tell them to come in eight
hours later to give us a break.

- And can you try and reach Jake?
- Of course.

Surgery's got to call in
the cavalry.

- We're gonna need all 25 ORs.
- Ahead of you.

Four ORs are
prepped and staffed,

and we're working on getting
the rest up and running.

- What about disaster supplies?
- On their way.

Every patient
in the ER needs to go up.

Beds or no beds,
they'll get better care

in an upstairs hallway
than ignored down here.

Agreed.

There's a whole wing that's
empty on the eighth floor.

- I don't know if that's...
- But no nurses to staff it.

No comment on that one.

Waiting room and Triage can go
to Family Medicine Urgent Care.

And we should turn off the TVs.

We don't need to cause
any extra panic.

Will do.

The cafeteria will handle

the family members
and survivors.

What else do you need?

Prayers wouldn't hurt.

Amen to that.

- Keep the press out of here.
- Gladly.

Call me directly
if you need anything else.

OK, will do. Thank you.

- Hey, what's going on?
- Mass casualty at PittFest.

How many victims?

We don't know.
Expect the worst.

Did the police find David?

[crowd murmuring]

OK, everybody listen up.

[clears throat]

There is an active shooter
at PittFest.

As the nearest trauma center,

we are going to be getting
the majority of the victims.

We don't know yet
how many we are getting,

but we are instituting

hospital-wide
emergency protocols.

We need to move
every patient out of here.

They either go home,
they go upstairs,

or they go to Family Medicine.

Call your loved ones now
if you need to.

I can guarantee you cell service

will soon be overwhelmed.

Eat something.
Stay hydrated.

Use the bathroom
while there's time

and meet back here for a full
briefing in five minutes.

Brother, I'm so fucking
glad to see you.

Heard it on the police scanner.

How many we expecting?

I don't know,
but it doesn't sound good.

[sighs]

Let's go to the back first
in order.

Those guys got to get
out of there.

[indistinct chatter]

How many patients can you take?

[elevator bell dings]

Where do we put
the disaster bins?

Behavioral Health.
That's now our central supply.

Let's go.

We got more bins coming.

OK.

Right side.

Left side.

I'm gonna need you to grab
folding tables from facilities

- to organize all this stuff.
- Copy that.

Go. Thank you.

Code Triage,
Emergency Department now.

Code Triage,
Emergency Department now.

[muttering indistinctly]

Blood Bank, call 7113.

[indistinct chatter continues]

Thank you for your
cooperation and understanding

as we prepare
for a mass-casualty event.

Your medical records will be
available to urgent care

and Family Medicine.

They know you're coming.
[indistinct chatter]

OK, please make sure to take

all your personal belongings
with you.

This is stupid.

Sorry for any
inconvenience, sir,

but this is an emergency.

This is an emergency room.
It's fucking stupid.

Olsen, get back here

as soon as the waiting room
is cleared.

Copy that.

Telemetry.

OB/GYN.

CCU. ICU.

- Ortho.
- MCI protocols.

Make sure you bring all these
gurneys and wheelchairs back.

They're going
to the ambulance bay.

We need as many
as we can get our hands on.

What's next, Cap?

Pharmacy needs to come down
and open the PDS.

They also need to bring up
all the narcotics,

paralytics, and sedatives
that they can.

- Consider it done.
- Jake?

Not yet, but you know teenagers.

I'll keep trying.

OK, maybe try his mom, Janey.

She's in my phone.
Tell her what's going on.

And try Collins... see if you can
get her to come back.

Will do.

OK, let's go. Let's go.

Bring all these gurneys
and wheelchairs back.

They're all going
to the ambulance bay.

Um, hi.

Can you just tell
my sister, Becca,

that I'm gonna be
a little late picking her up?

Um... uh, I don't... I don't know.

Hey. Hey, Mom, I need you
or Dad to come to the hospital

right now to pick up Harrison,

or he's gonna be stuck here
for hours.

I know, I'll explain
when you get here, OK?

Love you. Bye.

Hey.

Can we leave yet?

I can't,

but Grandma and Grandpa
are gonna come pick you up.

And in the meantime,
you can play some games.

Can I watch a movie?

Yes, but nothing scary.

I mean it.

And don't leave this room
until I come get you, OK?

OK, Mom.

- Love you.
- Bye.

We're gonna be putting
four gurneys

in each of these trauma rooms,
so make sure

you stock both rooms to handle
the additional patients.

Not a problem.

And let's broom all these
WOWs, ultrasounds out of here.

We're not gonna have time or
space for anything but gurneys.

OK.

Any word on what
we're expecting?

Not yet.
How's it looking upstairs?

Should have all 25 ORs
running within the hour.

We could be buried by then.

Everyone's rolling in
as fast as they can.

Surgery is ready.
We're here. We're ready.

- I am taking Primary ER.
- Have at it.

Who's taking Primary Surgery?

Heavy is the head
that wears the crown.

Dr. Walsh.

- Anesthesiology?
- Gladden will be down.

He's got four in place,
more on the way.

OK, this is yours.

Thank you.
What you got in there?

A couple of CAT tourniquets,
hemostatic dressings, LMAs.

We got plenty of that stuff.

Butterfly ultrasound
works off a cell phone.

- Ooh, that's cool.
- Yeah.

But we're gonna send all
the unstable chest and belly

straight up to the OR.

OK, everybody listen up.

[claps hands]
This is how it's going to work.

Our ambulance bay
is now our Triage.

EMS will be overwhelmed.

Most will probably
arrive by car,

several victims per vehicle.

For all you newbies
that don't know,

Dr. Shen is our
night shift attending.

John, I'm gonna put you
on Point Triage.

Cool.

Triage will decide
who goes where

depending on their injury.

Every department will have
a designated primary

who will oversee their staff.

If you need someone,
look for the vest.

We're all gonna have walkies.

We can get you
whatever you need.

No patient goes into a room
unless it's a trauma bay,

and they will have
four patients each.

We need to keep
everybody out in the open

so we can keep an eye
on everything, OK?

Triage is gonna assess
and assign every patient

to a specific zone
with a colored slap band.

Patient who comes in
with a red slap band

goes to the Red Zone,
which is the trauma rooms,

with overflow out here.

These are
the most critical patients

who will die
without immediate attention.

Samira, where are you?

You are here
with Dr. Abbot and me.

Jack's gonna run traffic.

We have five minutes
to try and stabilize the reds.

After that,
it's OR, ICU, or morgue.

The south and central
common area over there

will be the Pink Zone.

That is for patients
who will die in under an hour

without treatment.

McKay and Javadi,
you are over there,

with help from incoming night
shift and surgical staff.

Yellow Zone is
the North Corridor.

Those are gonna be mostly
extremity wounds...

good vitals, talking.

Mel, you're gonna run point
there with Santos and Whitaker.

Uh, what if... what if there's
a-a pulseless extremity?

Oh, if you...
if you can't feel a pulse,

check for Doppler flow
with this.

It's a mini-ultrasound.

Follow the screen prompts.

But a yellow can change
to a red if they go south.

You got to stay on top of them,
even if they seem stable.

- OK, yeah.
- You got this, Dr. King.

Green... minor lacs and sprains.
They go to Family Medicine.

Black and white bands are DOA,
imminent death.

Pedes is now our morgue.

Let's hope we don't get
too many of these.

We're a MASH unit now.

There's no charting,
no electronic medical records,

no board.

How do we document treatment?

Oh, you'll all get Sharpies,
and every patient

has a wrist chart to document
treatment and procedures.

You run out of room,

write on the patient's forehead.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

Each wrist chart has

a unique mass-casualty-incident
barcode and patient number.

That's how the patients
are gonna get identified.

This is no-frills
combat-zone medicine.

No ultrasound, no X-rays,
no CT, no labs.

Assess based on mental status
and pulse strength.

Every critical patient gets
an IO, intubation,

a unit of blood
and chest tube if needed.

Everything you need...
blood, drugs, bandages...

everything will be
in the Behavioral Health rooms.

That's our supply depot.

Um...

oh, keep a couple
of 11 blades in your pocket.

Goal is to resuscitate ASAP

so they'll make it upstairs
for definitive care.

Trauma surgery and neurosurgery

will decide who goes up
to the OR immediately

and who goes to the ICU

for further treatment
and evaluation.

Communicate.

Ask for help if you need it.

Trust your attendings.

We will get through
this together.

Damn right we will.

OK, you three,
I want to talk to you.

[indistinct chatter]

I need you three
to raid Central Supply

and bring back all
the chest tubes, ET tubes,

thora-seals, normal saline...

I thought that was all
in Behavioral Health.

We can burn through all that
in the first hour.

West basement,
just past nuclear medicine.

- West basement. Got it.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Take one of these
empty disaster bins

so you can grab everything
you get your hands on.

What's a disaster bin?

Empty plastic boxes right there.

- You can't miss them.
- Where's Collins?

She went home,
but Dana is calling her now.

Don't worry. It's OK.

We got plenty of people
coming in.

Just follow Dr. Abbot's lead.

John, I'm gonna help you
get started in Triage.

Sounds good.

- Dana. What do you need?
- Oh!

Prep the Yellow Zone
for extremity wounds.

We need a shitload of bandages,
tourniquets,

splint slings,
and IV antibiotics.

- I'm on it.
- Yep.

Myrna.

Where the hell did Mryna go?

Antoine, did you take
the cuffs off Myrna?

Hell, no. That woman scares
the shit out of me.

She keeps trying to bite me.

Son of a bitch.

[indistinct chatter]

[distant siren wailing]

Whoa.

That's a lot of wrist charts.

300.

Let's hope
we don't need them all.

Were you at the last
mass-casualty faculty meeting?

Oh, no. I was still
a resident three months ago.

Right.

Wow.

Well, one patient
at a time, right?

The goal is to triage
each patient in ten seconds.

Ten seconds, got it.

Mental status is AVPU.

Alert, response to verbal,
response to pain, unresponsive.

Yep.

Next, do they have a pulse?

Radial, carotid, or femoral
tells you where to send them.

- That's it.
- OK.

Cool.

Oh, I heard it might rain today.

- John?
- Yeah, man.

Mental status and pulse
gives you everything you need.

Cool.

Unresponsive with no pulses,

slap a black and white band
on them,

send them to the morgue.

[sighs] Responds to pain
with a faint groan,

weak femoral pulse, no radial?

- Uh, red.
- Right.

Slap a red band on them,
send them back.

Awake, alert with strong radial?

Trick question.

Could be green, Family Medicine
for scrapes or sprains,

but stable, penetrating
extremity wounds go to yellow.

- Perfect.
- Dude, relax.

I got the front door.
You worry about the back.

[distant sirens wailing,
indistinct shouting]

[slurps]

Hey, Paolo, everybody,
let's put the heads

of these gurneys up 30 degrees

so they all roll in
the right way.

- Dr. Robby.
- Did you talk to your son?

No, but I have the form to
put him on a psychiatric hold.

A social worker signed it.

- I just need you.
- OK.

You should probably go home,
Theresa.

This hospital is
essentially closed.

- David wouldn't do this.
- [sirens approaching]

I really hope you're right.

- I got four shooting victims.
- [tires screeching]

What's your name?

Duncan.

- Show me.
- [groaning]

Right chest, strong radial.
Pink.

What's this?

That's priority boarding.
You're gonna be OK.

Back wound is red.
Shoulder is yellow.

Neck wound is red.
[horn honking]

OK.
Let's check out this van.

Yeah.

Hey.
See that woman over there?

- You need to speak to her.
- Why?

Her son had something
to do with the shooting.

I'm not sure for certain,
but you need to talk to her.

Shit. OK.

[helicopter rotors thrumming]

- What's your name?
- Uh, I'm Sylvia.

This is my son, Omar.

Omar, can you open
your eyes for me?

He's deaf.

Gurney!

Sir, can you hear me?

Black and white, Pedes.

Red zone.

You need to let go now.
One, two, three.

I want to stay with my son.

He will be very close by,
I promise.

What happened to your leg?

Uh, I got hit by a car
when we were wheeling him in.

OK, we'll see you inside, too.

You got this?
I'll check back in a minute.

No problema.

Dr. Ellis,
thanks for coming in early.

- Put me in, Coach.
- You're on Triage with Shen.

Ten seconds a patient, right?

You got it. Let me know
if you need any help.

Help.

[horn honking]

Behind you.

Coming through.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm in.

Bag her.

O-neg's pouring in.

Stronger pulse.

I'll take her up.

Dr. Mohan,
that kid came in with his mom.

She says he's deaf.

Ready to go with the O-neg.

Wait, wait. Stop.

O positive for males over 13,
women over 55.

O-neg for everybody else.

Hook me up.

- It's really pouring out.
- Squeeze in two units.

1500 out buys him
a trip to the OR.

If he stabilizes,
surgical ICU instead.

I'm gonna see who needs help.

Yeah.

[whirring]

IO's in. Go with O pos.

When there's no time,
bone marrow infusion

is as good as an IV.

Robby, stabilize for the flip.

Go.

- OK.
- [grunts]

He's got a wound on both sides.

He's gonna need two chest tubes.

- Yeah.
- Need a hand?

Hell, no.
I got two hands.

Roll.

OK, quick IO, Etomidate and sux,

prep for the intubation.

[tense music]

[whirring]

[screaming]

Got another one for yellow.

[indistinct shouting]

Document the tourniquet time.

Mark the arm.
Mark the chart.

Let it down briefly
once an hour.

- OK.
- Four of morphine.

Repeat if needed.

Mel, this is Sylvia.

Hi, Sylvia. I'm Dr. King.

Oh! Mm.

Looks like closed
tib-fib fractures.

Strong pedal pulses,
great flow with the butterfly.

Great.

OK, I got separated
from my son, Omar.

He got shot in the chest.

OK, um, I'll let you know
as soon as I find out anything.

He is deaf, ASL only.
They need to know that.

OK. Um, I'll make sure
it's in his chart.

She needs X-rays...
AP and lateral.

Well, um, Radiology's
gonna be closed for hours.

Put her in a long CAM boot
and pain meds.

We're just gonna
make you comfortable.

Thank you.

Coming in with clamps now.

Environmental service
manager to the ER.

Environmental service manager
to the ER.

OK.
Pressure dressing on this.

OK.

- [stammering]
- What if he dropped a lung?

Then I'll throw in a pigtail.

- Who needs help?
- Everyone.

Pinks are supposed to be
stable for the next hour.

If you think they need
the OR sooner,

- send them to the red zone.
- Will do.

I got this.
Go with your mom...

I mean, Dr. Shamsi.

How we doing in here?

So far, so good.
Blood's primed and ready.

1500 CCs.
Time for the OR now?

Definitely. Move him up.

♪ ♪

Um... uh, 17-year-old
with a right chest wound?

Going up to the OR now.

Hold on one second.

They need to know he's deaf
when he wakes up.

Not a lot of test tube
output here.

Looks like this one's renal.

Golden ticket...
directly to surgery.

♪ ♪

That's 3 out of 4 ORs down.

Another 4 about to open,

and all 25 will be ready
by the time we need them.

- We could be buried by then.
- No, you won't.

We'll blast through these,
tying off bleeders

and slapping on
vacuum dressings.

We'll finish the job in a day
or two when the dust settles.

Unresponsive,
had a weak femoral, lost it.

Two units of blood.

If there's no response, call it.

No pulse, no OR.

Gunshot to the head.

Through and through?

Yeah, we still
got a strong pulse.

This one can make it because
the intracranial bleed

can decompress through
the bullet holes.

Walsh, neurosurgery in house?

Yes, send him
to the neurocrit ICU.

They'll triage from there.

OK, you guys good in here?
You got this?

We got this.

Bring me a few more
before I get bored.

ER immediately.

All available transport
to the ER immediately.

Through and through?

It doesn't look like it.

Getting backed up out there.

[indistinct chatter]

Good view of the chords.

Easy peasy, I'm in.

Bag her up.

We have more ambulances coming.

End tidal CO2 looking good.

20 French on a kelly.

What the fuck are you doing?

- I'm saving lives.
- You should not be here.

None of these people
should be here.

Larry, Larry!

Head wounds don't go to yellow.

Wait, what?
Triage says yellow.

- Hold on.
- Go.

I've got this. Trust me.

Oh, we're a little late
for that.

Any available transport
to the ER now.

Any available transport
to the ER now.

This is Grayson Cooper, 68.

Bullet grazed his scalp.

I got lucky.
Dude just clipped me.

Let me see.
Got a headache?

Not really.
A little burning.

- Good for yellow.
- Been to a million concerts.

Whatever happened
to peace and love, man?

That's a great question.

- [screaming]
- It should be numb.

Israeli bandage starts
with hemostatic gauze

then turns into
a pressure dressing.

Is that arterial?

No, but it's bleeding
pretty briskly.

OK, change it to a tourniquet
only if it soaks through.

I got a superficial scalp wound.

Wrap it tight
with frequent neuro checks.

- I need to assess your injury.
- I'm fine.

Help the others first, please.
I'm fine.

Um, sir, are you taking
any medication?

Just medicinal marijuana.

Yeah?
What do you take that for?

[chuckles] Everything.

- IVs on everyone.
- I need some help over here.

How is my son?

Omar. He was shot in the chest.

We were in the plumber van.

He is upstairs
with the surgeons in the OR.

I will come and find you
when I know more.

Coming through!

[indistinct chatter]

Jesse, hang a unit,
then right up to the OR.

[distant siren wailing]

She shot?

No, looks like she got trampled.

Unresponsive in the field.
Three more in the rig.

Hey, Javadi!

Got a possible
blunt head trauma here.

Pupils are good.

Strong pulses.

OK, assess for blunt head,
chest, belly.

- With who?
- Anybody.

- How are we doing?
- Heads above water so far.

Anything about the shooter?

Haven't heard,
but I'll try and get an update.

- I see Langdon's back.
- Yeah, not by choice.

I'll deal with that
when this shift is over.

- Collins?
- Not answering.

I told her to turn off
her fucking phone.

Keep trying her. Jake?

No.

But I got his mom
on the landline.

Told her to call both of us
when she reaches him.

- OK.
- Yep.

Environmental services
manager to the ER.

One for pink and one for green.

- On it.
- I'm sorry.

All press needs to stay
in the waiting room.

Come on, man, two minutes.

The public needs to know
what's going on.

Front of the hospital!

Pedestrian entrance.
I'm not telling you again.

[siren chirping]

What's this?

Responds to pain only,
thready pulse,

chest wall contusions
with boot prints on his shirt.

- Yellow here, a wheelchair.
- OK, sounds good.

Do you need anything?

Well, I was hoping
for Thanksgiving

and Christmas off this year.

But we can talk about it later.

For proper chest tube placement,

keep going until the last
fenestration is intrathoracic.

- OK, stop.
- What?

I don't need you
teaching me right now.

- You're already an expert?
- Read the fucking room, Mom!

3-0 silk.

I'm about to place
a horizontal mattress,

in case you're wondering.

Looks like you've got this.

This one should go to yellow.

Hey, could you help me?

Soaked through
his pressure dressing.

OK, yeah, we can fix that
with Raney Clips.

What are those?

They use them in neurosurgery
to clamp off the scalp

- before opening the skull.
- All right.

I'll be right back.
Santos, keep pressure.

You guys are swamped.
I got this.

It takes a village.

[screaming]

Sylvia. Sylvia?

Whitaker! Sylvia.

Sylvia, can you hear me?

Sylvia, can you hear me?

- I lost her radial pulse.
- From a broken leg?

- Well, what did we miss?
- I don't know. Heart attack?

Another injury
from the car crash?

- That's for pulses.
- It has an EFAST mode.

[tense music]

Diagnosis made.

Blood in Morrison's,
liver laceration.

Car hit the belly.
Leg was a distracting injury.

Um, drill in an IO.

I'm gonna get some blood,

and then we'll move her to pink.

[tense music]

Just sent another up to the OR.

- I got room for one more red.
- On it.

Didn't make it.
Going to Pedes.

Another red in Trauma One.

Copy that.

- Dana, if I... whoa!
- Careful, kid.

Um, I need Raney Clips
and a unit of O-neg.

Raneys will have to come
down from the OR.

- I need them now.
- OK.

OK, I'll get them.

O-neg here.

- There you go.
- Thanks.

We need EVS with a mop.

Not much blood,
but a big rush of air.

Got trampled.
Collapsed his lung.

Tension pneumo.

- Who intubated?
- I did.

Mohan is on fire.

- Pulse is coming up.
- OK, great.

Slide to pink
as soon as there's room.

Got it.

Hey, uh, how many ORs available?

One now.
Two more in less than five.

Can you take a belly
and one more chest in pre?

No problem.

MCI 21 is going to ICU.
I'll be back.

Got it.

Red Zone, Red Zone.

Environmental service
manager to the ER.

Three West is full.
Take them to Two South.

I need Xeroform, cut 4x4s,
and elastoplast tape.

You're here!

In the flesh.
What do you got?

Uh, auto versus ped.

We thought it was just
a tib-fib fracture.

Then we found
an occult liver laceration.

Leg is low priority right now.

If she stabilizes with blood,

she can wait an hour for the OR.

- And if not?
- Front of the line, baby.

Her son's in the OR
with a GSW to the chest.

Sweet.
Family reunion in post-op.

Whitaker, I'll be right back
once this unit's in.

- Uh-huh.
- Hey!

Good catch, you two.

Hey, Langdon,
we're out of Xeroform.

I'll try to find some.

Come on, Sylvia.

[elevator bell dings]

Oh, I'm sorry, sir.
The ER is closed.

You'll have to exit out
the pedestrian entrance.

I'm a patient.

Then you need to go to
Family Medicine in Building 8.

No, I'm waiting for surgery
on the fourth floor.

OK, well,
then go back to your bed.

My son is down here.

I'm sorry, sir,
but no one's in and out

unless they're on a gurney.

[scoffs] OK, look, um,

my wife is an ER doc,
Dr. McKay.

She needs me
to get our son home.

He's in the staff lounge.

[sighs]
All right, make it quick.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

But, hey...

I am timing you.

If you're not back in five,
I'm coming after you.

- Yeah.
- Got it?

- Yeah, OK.
- Yeah, OK.

- I need a tourniquet now!
- Need some help over here.

Back looks good.
No exit wounds.

Red Zone!

OK, I'll be right back.

- [whirring]
- Javadi, IO.

Yeah.

- [whirring]
- Here too.

Sux is on board.

- She's not breathing.
- I got it.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm in. Bag her.

Chad, what are you doing here?

Uh, they... they, uh...
they postponed my surgery.

You can't be in here.

Go sit with Harrison
in the staff lounge!

- OK. OK.
- Now!

[indistinct chatter continues]

I got it! I'm trying!

Another one for the morgue.
Heading to Pedes.

Hey, buddy.

Did you have your surgery?

No, it got delayed.

Ready to go home?

Mom said that
Grandma and Grandpa McKay

were picking me up.

Yeah, I'm not sure
they can get here right now,

and neither can Chloe.

But, you know,
we can Uber to my place.

I'd rather go home with Mom
if that's OK.

Uh, your mom's got
her hands full, dude,

and I think she's gonna
be here pretty late.

I can wait.

OK.

Yeah, OK.

- Should we watch something?
- You want to watch a movie?

Yeah, sure.

What do you got on there?

Not much.

That's one unit in.

Her pulse is stronger,
but she needs more blood.

Not today. Only one unit
if the pulse picks up.

We're already rationing
our blood supply.

- What if we run out?
- Who wanted Raney Clips?

Oh, me!
Thank you.

- I thought you left.
- All hands on deck, right?

Is there any word on Omar?

He's this woman's deaf son.
Teenage boy shot in the chest?

Kid got lucky.
Missed the aorta.

He should pull through.

Oh, that's amazing.
Um, well, her name is Sylvia.

Would you please tell her about
her son when she wakes up?

What are you using to...

Mateo, MCI-29 goes to the OR.

[continues speaking
indistinctly]

What's this?

Unresponsive even to pain.

No GSW.

Strong pulse, but tachycardic
and diaphoretic.

Looking for internal hemorrhage.

- FAST negative.
- Help me roll her.

All transport
to the ER immediately.

- Tim!
- Yeah.

- Amp of D50, now.
- Got it.

- Seriously?
- Look... glucose monitor.

She's diabetic
and probably hypoglycemic.

- So check the blood sugar.
- No time for that.

Still could be head trauma.

If it's DKA,
you're making it worse.

My Spidey sense is telling me
she took her morning insulin,

but she skipped lunch.

She's in a coma
from low blood sugar.

Will you look at that?
These are healing hands.

Too bad they're so tiny.

Hello. What's your name?

Dawn.

Where am I?

Pittsburgh Trauma
Medical Center.

You dropped your blood sugar,
but you're gonna be OK.

Guess you don't need me here.

Don't even say it.

Let's get her to yellow.

What happened?

Uh, there was a shooting
at PittFest.

But you're safe now.

Whatever you can spare.
Thanks.

MCI-33 to yellow for monitoring.

What are you doing?

Ran out of laryngoscopes.
No time to autoclave.

Oh, man.

Almost out of chest tubes, too.

More coming from Presby.

We're running very low on O-neg.

- Perfect storm.
- Yeah.

I got a pink coming in!

[person screams]

Do you feel anything, Grayson?

No pain.

Just a lot of sadness
for the world we live in.

- I hear you.
- Any room at the inn?

Uh, what's her story?

This is Dawn, no trauma,

insulin reaction,
responded to D50.

- D10 at 100 an hour?
- Perfect.

Oh, and I borrowed
your butterfly.

It's on the gurney.

- So just like that.
- Yep.

- What are you doing?
- Treating the patient.

Raney Clips.

Clamping off a bunch
of sub-Q bleeders.

Good work.
Keep it up.

Yep, perfect.
That's it.

Room for another pink.

- I need suction!
- We don't have any.

Too many secretions.
I can't see shit.

Here, wipe it out with 4x4s.

Are you kidding me?

You guys have
a fiberoptic laryngoscope?

Nope, just a rigid Glidescope.

That'll do.

Except we don't have any room
for it, so just pull out,

and we'll bag for a minute.

When did this guy last eat?

We never know down here.
Let me get in there.

I'll keep cricoid pressure.
If he vomits, we're fucked.

- Doctor.
- [groaning]

We may need a surgical airway.

Hold on, hold on,
hold on, hold on.

Oh, yeah. This is a tough one.

Oh, yeah, this one looks tough.

- No shit. Prep the neck?
- Hold on.

- McKay? Come over here.
- Yeah.

Just give me
a chest compression.

CPR?
Did we lose the pulse?

No, just give me one good push.

Yep.
OK, two.

And do it again.

[grunts]

OK.

I think I am in.

- Bag him.
- Check the end tidal.

Uh, yellow. We're good.

- Whoo-hoo-hoo!
- How'd you do that?

- Bubble intubation.
- [sighs]

You gave the compression,
I followed the air bubbles up.

More than one way to tube a cat.

Coming through.

Robby!

- Now, please!
- Wow.

- Imagine that.
- Whew.

Anything from Jake?

How much room
do we have in pink?

Intubated chest tube,

but massive
subcutaneous emphysema.

Air from the chest is
leaking under the skin.

- Losing the pulse.
- What do you think?

Tamponade
from pneumomediastinum.

About to cut blowhole incisions
to release the air?

Do it.
Infraclavicular.

Yep.

[soft hissing]

Pulse is coming up.
Nicely done.

OK, send him
to cardiothoracic ICU.

[groaning]

We'll get you pain medicine.
A nurse will be by soon.

[sighs]

- Hey, where'd this guy go?
- Uh, which patient?

MCI-28, arm injury
who refused treatment?

Uh, maybe he left?

With a gunshot wound?

Hey!

Hey, what the hell
are you doing?

I'm fine.
Leave me alone.

- You can't do that.
- Back off.

[scoffs]

I need security in here!

Hey!

[grunts]

[laughs]

Nice move, Slick.

What happened?

Fucker!

I think this guy stole
a victim's hoodie

and faked an injury
to get inside.

He's probably
a fucking reporter.

- Asshole.
- What?

Hey!
Hey, wake up, you faker!

[groans]

Yep, he responds to pain.

Perlah, blunt head trauma
goes to pink.

Soft restraints,
six hours observation.

- Gurney to the hub.
- Be right back.

I'm fine.

Yeah, great, you can give
a statement to the cops.

- Get him out of here.
- Yeah.

Where's my phone?

Oops.

My bad.

Chest tube, please.

- We're out of chest tubes.
- What the hell?

You could have told me that
before we started.

- Well, I didn't know.
- I already made the incision.

Now what am I supposed to do?

- What about this?
- An ET tube?

A tube's a tube.

And if you inflate the balloon,
it won't pull out.

Fine.
Set up a Thoraseal.

- Out of those, too.
- Oh, for the love of God!

Urine bag?

How am I supposed
to connect to that?

Christmas tree adapter.
It'll work.

[sighs] This is all
very unconventional.

No. [chuckles]
This is genius.

Oh, um, and four of Ancef.

Sorry, I forgot the Ancef.

Thank you.

[distant siren wailing]
[sighs]

Mel! Mel, I need you
to reassess, please, now.

Sylvia?

Oh, Sylvia.

Her pulse is weak and thready.

She's, uh, bleeding out
from her liver lac.

- I need O-neg!
- O-neg's gone, honey.

Gloria's got more flying in.

Incident Command,
what's the ETA on our blood?

Eight to ten minutes.

The patient's gonna
have to get by

with a liter of saline.

No, no, she needs blood,
not crystalloid.

Um, can she go to surgery?

All right, she's next to go,
as soon as we get an open OR.

She's not gonna last that long.

Dr. Robby.
Dr. Robby!

Dr. Robby, we're out of O-neg,
but I'm O-neg.

Can I donate?

Gloria's got more blood
flying in.

- But I need it now.
- What is our blood status?

Just used the last units
of O-neg and O-pos.

- More flying in.
- ETA?

Less than 10.

Some patients are not
gonna last that long.

And I'm sure there are
other O-neg donors

that probably work here, so...

It would take hours to screen
for HIV and hepatitis.

Well, I have neither,
and I donate all the time.

[sighs]

Please.

Fuck it.

If the patient's gonna die
before they get to the OR,

then the benefits
outweigh the risks.

My man.

All right, kid, roll up your
sleeve... I'll meet you in 7.

Listen up.

Central 7, 8, 9 is now
the blood donor center.

Anyone who's O-neg or O-pos,
we need you to donate now.

Hands where I can see them.

OK, let's do this.

[indistinct chatter]

- You two work here, right?
- Yes.

Can you tell me how my mom is?

Her name is Patricia Gregory...
or Trish.

She was shot in her arm.

We're here to help.
One second. Bear with us.

[sighs]

Hello?

Can I have your attention, please?

My name is Kiara Alfaro.

I'm an emergency-department
social worker.

This is Lupe Perez,
one of our ward clerks.

I know you all want information
about your friends and family.

In order to help you,
we have a QR code

you can scan for our
patient-identification website.

Cell phones are down,
but you can log on

to the hospital guest Wi-Fi.

That information
is on these papers

we'll distribute
around the room.

Once you log on,
send us the name and birth date

of whomever
you're concerned about.

If you could tell us
what they were wearing,

upload photos,
pictures of tattoos, piercings.

Anything to help identify them
would be useful.

If we get a match,
we'll let you know.

We're setting up
phone chargers, water, snacks.

And if anyone needs
to change clothes,

we've got paper scrubs coming.

Give us some time.

We're doing everything we can

to help get you
the information you need.

[indistinct chatter]

OK, I'm done.

OK, give me the Coban.
Come on, come on, come on.

I got this.
Here you go.

Here you go.
There you go.

Next!

How's she doing?

We have 500 of saline in.

She's just barely with us, Mel.

OK, well, this unit
of whole blood should help.

Yeah, see if you can find
a pressure bag.

No, no. Much faster if I just
squeeze it in myself.

Need some help with an airway!

What is it?

GSW to the neck
with expanding hematoma

and distorted anatomy...
can't intubate him.

- Probably hit the carotid.
- OK. I'll do the airway.

Give me a 6.5 and a bougie.

I got the bleeder.

Foley catheter
with a 30 cc balloon.

- Are you donating?
- O-neg, yeah.

♪ ♪

Coming through!

[sighs] It's too bloody
to see a bougie.

Not for this.
Three-step process.

Step one, scalpel.

Step two, finger.
Step three, bougie.

OK, railroad in the tube.

I'm doing all I can to stop it!

Good, that's far enough.

OK, bag him.

Dressing off.

Foley's in.
Blow up a balloon.

30 cc's in.

Clamping.

Look at that.

- Dry as a bone.
- Hoo-hoo-hoo!

Room for another red.

Dr. Walsh, you have an OR
for a head-and-neck case?

MCI-48.

We've got 16 ORs up and running.

We've got room for one more.

Liver lac came back
after a second unit,

needs an ex-lap.

Turning over two ORs now.
Send them up.

Where the hell did Mel go?

I don't know, but she needs
to get back to yellow.

That's 2 grams of Ancef.

Great.

Let's take a look
at your dressing.

All right, that looks good.
The bleeding stopped.

Can you wiggle your fingers?

Ma'am? Ma'am, can you move
your fingers for me?

OK, does it feel
the same on both sides?

Great. How's the pain?

Well, the bullet
probably went through

the two forearm bones,

but there's no damage
to the nerves or arteries,

so that's a good sign.

You're gonna be OK.

I'll find you some tissues.

[sobbing]

Robby, blood's arrived.

Oh, right on.

Eviscerated bowel,
fresh ABD and saline.

OK, bag for a sec?

3.375 Zosyn
and a sterile dressing.

I can't believe
I'm saying this...

another Christmas tree
and Foley bag.

How did we run out
of chest tubes?

Less than 500 cc's out.
Surgical ICU can take him.

ET tubes in the chest...
they're gonna wonder

what the hell we're doing down
here, but it was a great save.

Hey, Javadi,
I need you to find Whitaker

and go up to the helipad...
we got blood flying in.

- OK.
- Stay behind the yellow line

between 10:00 and 2:00
so the pilot

- can see you the whole time.
- OK.

You got this?

Moving him up as fast as we can.

This one's going to yellow.

More chest tubes,
courtesy of Presby.

Awesome.
I'm gonna go check on Triage.

Copy that.

[siren chirping]

- They find the shooter yet?
- Not yet, but we'll find him.

- Half the county is looking.
- What about with her?

Waiting for the FBI to get here.

They find her son?

No, but they pinged
his cell phone

to the area of the shooting.

Fuck. Does she know that yet?

- She's about to find out.
- OK. Thanks.

What's with all these
bloody handprints?

That's when people were trying

to stop us to get a ride in,
but we were already packed.

Chest, belly, arm, and leg.

Red, pink, yellow,
and a lucky green.

Two gurneys, two wheelchairs.

[tires screeching]

- My partner's in bad shape.
- What's his name?

Rich. Rich Stefano.

Hey, Rich. How you doing?

- [gurgling]
- Oh, shit.

He got... he got shot
in the face?

No, entrance is
on the other side...

neck, above his vest.

- Cheek is the exit wound.
- OK.

Come on, Red Zone.
He needs an airway.

Come with me.
Come with me.

I got you.
We'll get you fixed up.

[siren approaching]

Take him.

[siren chirping]

Hey, what's up
with the SWAT team?

It's just a precaution

in case the shooter
heads this way.

- Is that a possibility?
- There was some chatter.

Well, are we gonna be safe
out here?

- Should be now.
- Focus on the patients.

Focus on the patients.

Only way out is through.

Any idea how many more
are coming?

Incident Command is sending
all these ambulances

back to the scene
for more victims.

We might not even be
halfway through yet.

Jesus.

When is this gonna end?

[indistinct shouting]

[dramatic music]

[sighs] Fuck.

[siren wailing]

[soft music]

♪ ♪