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Almost done.

I know, but the game starts in less than
an hour. These tickets cost me a lot.

Well, you picked the right night. I've
got one patient to see, and I'm out of

here. He's in three.

Thank you.

How much did it cost?

They had the floor seats. Lakers in
Chicago.

Yeah? What does that translate to in
dollars?

I've already spent my inheritance.

Well, I had no idea. Can I pick up
dinner? My credit cards were counting on

Oh.

Okay.

Looks like you're going to be fine.

It's a little salmonella poisoning is
what it was. We'll treat you for the

dehydration, give you a little something
for that upset stomach. You'll be able

to go home.

You know, from now on, I wouldn't buy
any seafood from a pickup truck on a

freeway ramp.

That's it.

You sure?

Yep.

What's going on? We've got a major bus
accident on the west side.

Smash between two seats.

Unconscious. Severe head and body
trauma. Possible internal injuries. We

immobilize this next. Start an IEP.

D5W. Okay. Trauma one. Right away.

How bad is it out there? It's a war
zone. Six more ambulances coming in

now.

I'll save you a seat.

Okay. Sorry.

My count. Three, two, one.

Pupils are dilated and unresponsive.

BP 50 over 30.

Pulse 120. Another one for you. Okay,
crossing type, four units, whole blood.

need a CBC, Chem 7, cranial and
abdominal CTs. We need an intubate.

Give me an 8 .5 ET tube.

Originoscope.

He's stable.

Pressure's 90 over 50.

Rhythm is sinus and regular, 90 per
minute.

Okay, sedate with 3 milligrams of
morphine and notify next of kin.

Yeah, yeah.

Talk to me. Adult male,

50. He's thrown over the seat in front
of him. He's got severe abdominal pain.

started an IC of B5W at 16 and 10
milligrams of Demerol. Yeah, and how

that going to cost me? I don't know if
this hurts.

Okay, okay.

Full panel crossing type four units,
whole blood.

I'd like to get a chest X -ray and
abdominal CAT scan.

With that, I'll buy a new set of tires
for your Porsche.

Grab the TW.

He's in full rest!

And the bus tipped over. He slammed
against the window. He's got massive

and body trauma.

B .O .A.

Time of death, 6 .51 p .m. Just give me
another minute. He's gonna pull through.

Oh, Tanya, honey.

You've done your best.

All right,

clear the way. What happened? A pair of
broken legs and multiple contusions and

lacerations. How bad is it? Good clean
break.

And that's a good thing? As far as
broken bones go, give her 20 milligrams

Demerol and take her down to x -ray.
Let's go.

We got the bus rider.

It was wrapped around the steering
wheel, neck, chest, and pelvic pain.

start an IV, TKO push with three
milligram morphine, IV push, cross,

-spine, chest and pelvis x -rays.

Give me the details.

Cassandra on her feet, no signs of
trauma, confusions, or lacerations, but

has complaining of neck and back
discomfort.

I'm fine now. It's okay. I'll be the
judge of that. Let's give her three

milligrams of morphine for the pain, and
I'll talk to you after.

Someone take her down to x -ray.

Nick?

You all right?

It's under control.

It's all under control.

What's the tally?

Two green tag, two yellow, one red, two
DOA.

Two? I only saw one.

He hasn't come in yet. The fire
department's still trying to pull his

of what's left of his car.

The guy ran a red and clipped the bus.
The bus driver lost control, jumped the

curb, and ran head -on into a building.

The driver of the car still had a beer
can in his hand when I found him.

How long after the accident did you
arrive at the scene?

Five minutes, tops.

The dust hasn't even settled yet.

All the victims of the crash are trapped
inside the bus. We had to force the

doors open to get in.

It's pretty ugly in there.

Amanda, I'd like you to take a look at
the DOA that came in.

Sure, what's up?

All the other victims came in with
trauma to the front part of the body.

talisker has a wound on the back of his
head.

Well, there could be a dozen
explanations for that. I settled for

You got it.

Steve left this here for you.

Thank you, Nancy.

Said he'd meet you there if you could
get away.

The Laker game.

Oh, Steve's gonna kill me.

Excuse me, doctor?

Yes. I was beginning to think everyone
had forgotten me.

Oh, the curse of the green tag.

I've been called a lot of names, but
that's a first.

That's our triage system. You see, red
is critical, yellow is urgent, and green

is... Means why is this idiot taking up
a valuable ER bed?

That's not exactly the terminology that
we use here. No, but it's close enough.

When they brought me in, I saw a guy
with a black tag.

Is that what I think it is? A DOA. Mm
-hmm.

It could have been me.

Just be glad it wasn't. I am. That's why
I was calling you.

Well, is there something that you need?

Yeah, to get out of your way.

Just give me some papers to sign and
I'll go home.

Are you sure you're all right?

Well, aside from a bizarre compulsion to
call my mother and apologize for all

the rotten things I ever did to her, I
feel just great.

Okay.

I heard that one of your doctors gave up
leg or floor seats to take care of all

of us. Oh, yes. That wouldn't be the
first time.

Well, look, I know the Lakers coach.

Really? Yeah, so you tell that doctor
he's got two tickets coming his way. I

think Dr. Sloan would appreciate that.

Now, Ms. Jackson, let's see here. Your x
-rays look clean, no sign of any

injuries. Good. Well, that's a relief.

I'll have the nurse come over and you
can fill out the paperwork.

Okay, great.

Oh, my.

Are you all right?

It's my back. All right. My neck. Oh, my
God, that hurts so bad.

Is that any better?

Listen, um, I think you should stay with
us a little longer. You could have a

herniated disc.

I want to run some tests, okay?

If you say so.

Besides, how often do I get to read a
six -month -old issue of People

Okay, thank you.

How are you feeling, Mr. Woods?

Like I'm being mugged.

I could buy three beds for what you're
charging me to lie on this one.

I've been looking over your test
results.

Your manicure is... 20 hemoglobin 7,
which tells me that you are severely

and probably bleeding internally.

I suspect that you have a lacerated
spleen and we'd like to operate

Forget it.

Sure as I don't think you understand.
No, I understand perfectly.

I walk out of here right now, you only
get four figures.

But you get me into an operating room,
we're into five figures before you even

cut me open, so forget it.

If we don't suture your spleen, you will
bleed to death by morning.

Now, if you want another opinion, I'll
be glad to get another doctor down here

right now.

Yeah, and your buddy will tell me I need
two operations.

I know how you guys work.

Well, I guess you got me right where you
want me.

I'm going to schedule you for the first
available OR.

Mr. Woods, this is a clear -cut case.

Your insurance company will not contest
the claim.

The only people more crooked than
doctors are insurance companies.

To hell with a bunch of you.

Would you notify the O .R. and prep
Dustin Woods for surgery?

I'm going to go restock the unit.

Yeah, leave him with the glamorous part
of the job.

I'll meet you outside.

You guys heading out again?

Yeah, shift's just starting.

Hey, maybe I could ride along with you
guys one night.

Need a little more excitement in your
life?

Maybe. Eh, clear with whoever has to
clear these things. And yeah, you can

along any time.

On one condition.

Let me ride along with you here.

Ooh, you need less excitement in your
life. Exactly.

That's why I'm trying to get into med
school, and I need all the help I can

Hey, well, if you need any letters of
recommendation... Uh, what I need is a

miracle. I've got the medical school
entrance exam next month and no time to

study. I tell you what, you let me ride
along with you guys, and I'll help you

pass those tests.

You do that, I'll even let you run the
siren.

Siren? Yes.

No ID on this man yet?

He wasn't carrying an identification.

Police are doing what they can.

How is he? Well, not good.

Possible acute tubular necrosis.

Put him on sodium bicarbonate drip.

Give me an update on his condition every
half hour or so.

Got it.

Be in pathology if you need me.

You beat?

Yeah. Fred Talister sustained severe
abdominal and chest trauma resulting in

lacerated liver and massive internal
bleeding.

Now, all of these injuries are
consistent with him being thrown forward

crash. Well, that's a relief.

But it was the blow to the back of the
head that killed him. Blow?

Yeah, take a look at this.

I removed these from his head wound.

They look like little pieces of rock.

Well, the shape and the impact suggest
the edge of a brick.

Now, didn't the paramedics say that all
of the victims were trapped inside of a

bus when they arrived?

Yes, they did.

Well, then how did Fred Talisker get hit
in the back of the head with a brick?

Because he wasn't killed in the
accident.

Fred Talisker was murdered on that bus.

And that means the murderer is still in
this hospital.

Where's my dad?

He's in the lounge. How was the game?

Over the first three quarters, we'll go
down in history as one of the greatest

athletic achievements of all time. After
that, who knows?

What, you didn't stay till the end after
what you paid for that ticket?

How did you know that?

Well, your dad mentioned it. He felt
really bad about having to stand you up.

Well, he's got a funny way of showing
it.

Lounge? Lounge.

I think Steve will understand.

I know he will.

Good news.

The one homicide detective in all of Los
Angeles has arrived.

The one?

Well, I'm sure if there was any other
detectives on duty tonight, my father

would have called them before he pulled
me out of that game. I don't think he

understands. Steve, I'm sorry. We didn't
want to let the killer know that you

figured out Talisker was murdered, so
you couldn't have a platoon of police

parading through the halls of Community
General.

Told you to understand.

You understand.

That logic is flawless as long as the
killer's actually in the hospital.

Everyone who was on the bus is still
here.

What if the killer wasn't on the bus?

He had to be because Palsker didn't
sustain that head wound in the accident.

certainly didn't walk on with it.

So it must have happened in the five
minutes between the accident and when

paramedics arrived.

See, all the passengers were trapped on
the bus during that time. Nobody could

get on, nobody could get off.

Look, all right, I'm convinced he was
killed by somebody on the bus, but why?

Well, there's one thing for certain. The
murder was not planned.

Unless the accident was part of it. A
cover -up for some sort of

Now, no chance.

I talked to the precinct on the way over
here, and they tracked that drunk

driver back to three different bars
tonight.

There was nothing phony about the way he
was drinking. So the accident was a

real accident, and the murder was a
crime of opportunity.

So what do we know about the victim?

Just what he had on him.

A wallet, keys.

That's odd.

According to this ticket, Talisker
parked at a lot at Westgate and Santa

45 minutes before the bus crash.

Why would he take the bus if he had a
car?

Maybe his car broke down.

Easy enough way to find out.

Well, look at the bright side. You can
listen to the end of the game on the way

over to the garage.

Oh, thanks, Dad. I never thought of
that.

Look, fax me everything you got on
Talisker and the other passengers, and

can find any other homicide detectives
on duty in Los Angeles, I'll have one of

them check it out.

What happened to you?

Mr. Cleverius was having a little late
-night snack.

Oh, a bagel? Yeah. Uh -huh. A little
word of medical advice.

Always defrost those bagels before
slicing.

And never cut toward your hand.

Would you irrigate that wound? It'll be
right in the suture.

Thanks, Doc.

What a dope.

So you've been studying? Yeah, between
breakfast food emergencies.

Try me.

Okay.

What is the maximum amount of potassium
chloride you can inject into a vein?

20 to 30 milliequivalents.

How much anticonvulsant can you mix in a
bicarb IV solution?

100 milligrams.

What is the usual dosage of dopamine
used to increase blood pressure?

2 to 10 microcentigrams per minute. Come
on, give me a hard one.

Hard one, okay, let's see. What is the
leading cause of failure on the med

school entrance exams?

What?

Cockiness. You missed one.

I did not.

Oh, yeah, you did. Now, which one?

Hey, if he's going to give you all the
answers, how are you going to learn

anything?

Oh, you're cruel, both of you.

You think we're bad for you to get into
medical school? Ah.

Could you guys do me a favor?

What do you need? Draw me up a little
seating chart of that bus and show me

exactly where you found everybody.

Sure. Yeah, no problem. Give us your
number.

Medic!

I need some help over here.

Just relax.

You're in the hospital. We'll take care
of you.

I don't know what happened. He tore out
his IV and went crazy.

Keep him on that sodium bicarb. Give him
about 100 milligrams of phenytoin

sodium IV and strap him down.

Right. But, Nance, you look kind of
exhausted.

As opposed to the radiant beauty I
generally exude, 10 hours into an 18

shift. Maybe you better take a break.

Maybe I should take a week in Hawaii.

Is he going to be okay?

Oh, I don't know. It's hard to say. He's
not stabilizing. And the last blood

test showed his kidneys shutting down.

Just the beginning of internal failure.

Yeah, I'm surprised to be his last of
the night.

There's nothing you can do?

Well, you know, the IV will stop the
seizures. But other than that, we'll

keep him comfortable.

You know, sometimes being a doctor is
not fun.

You don't think I'm too cocky, do you?

You were cocky the day you walked in
here. I was rolled in here as a patient,

remember? Cocky, baby.

Oh, well, I guess being mugged and
beaten gives you an attitude.

Well, you pulled through it pretty good.
And you'll make a good doctor if you

stick with it. Oh, thanks.

Okay, thanks, guys. See you.

Mr.

Flanagan, I'm Dr. Travis. How are you
feeling?

Nauseous.

But I think it's no wonder I have that.

Tube in my chest is making me sick.

Nausea is quite understandable after
what your body has been through.

I'll get you some medication for that.

Just taking off that tube will probably
do it.

When you hit the steering wheel, you
broke a couple of ribs.

I thought so too.

One of them punctured your lung, causing
it to collapse and fill your chest with

air. We have to drain that air and
relieve the pressure so that your lung

expand again.

Sounds like I'm lucky to be alive.

And malicious.

How about the passengers?

Well, there's one dead, one in critical
condition.

The rest came through with minor
injuries.

Did you know any of them?

Not by name.

But you drive the same line every night
to get to know faces.

Except Lou, of course.

Lou? The homeless guy.

Sleeps on my bus every night.

I guess that made my bus home, didn't
it?

Between you and me, I don't even charge
him. The guy was enormous, the least he

deserves, and a whole lot more.

He come out okay?

Well, not exactly.

He's the one in critical condition.

I pick her up every night at 8 p .m. at
Barrington's. Sweet kid. I think she

lives up by the university.

What about her?

She was on the bus.

Yeah, she was in the first row.

I don't remember her getting up.

Do you remember a guy in his 30s wearing
a sweatsuit?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I... He got on at Barrington, too,
because I stopped to pick up that

college girl and he ran up just as I was
closing the door.

Have you seen him before?

No.

How's he?

Well, he didn't make it.

I was hoping you might have seen how it
happened.

The last thing I saw was a car running a
red light.

After that, everything's a blank.

Well, let me go get you some compazine,
and I'll be back in a little while to

check up on you.

The hospital, Carlton. It's where they
take you after a bus crash.

Yeah, that's right. I made up the whole
accident.

Yeah, I even planted fake news footage
on every channel just to get out of work

for a sorority party.

Look, if you don't believe me, just talk
to the doctor.

Hold on.

Would you talk to my boss, please?

Sure.

Hello, Carlson?

Yeah, Dr. Amanda Livingston, Community
General Hospital.

No, this is not Buffy, and there is no
party.

Tapa Alpha what?

Nice guy.

Look, I can write him a note if you
think it'll help.

Eh, get it in. He likes waitressing
anyway.

Well, good, because I'm afraid you're
going to be in a cast for about, I don't

know, three months.

Oh, no.

Yeah, we can have one on this leg and
have you out of here in a couple of

Yeah, but who's going to get me up and
down all those hills at UCLA?

I guess I shouldn't complain.

One of the nurses told me that the guy
behind me on the bus died.

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

Did you know him?

You know, it's funny.

I'm sure I know him from somewhere, but
I can't seem to figure out who he is.

Well, was he in a class or maybe you'd
seen him on the bus before?

Actually, I've only been taking the bus
for a few days.

I used to just walk everywhere, but my
boyfriend made me stop after a couple of

girls were raped on campus.

He said the bus would be much safer.

Well, in that case, this is all his
fault. He should be carrying you up and

those hills. He should at least be
picking you up tonight.

I'll let you tell him.

Okay.

What's his name?

Carlton.

Oh, it's finally starting to slow down.

Three hours to go and I'm out of here.

I may sleep for days.

What's the status on Mr. Woods?

He just got out of surgery. They had to
do that splenectomy. Did you get the

details? Haven't come down yet.

Oh. Well, I'm sure they're already
logged in.

Because as Mr. Woods would be the first
to tell you, hospitals don't wait to

bill you.

Yeah, he's a real charmer. Called me a
money -sucking leech when he was being

wheeled to the O .R.

I think I know why.

This isn't the first time he's been a
community general. If he'd been a

here before, I would remember him.

He wasn't a patient.

His wife was.

She didn't make it.

Okay, according to the paramedics and
what we've learned from the patients,

here's where everybody was sitting on
the bus.

Fred Talisker was on the right side in
the sixth row.

Dustin Woods was sitting directly behind
him.

Across the aisle was Lou Kupfer, the
homeless man, stretched out.

Sarah Gilby was on the left side, two
rows behind the driver.

Where was Melora Jackson?

She was on the right side in the front
seat right next to the door.

Well, you'd think the driver would
remember her. No one on the bus

her, and I got that from the paramedics.

Hi, guys.

Got some information.

Well, I also had the dinner you owe me.

Dinner. All the excitement. I forgot how
starving I was.

Did you learn anything?

Fred Talisker was murdered.

We found a brick with Talisker's blood
on it, but no prints.

Anything about Talisker himself?

He was a claims adjuster for First
Fidelity Casualty, and he has a Porsche,

which we found in that lot at Westgate
in Santa Monica.

You know, I think I've heard of that
insurance company somewhere before.

Working at a hospital, you've probably
heard of them all.

Did you find anything interesting in the
car?

Well, no real leads. We found a first
aid kit with a couple extra bottles of

antiseptic, a trash bag, and a change of
clothes.

Did the car run?

It purred.

If the car was running, why did he take
the bus?

Maybe he wanted to save a few bucks.

I mean, parking on campus can be pretty
steep.

I already thought of that. The lot on
Westgate is twice as expensive as campus

parking. Isn't there a Captain Clucks on
Westgate? Yeah, but I was in the mood

for Chinese. Is that the movie guy, Pam?
No, no. Sarah Gilvey, the college

student with the broken leg. She's a
waitress there.

That's right. She was taking the bus
home, wasn't she? To her sorority. Now,

used to walk, but she felt more
comfortable taking the bus because of

rapes. Didn't she tell you she knew
Talisker?

Well, she'd seen him around, but she
couldn't remember where.

She'd seen him around?

See what was in that trunk again?

Just a first aid kit, some antiseptic
bottles, a trash bag and a change of

clothes. Why?

Something clicking for you?

Well, I don't know who killed Fred
Talisker, but I think I know what he was

doing on that bus.

Sarah was his next victim.

Welcome home.

You know, that's the fourth woman to
positively identify Talisker as a

Congratulations, Dad. You just caught a
guy the campus police have been after

for a year.

How did you know it was him?

Not too hard, really. I just had to
answer a few questions.

Like what?

Like why did he take a bus to the campus
when he could have driven?

Why did he have a change of clothes in
that trunk?

And what did he need with antiseptic and
a trash bag?

Well, he needed the sweatsuit for the
rape, and then he changed into the fresh

clothes afterwards, and then he used the
trash bag to ditch the sweats.

And the antiseptic was for any cuts or
scrapes he might have gotten during the

attack. That's right. And Sarah couldn't
remember where she'd seen him before

because she only got little glimpses of
him when he was stalking her.

Or she knew him all along and killed
him.

I think I'll check with her sorority
friends and see if any of them were

callous. That's a good idea.

Have you got anything on any of the
other passengers?

Only one of them had a record. Lou
Kupfer was arrested a couple times for

drunkenness, and he's been in and out of
mental hospitals since Vietnam.

That explains why he was calling for a
medic when he had those seizures.

I got big news, guys.

Dustin Woods' wife used to be a patient
here.

So? All right, hear me out for just a
second. Mrs. Woods had a terminal case

cancer. Her doctors believe that the
only hope for survival was a complete

marrow transplant.

Oh, that's a serious operation. No one's
even sure it's worth the risk.

And I guess that's why the insurance
company called it an experimental

and refused to pay for it. Guess which
company?

First Fidelity Casualty. That's where
you've heard of them before.

Maybe Dustin Woods blamed the insurance
company for the death of his wife and

made Talisker pay for it.

Especially if Talisker was the adjuster.

I think I'll check with the insurance
companies tomorrow morning and find out.

It looks like we've got plenty of
suspects.

Yeah, and not much time to trap the
killer.

I can only keep these people here for a
few more hours for observation.

Then they're going to get suspicious.

Good evening, Mr. Woods.

I'd ask you how you're feeling, except
I'm afraid of the answer.

You should be.

Yes, well, I'm afraid your injury was
actually worse than we thought.

Oh, what a surprise.

We had to remove your spleen, but the
operation was a complete success.

And you should be out of here in three
or four days without any lasting

complications.

Yeah.

Except for the 30 grand I'm going to owe
this hospital.

Little joke's on you.

I'm broke.

Why do you think I was on that bus in
the first place?

Because Fred Talisker was.

Who the hell is Fred Talisker?

He's an adjuster for First Fidelity
Casualty.

You were sitting right behind him.

Well, he's lucky I didn't know who he
was, or I would have wrung his neck.

Yeah, well, it's a little too late for
that. He's already dead.

And it must not have been an accident.

And the fact you're playing games with
me means you know about my wife. You'd

think I got even.

Well, if he was your jester, and you
were following him, a crash would be a

wonderful opportunity.

His death could be blamed on the
accident. Everyone was hurt.

Who would know the difference?

I would.

Because if I murdered that guy, I'd be
just as bad as the insurance company

killed my wife.

And unlike doctors and insurance
companies, I've got a conscience.

me that's the end of the pot.

Well, I'd offer to make a new one, but
it's like driving your friends to the

airport. You do it once and it's your
job for life.

Yeah, tell me about it. Still mine, Roy.
Put on Earth to reassure a single woman

there's worse things than being without
a man.

Yeah, like being with Fred Talisker.

What about him?

You didn't hear?

The poor women have positively
identified him as the rapist running

university. Four.

Guess you can stop feeling so bad about
losing him now.

Yeah. What about the other crash
victims?

Well, they've all been stabilized. I
just cannot figure out what's wrong with

Melora Jackson.

I still can't believe I missed her when
I first got on that bus.

Missed her?

Yeah, Tanya and I were the first EMTs on
the bus, but I guess I must have went

right past her.

Well, when did you first see her?

Well, Tanya was working on Talisker. I
went up to help the bus driver, and

she was, under her seat.

Thank you.

Anytime.

How are you feeling?

Not too bad.

As long as I don't warm around much.

That's good.

I'm glad you're comfortable.

What is it?

Melora, I need you to be very, very
brave.

Why? I got your test back.

It's your spine.

What's my spine?

You have sustained severe trauma to your
second and third vertebrae. And unless

we operate right away, the slightest
movement could sever your spinal cord.

This can't be happening.

I know how frightening this must sound
to you, but surgical technology has made

tremendous strides in the last few
years. You have better than a 30 %

only partial paralysis after this
operation.

Now, I brought this along to calm you
down.

The orderly should be here any minute to
take you down to OR.

You get that needle away from me. Look,
I know you're afraid.

But your damage is degenerative, and
every second counts, Valora. There's

nothing wrong with me. That's the tricky
part about spinal cord injuries.

Oftentimes, you just don't feel the
pain. Look, there's no pain because

no damage.

I'm fine.

I bet you're fine, because you were
never on that bus when it crashed.

why none of the passengers can remember
seeing you.

The paramedics found me on the bus.

Not when they first came on.

You followed them in and snuck under a
seat.

Now, let's see.

City bus company, soft tissue damage,
pain and suffering. What's that worth,

Melora? What, a half a million?

Okay, we can work something out here.

Season tickets to the Lakers for you and
all of your friends.

I know the coach.

Really? You know, I'll be at the White
House this weekend having dinner.

Don't be too disappointed, Melora.

You may have lost out on an incredible
fortune, but you may have proven

innocent of murder.

for another major disaster?

Well, we have about two a week, and
that's only an easy week, because in

you get your victims delivered to you on
a nice, clean gurney. Out there, we

find them where they fall, sometimes in
pieces.

You see that every week. You must really
rely on your partner for emotional

support. Man, if you can't turn to your
partner, you can't survive out there.

That kind of pressure must be tough on a
relationship, huh?

At the end of a shift, when I get home,
all I want to do is go straight to bed.

Yeah, I bet Tanya does, too.

I mean, I'm sure she's exhausted, just
like you. I know what you mean.

Do I know if Tanya and I are involved?

No. No, not at all. I was just
interested in what it's like for the two

on the job, in the field. Out in the
field and on the job. I'm married.

That's great.

I mean, congratulations.

And Tanya is?

Not. We're even close. In the year and a
half I've worked with her, she's never

mentioned a boyfriend.

What a shame.

Hi. How you doing?

Fine, I guess.

And you are?

Detective Steve Sloan.

Is this about those unpaid parking
tickets?

Actually, it's about the murder of Fred
Talister.

Do I know him?

He's the man who raped Kelly Jones, your
sorority sister.

He's also the man who was sitting behind
you on the bus.

Oh, my God. Do you think he was after
me?

Yes, I do.

I also think you were after him.

I did some checking.

You bought a gun ten days ago.

And I'll bet if I checked in your purse
right now, I'd find it.

My boyfriend made me get the gun for
protection.

And from what you're saying, it sounds
like I needed it.

Well, I don't know if you were in any
danger tonight, but Talisker was.

Well, like you said, Detective, it's a
guess.

And even if it were true, what
difference does it make? He wasn't shot.

No, he was bashed in the head with a
brick by somebody on the bus, somebody

you.

I didn't kill him.

I mean, if I was 100 % sure that he was
the man who raped Kelly, yeah, maybe I

would have.

But my leg was pinned down and I
couldn't move.

All I could think about was how much
pain I was in.

I'm not convinced.

And until I am...

you can consider yourself under arrest
for carrying a concealed weapon.

saw the accident, and instead of trying
to help any of the passengers, she

waited for the paramedics to arrive to
break into the bus so that she could

off her own death.

You'd be surprised how often that kind
of thing happens. But what she did was

fraud, so I can make sure she doesn't
get away with it. Instead, she gets away

with murder.

Maybe she's being very clever.

Maybe the real scam she's playing is the
one on us.

What if she was one of Talisker's
victims?

Maybe she got on the bus to help, she
recognized Talisker, and she killed him.

So we buy her scam story and forget
about her as a suspect.

You're becoming as cynical as my father.

Hey, thanks.

Got that blue cup, sir. Code blue, ER
bay three. Code blue.

I'm going to get the oxygen ready.
Arrest time. He's in fall

arrest. Monitor shows B -5.

Ventilate. Give me the paddle.

Okay, doctor. Here we go.

What was it?

200 joules.

200? All right.

Clear. Clear.

Again, 300.

100 % albumin on standby.

Clear. Clear.

Nothing, doctor. Flatline.

Okay, one milligram of atropine, 100
milligrams of lidocaine, one amp bicarb.

He's not breathing, so flatline.

One amp calcium.

Nothing. Intracardiac injection,
epinephrine.

He's not responding.

Pupils are fixed and dilated.

Awesome.

I just finished Lou Kupfer's autopsy.
Let me guess.

He died of renal failure from acute
tubular necrosis as a result of severe

bodily trauma suffered during the bus
accident.

Well, he probably would have if the
overdose of phenytoin sodium hadn't

him first.

Phenytoin sodium?

I'm afraid I'm going to have to turn
this over to the hospital's oversight

for an official investigation.

Amanda, I'm the attending physician. I'm
to blame for any failure in his care.

Mark, but you didn't administer the
anticonvulsant. Now, everyone

how dangerous phenytoin sodium is if it
isn't administered perfectly.

I'm sure the board will take that into
consideration when reviewing a nurse's

actions. That doesn't make any
difference. My responsibility, my

It isn't possible.

Nancy, you told me how tired you were.

And don't worry about any reprisals.
Whatever mistakes were made, I'm going

take responsibility for it. I've got
five kids, Mark. I'm used to being

I'm not going to OD some patient because
I've had a long shift. Nancy, even with

the prescribed dosage, phenytoin sodium
can be fatal if it's injected too

quickly. Don't you think I know that?

Nancy, nobody's blaming you.

No, I am.

I keep going over these procedures in my
head a hundred times, trying to figure

out what I did wrong.

There isn't anything.

How can you be sure?

I checked his IV.

I gave him two grams of phenytoin sodium
at 316.

Cupper was stable when I left.

Well, Lewin called Blewett around 335.
That would be about 20 minutes later.

Phenytoin sodium OD would be fatal
almost immediately.

I'm telling you, he was fine when I left
his room.

Can you hold up on that report if you
are? Sure.

I just want to check Cupper's IV.

me you're leaving so soon, Miss Jackson.

Was it to you?

You know, that's to cover your hospital
bill if you skip out without paying the

taxpayers. Right, your congressman.

Frankly, I can think of better uses for
those tax dollars, like paying my

salary.

I haven't done anything.

I'll bet you I could come up with a
couple of charges if I really put my

it. Well, that's fine with me, because
false arrest is almost as lucrative as

pain and suffering.

But real arrest is a major pain in the
butt.

And I got a feeling you wouldn't want to
go through that after your traumatic

experience on the bus.

What do you want?

Just to know what you saw before you
were so grievously injured.

You mean the crash?

After that.

I looked in the window, and most of the
people were lying on the floor.

They looked really bad.

Did you see the homeless man?

Yeah, he was really out of it. I
remember because he'd fallen on top of

in a sweatsuit.

This him?

Yeah, the sweatsuit guy was trying
really hard to sit up, but he couldn't

out from under the homeless guy.

Then what?

The ambulance came.

So I hid until they broke the glass and
opened the door. And once they went

inside, I slipped in behind them and hid
under the first seat.

And then what did you see?

The back of my eyelids.

I was hiding under the seat with my eyes
closed.

I thought we had a deal.

I tell you what you want to know, and
you don't arrest me.

Oh, we do.

The accounting office is right down that
hall.

Once you settle up with them, you're
free to go.

And thank you for your business. Come
again.

Now, this is the line from Cupper's
Bicarb IV.

What are you looking for?

That. Look at that.

Oh, crystallization.

Well, somebody injected phenytoin sodium
into the bicarb IV.

Mm -hmm. The two substances are totally
incompatible. It causes crystallization.

Well, I can't believe someone with that
much experience in anti -convulsants as

Nancy Rush would make a mistake like
that, no matter how tired she was.

You know, neither can I.

Which means that Lou Kupfer was
murdered.

He was able to catch Melora Jackson
again just before she left the building.

Melora, but Flanix, Sarah Gilby, and
Dustin Woods are all under guard. You

I can understand why someone would want
to murder Fred Talisker, but why Lou

Kupfer? You know, we know from Melora
that Lou was beside Talisker just after

the crash.

My guess is that when the killer
murdered Talisker, he just assumed Lou

dead.

And when he found out that he wasn't
dead, he couldn't take a chance on being

identified. Yeah, but Lou was dying and
delirious.

You know, when it wasn't out cold, he
was having Vietnam flashbacks, screaming

for a medic.

The guy was not a threat to any of them.

You know you're right, he wasn't.

Huh?

What happened?

Her dog was blocking the TV and wouldn't
move, so she kicked him. Fido didn't

appreciate it.

She fell and broke her jaw on the coffee
table. All right, let's bring her in

here.

What a dog.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the
end of another long shift.

At least it ended better than it
started.

So you're going home for a good night's
sleep?

Oh, I wish I could.

I've got to get home and study those
books.

Oh, then you probably haven't had a
chance to figure out which one of

three questions you got wrong.

Oh, with all that's going on tonight, I
didn't have a free moment.

Well, that's a shame, Tanya, because you
got it wrong again.

I don't understand.

How much Anakin Bolson can you mix in a
bicarb IV solution?

100 milligrams.

The answer's none.

They're incompatible.

If you'd done some studying up, you
wouldn't have made the same mistake when

killed Lou Kupfer.

Who's Lou Kupfer?

He's the homeless man who saw you murder
Fred Talisker. See, Lou wasn't calling

for a medic.

He was pointing out the murderer, the
paramedic, you.

I tried to save Talisker. You saw me.

That's what had me fooled.

All those passengers were trapped in
that bus.

I just assumed that the murder must have
happened in that five minutes before

you arrived.

Crime of opportunity.

Never occurred to me that it could have
happened after you came there.

The opportunity was yours.

This is crazy.

I didn't even know him.

No, but you'd seen him before, when you
were attacked.

I think when we look at your medical
records, we'll find out you were raped.

You never caught the man that raped you,
did you?

No, not until she saw his face on that
bus last night.

I haven't been able to get his face out
of my head since the night he did that

to me.

I still had the brick in my hand.

The one I used to break the glass on the
bus door.

And I saw him.

It all came back to me every second of
it.

That man did not deserve to live.

Not after what he did to me.

After what he did to all those women.

What about Lou Kupfer? What did he ever
do to you or to anyone?

He was going to die anyway.

What I did, it really didn't make a
difference, did it?

Tell her.

You have the right to remain silent.

Dr. Sloan, tell her I didn't really kill
him.

Excuse

me,

I'd like to see Dr. Sloan.

May I tell him what this is regarding?

I'm Del Harris.

Does he know you?

Well, he might. I'm the coach of the
Lakers.

Aha. I'm Whitney Houston. Nice to meet
you.

No, I read in the newspaper where he
gave up floor seats to a Lakers game to

attend to those people in the bus
accident.

So I dropped by to bring him two tickets
to the next game.

I'll give Melora credit for one thing.

She's got guts to pull this.

Who?

Sir, I don't think anyone's interested
in your offer. Good day.

These are the best seats in the house.
Two tickets right on the floor.

Oh, I bet they are.

You got it all wrong. I'm wanting to
give these to him.

Well, in that case, there won't be any
charge, I will dare.

You give Melora my best.

Hey, did you see him?

It's unbelievable, isn't it? What was he
doing here? I was asking myself the

same question.

That's the coach of the L .A. Lakers,
right here at Community General.

You think we could have got a couple of
tickets out of him?

Dream on, Dad.

Let's get his autograph.

Okay. Coach!

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