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Meryl?

Meryl, can you hear me?

Are you still having trouble speaking?

Me? No!

I'm wonderful.

I'll be right back.

- Put that camera down. - Just the man I was lookin' for.

Okay, why did I ever agree to this?

Because there's a great story here.

I mean, I've been filmin' all this, and it's insane.

We're in code black all the time.

And we're the most effective E.R. in the country.

Yeah, you know, my dad's given a lot of money to this hospital.

How much more would he have to donate to fix the whole thing?

Never be in code black again.

- $2 billion. - Wow.

A year.

Guess I'll just learn to love the chaos.

You see chaos?

I see beauty and truth.

Okay.

You eat a lot.

Cheeseburgers, protein bars.

It's bad enough you're on a permanent ride along with me.

Now you're my nutritionist, too?

Just noticing.

Mm. I have long shifts, have to keep my metabolism up.

Looks like it's workin'.

Coming up.

I got the passenger side.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Easy, easy, easy, easy.

- Oh, thank god you're here. - Easy.

She can't move. You gotta get her out.

- What's your name? - Danny.

- All right, what's her name? - Abigail.

She's in bad shape. You gotta help her.

Okay, pulse is 110 and strong.

Abigail, can you move your legs? Do you think you can slide out?

Ah! I can't. God, I'm stuck!

Her legs are pinned under the dash.

I'm stuck.

I can't open the door.

We're not gonna get her out of here by ourselves.

We need the jaws of life!

What's the ETA on that engine crew?

What's going on? What's happening?

I need you to be calm so she's calm.

Need you to be a cheerleader right now, okay?

Yeah, okay.

I used to be a cheerleader in college.

Good. Then you got that covered.

I wasn't even driving that fast.

That guy, he just walked in the middle of the road...

Got... What... what guy?

The one I hit.

Another one!

Stay with him. Truck is 10 minutes out.

Rescue 15, copy. 10 minutes.

There!

Shallow breath sounds.

Pupils reactive, sluggish. Could be a brain bleed.

- Seat belt sign. - There's another car.

This is right to left.

He's the passenger.

- Where's the driver? - The guardrail's broken.

The lake's down there.

All right, stay with him. I'm gonna go.

No, you stay! Willis! You stay, I'll go!

Ethan!

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Get you out of here.

Ethan?

Multiple facial fractures and abrasions.

Let's get a C-collar on her.

She's still breathing.

You fainted during rehearsal, Mr. Glanton?

Miles, please.

- Thought you knew him. - I know of him.

How come you've heard of me? I'm hardly famous.

You were in the first ballet I ever saw.

I've seen you perform a dozen times, actually,

including your solos.

Those were few and far between. She's being kind.

I'm in the corps de ballet. I'm basically an extra.

When you danced Tristan, your stage presence?

You jump crazy high, too.

Not high enough to be a principal.

So how long did you dance for, Dr. Kean?

It's Noa. Uh, long enough to tear my meniscus twice.

I'll see you and raise you

a torn ACL, LCL, and Morton's Neuroma.

You know, my family... they're huge patrons of the arts.

I never cared much for dance, just the dancers.

Do you have any other symptoms, Miles?

I-I think I'm just pushing myself too hard.

Company's hired a guest choreographer,

and he wants me to dance Prince Siegfried.

- That's amazing. - At my age, it's a miracle.

All right, well, we're gonna run a few tests,

make sure you're okay. But I want house seats. Deal?

Deal.

C-spine's unknown, so drive carefully.

All right, let's go. You're going with him.

I'll stay with Abigail till Search and Rescue gets here.

No way. I'm not leaving without Abigail.

- She'll be right behind you. - Hey, Willis, we gotta move now.

I'm not going.

All right, go on ahead.

Now what?

Keep her stable.

Got everything I need in my bag.

Except a way to get her out of there.

You wanted to stay.

Be strong.

Unidentified 20-ish-year-old female found down in a car

submerged in the river. I aspirated, intubated en route.

Got it. Let's go.

Driver's license says Bryan Reeves.

54-year-old male found minimally responsive on scene.

He was a passenger in that submerged car.

He managed to extricate himself, get back on the road,

only to be hit by a different car.

Wait. What?

Somebody needs to get this guy a bus pass.

Need to get a closer look at that leg.

You have a serious leg injury. You're losing a lot of blood.

You gotta get her out of there.

Okay, right now, I gotta get some fluids in her. Would you hand me my kit?

What the hell is that for?

I can't find a vein because you're dehydrated,

but I've gotta get some fluids into you,

so I'm gonna drill it directly into your bone.

Oh, my God.

Just breathe, Danny. It's okay.

This is all my fault.

- No, it's not. - Oh, come on. For 15 years,

you've been telling me what a terrible driver I am.

15 years. Congratulations.

Oh, no. We're not together like that.

Abigail... she married my best friend.

How bad is this gonna hurt?

Cheerleader. Remember?

Anybody ID her yet?

No.

Decreased breath sounds on his left side.

FAST shows fluid on his left lung.

Let's get him ready for a chest tube.

Hey, guys, this is Congressman Reeves.

Well, it doesn't change the fact that he also has

a dislocated right shoulder. Let's put it back in.

They were in the same car. His daughter, maybe?

Reeves doesn't have a daughter.

I'm thinking flavor of the month.

Dr. Avila, we do not speculate on the private lives

of our patients. Get over here on the right side.

Dr. Dixon, you grab the sheets.

Take the lower forearm.

And now you're gonna pull against Dr. Avila

and rotate internally.

Pull, pull, pull. Pull, pull, pull. Go.

Aah!

Good.

Good.

- Ma'am, you can't go in there. - Okay, this is unacceptable.

Please hold on for one sec while I... That would be the wife.

He needs to be in a private room.

- This is a security issue. - I know...

Right now, ma'am, it's a medical one.

You need to stand back and let us do our jobs. All right?

Yes, but, well, is he gonna be okay?

We'll know more after a CT scan.

That's where we're headed right now.

Ma'am, we haven't been able to identify this patient.

- Would you know who she is? - Hold on, let me unplug here.

It's Cameron.

It's Cameron Lucero.

She's a staffer who works... for the Congressman.

Told ya.

Let's go.

Recently, I've started having visions.

Bright, vibrant.

Okay, Meryl is a psychic medium.

A client dropped her off.

They thought she was exhibiting some stroke-like...

I read the charts. Why are you bothering me?

Go back upstairs.

I'm rounding for surgical issues.

No, you're not. You miss us.

You may have had a small stroke.

And your blood pressure's 250 over 120.

I ordered a CVC, CMP, and a head CT.

Add a pelvic and abdominal CT.

Those classic cars can act up,

but the Impala's a hell of a vehicle.

That's his car... a '75 Impala.

Wow.

Nice try. I was just on the phone with my mechanic,

and you overheard me.

I meet with a lot of skepticism because of my gifts.

Right. "Gifts."

I see things,

how they really are.

What... what about me?

Are you... are you getting any vibes?

Oh, yes.

You're a poet, Dr. Leighton.

Oh, my God.

Mm-hmm.

Danny, when they get me out of here,

don't forget to bring Rick.

Who's Rick?

Abigail's husband. He... he died a year ago.

Cancer.

We were headed to Big Sur to spread his ashes.

Rick and I went up there all the time.

He loved it. It was, you know, our place.

Are you married, Dr. Willis?

Oh, no. No, no.

Girlfriend?

No, no, no, no.

- That's a lot of no's. - Lots of no's.

Well, it's pretty much the perfect amount of no's.

- Whoa. Whoa. - Whoa, Abigail? Stay with me.

She's lost too much blood.

I can't keep the fluids in her. Pulse is thready.

What does that mean?

I thought she was getting better.

When are they gonna be back? She's losing too much blood. We gotta get her out of here.

Do you have anything, like a crowbar?

I thought you needed the jaws of life?

We don't have time.

We gotta get her out of here.

Look, he really needs a private room.

With all due respect, we can't afford to pamper our patients.

Go. I got it. I understand, but maybe there's some other place...

How you doing, Congressman?

He would be better in a private room.

You were out for a while,

but luckily, your CT scans were all normal.

You've likely suffered a mild concussion.

We'll have to monitor overnight.

- What about her? - You mean the staffer?

She's stable.

She suffered a traumatic brain injury.

We won't know the extent of it till she wakes up.

She's a good kid.

She was one of my wife's students.

That's how she got the job.

She was driving me home from the office,

and a deer jumped in front of a car.

- She swerved to miss it. - Mm.

- She wouldn't hurt a thing. - You almost drowned, Bryan.

She nearly killed you.

I tried to flag down help.

Truck came out of nowhere.

Could I have a word with you in private?

Look, The optics of this are fraught.

I assure you, press is not allowed back here.

Well, I hope not, for everyone's sake.

Told you she gave him a ride.

Dude, I have to concentrate, okay?

You know, my cousin "interned" on the Hill.

You wouldn't believe the stories.

Look, I don't wanna hear her stories.

His. Sexist. It's a guy.

Avila.

Sides 13. You can go now.

Fecal impaction?

And, Dr. Dixon, he's your junior.

You're a second here. Set an example.

Yeah.

Elliot.

You need to stop thinking about it.

Detective Gomez is dead, and you can't bring him back.

Whatever mistakes you made, let them go,

or you'll just end up making more.

Okay? Go.

- Okay. - Good.

- You got a jack for that? - Yeah.

All right, I'm gonna try to use this to wedge this up.

Give us some room so we can pull her out.

All right? I'll tell you when we're there.

Oh, god! She's bleeding more now!

When this is wide enough, you're gonna pull her,

and I'm gonna have to bend her femur back to get her free.

Her femur?! Are you sure you know what you're doing?

- Okay, we're ready. - Oh, my God.

We have to wait for the jaws of life.

- We can't do this alone. - Danny.

If we wait, she dies.

Pull.

- One, two, three. - I'm sorry, Abby.

Pull. Go!

Did we save her? Not yet. Hold her still. Don't let her move.

Okay.

All right, give me some gauze.

- Gauze. - Yeah.

Uh... yes. Okay.

- This is gauze, right? - Yeah.

Okay.

We saved her. We saved her, man.

Good job, Rox.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, wait a minute.

Yeah, I can't rehearse with no sleep.

Can you call me with the results? E-mail works, too.

Mr. Glanton, your C.T. scan shows

a small thoracic aortic aneurysm that has dissected.

Unfortunately, you're gonna need surgery.

When?

Well, first, we're gonna need to get your blood pressure down

and we'll put you on a drip for 24 hours.

Now, look, nothing is more important than this ballet.

I realize how stupid that sounds.

Not stupid.

Mr. Glanton, you could die.

I didn't spend 20 years in the corps de ballet

taking 800 milligrams of Advil three times a day just to quit.

Dr. Kean, please explain this to him.

This is a very difficult decision for him. He...

Mr. Glanton, at least let us get your blood pressure down.

Please.

Fine. I'll do the drip tonight, and then I'm on my way.

You wanna explain to me what just happened in there?

He's probably been living with this aneurysm for years, right?

Yes, and it has dissected, and it's gonna kill him.

That's what he needed to hear.

If he doesn't dance, he's dead anyway.

Listen, I understand his passion.

It's not a passion. It's an obsession.

It's the only way that it works.

Dance isn't just a part of his life... it ishis life.

That was beautiful, Dr. Kean.

But right now he doesn't need a patron of the arts.

He needs a doctor.

Leeann.

Cameron?

You're in the hospital. Don't try to speak.

You were in an accident.

Okay, calm down.

There's a tube in your throat to help you breathe.

We're gonna take it out in a second. All right?

Your mother's on a plane.

She should be here by the morning, okay?

Okay?

"Does he know I'm alive?" Yes. He's asked about you.

He's very concerned.

Okay. Okay. Shh. It's okay.

He took the time to take my bracelet off of my wrist.

That's the last thing I saw before... before I passed out.

The bracelet.

It was a gift.

From... from him, he...

He didn't want anybody to know about us

when they found my body.

You're going to have to notify the Sheriff on duty.

He's going to want to ask you questions.

No, I can't tell anybody. I just...

I need to get out of this hospital... out of this state.Cameron.

State. State. I need to know you can protect me.

The authorities can protect you in this hospital.

No, you don't know what these people are capable of.

Willis just landed with two more from the road.

One critical.

- Please don't leave me here. - Please.

Please don't leave me.

You're in a private room.

Nothing's gonna happen to you here.

- Please. - You're in our house now.

Come.

So I have a tumor in my abdomen.

It's not cancerous, but it is excreting

multiple hormones that will eventually become toxic.

It's also what's causing your visions.

- Mario. - Oh, so now you're a believer?

I am. In chemistry.

All those elevated levels of serotonin, dopamine,

and cortisol, could be affecting your brain chemistry,

causing you to see things that aren't there.

That's a busy tumor.

I suppose you wanna cut it out of me.

I've already scheduled you for surgery.

I'll be assisting, scrubbing in with Dr. Campbell.

Well, let's get to it.

I'll be fine. I trust you.

And you...

a bird can't fly if you're holding her by the wings.

What are you talking about?

You've got to let her fly, Mario.

Why is it that a baby can be healed simply through

skin to skin contact with its mother?

I don't know.

There are mysteries in this world that

cannot be explained by science.

What do you got? BP's 86 over 45, in and out of consciousness.

- Gonna need a major transfusion. - Her name's Abigail.

Out of the way, people. Look out! Coming through!

Dr. Willis. Dr. Willis.

- She has to live. - I know.

Okay, Jesse, hang 3 units O-neg.

Okay, hanging 3 units. Let's go.

Tourniquet's just temporizing the bleed. We gotta get movin'.

Well, it's nice to have you back, Dr. Willis.

Thank you.

- Jesse, start a central line. - Got it.

Must've been interesting.

The two of you out there together.

I know her and I know you.

We're working out the kinks.

All right, we gotta get this artery closed. Need suction.

- BP's dropping. - I got it.

BP's too low. We're losing her.

Got it.

BP's coming back up. Stabilizing.

Heart rate's coming down. Great. Let's get her up to OR. Watch out, watch out.

Goes up.

Clear it out. Clear the hallway. Clear the hall.

She's stable. All we can do now is wait.

Thank you. Thank you.

Hey. Thanks for the ride. Good teamwork.

Oh, we a team now?

Are we not?

You should've never been down in that river.

- I made a judgment call. - No, you were showboating.

Are you trained in water rescue? No. But I am.

Had things gone sideways down there,

I would've had to rescue both of you.

It was arrogant, reckless, dangerous.

And pretty damn far from teamwork.

What the hell are you doing in here?

You're supposed to be up in pre-op.

I called transport, and they're backed up.

Well, then take your patient up yourself. Now.

Hey. Hey! You all right?

I have no idea what I'm doing with my life.

Well, Meryl thinks you're a poet.

Maybe you should start rhyming for a living.

No, I'm serious. What if I made a mistake?

Campbell gave me 10 seconds to choose surgery...

10 seconds for the rest of my life.

Rorish calls this blue collar medicine, right?

Well, I'm a blue collar guy. You're not.Oh, my...

- We're different, man. - That's such bull!

No, it's not.

Okay, so if you're blue collar or whatever, what am I?

A surgeon. And Campbell sees it.

Well, I don't.

That's what you got me for.

You'll believe in anything, even a crazy psychic,

but you won't believe in yourself.

- How is she? - I can't discuss other patients.

Doctor, that girl is on my staff.

I promised her father I would look after her.

Is there anything you can tell me?

- At this point, nothing, no. - She's like a daughter to us.

We'd like to see her.

That is definitely not going to happen.

Dr. Rorish, a word, please.

- You look angry. - Nope, I'm not.

It's not my problem.

We're not supposed to get involved

in the personal lives of our patients.

Then why do you look like

you're about to give birth to a rabbit?

How come you look like you're about to give birth

to a rabbit through your mouth?

- That's hurtful. - Good. I feel better.

You're welcome!

Did you ever wanna be anything besides a doctor?

When I was a kid, I wanted to be a drug dealer.

Bad role models.

Had a dance teacher once who said,

"Spotlight doesn't find you, it chooses you."

There are times you jump so high,

it feels like you're flying.

All you hear is music and ballet shoes

sliding on a Marley floor.

Once you've had that, you don't let it go.

You made the right choice, Noa.

- You're where you belong. - I know.

Do you?

Do you know?

Sometimes I just need you to listen.

You don't have to fix it.

I wasn't trying to f...

Trying to fix it.

Yeah, I'll find you later, okay?

Abigail's out of surgery. She's doing well.

You get to see her soon.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

Hey, if you can't tell her, at least tell me.

Tell you what?

That you're in love with her.

No, it's not like... we were best friends.

That's all. The three of us.

Trips, dinners.

We were like a family.

When he got sick, it was all we did for, like, two years,

try to make him better.

Eventually, we just moved into the hospital.

Mm-hmm. I know you mean well, Doc, but you got it wrong here.

I know something about living your life

for someone who's gone.

I know it all too well.

But you have to keep on living.

And you can't do that with one foot in his grave.

And how did you do that?

I didn't say I did.

This is more like, do as I say, not as I do.

Well, I would if it were true, but it's just not.

Okay.

Whatever you say.

And I don't even know how she feels, anyway.

You don't look so good.

You feelin' okay?

- Not so great. - Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey. I need some help in here!

- What are you doing? - I've been discharged.

Not by me, you haven't.

I can't sleep on that drip.

I chose this path a long time ago.

I can't turn back now.

Miles, don't.

Please.

Miles.

I need a gurney over here!

Danny, does it hurt when you breathe in?

No, it's not that.

What was his hemoglobin when he was brought in?

His ultrasound came back negative for bleeding.

And his hemoglobin's normal. 13.5.

Okay, he's crashing. His hemoglobin's 7.

He's bleeding internally. It's probably a hip fracture.

Those like to hide.

Then he needs Interventional Radiology for cauterization.

We can't open him up and pack the wound.

That's too risky, right? We don't have time for radiology.

No, I did an IR rotation. I can cauterize.

All right.

I'll back you up. You drive.

He was leaving AMA. I tried to stop him, but he collapsed.

- Maintain compressions. - Jesse.

His aneurysm's ruptured. He needs a thoracotomy now.

Thoracotomy?

All right, let's get him transfused.

Hang 2 units. I can't believe we're doing this in the E.R.

Scalpel.

It's my patient.

I'll do it.

It's your call.

Okay.

- Here. - Get the rapid transfuser.

- Coming in. - Hang 2 units of O-neg now.

Okay, that's right.

Cut down the muscle.

Extend all the way down the back.

He's bradying down.

Get intra-cardiac pads ready.

I'm almost in the pericardium.

Suction.

Back to you.

- I need to embolize. - What vessel are you embolizing?

It's the external iliac artery. We need micro-coils.

No, no, it's the right obturator artery.

And no micro-coils. I need gel foam slurry now.

That's right, Dr. Dixon. You have seconds.

Pushing 1 mil slurry now.

All right, now we're on...

few more centimeters to the bleed.

- Got it. - Reshoot the dye.

And... no blood.

Sharp eye, Dr. Dixon.

Good job. Let's get him packed up for the ICU.

Got it. And scalpel.

Dissecting.

I'm in. Negative for tamponade.

Dissecting away from the phrenic nerve.

You're in for cross-clamp. On your go.

I see the aorta.

You know, I had a patient once who thought he was

the benevolent ruler of Planet Ardon.

Retracting, Dr. Leighton. Over to me.

And after saving his life, he had nothing to live for.

I took his kingdom away.

Pull back gently on the tissue.

Maybe our psychic will still have some powers left.

Her powers are a perfect mixture of cortisol,

dopamine, and serotonin.

It's just not gonna be the same.

Don't get me wrong. I-I like your attitude.

We have to be bigger than life up here.

Scissors to Dr. Leighton.

Can you read my mind?

You want me to finish dissecting the tumor?

Bingo.

That's the hard part, isn't it?

Find your powers, kid.

Metz, please.

Dr. Leighton, "please" is an extra word.

Got it, thanks. Uh, I mean, I got it.

Clamps, please.

I mean, clamps.

Down in the E.R., it's like Mad Libs.

Up here, it's more like a haiku.

It's poetry.

Did you say poetry?

Are you a poet, Dr. Leighton?

Yes, I am.

Close her up.

Well, on top of everything,

your hospital has terrible cell coverage.

I really wouldn't know. I still use a rotary phone.

Hey.

Look, I don't know what she told you,

but I suggest you take it with a grain of salt.

Why would she lie?

She's mad he never left me. Um, she wants money.

She was your student. Is that really what you think?

Look, my husband may be many things,

but he never would've left her there to die.

Is that what you think she said?

God only knows what she said.

Who was gonna get rid of the bracelet? You? Or him?

Hmm?

For 20 years, I drank the coffee at this hospital.

Horrible.

Now I couldn't tell you what day it happened,

but I finally had enough.

I was done drinking the mud, dirt. Yeah.

Mm.

I go across the street now.

You know how many boxes of tissue

we go through here in a week?

No. How many?

Denise!

How many boxes of tissue do we go through here in a week?

Just kidding.

Denise got fired.

Your mom is at LAX.

She's in a cab.

When she gets here, I think maybe we should all talk.

It's okay to tell your story.

I want you to know how supported you are.

Dr. Rorish.

Uh, no, no, no. You cannot be here.

- Please. - Out.

I know what he did.

- Okay? - Please.

Fine.

I'll give it to the police if you want.

Thank you, Mrs. Reeves,

but maybe you should give her a minute.

- Okay. - No, it's... it's okay.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt your family.

Cameron, none of this is your fault.

I should've known this was gonna happen.

I was your teacher.

I should've taken care of you.

I'm so sorry.

You know, Ariel's gonna grow up one day soon,

and she's gonna need a job.

Relax. You got a few years.

I know, but...

What I do now makes all the difference then.

- You being cared for? - I'm just taking in the sights.

Ah.

I just had a tumor removed.

Oh. How are you feeling?

Me? I'm amazing.

Then carry on.

He doesn't blame you.

I'm sorry?

Your brother. Robert.

He wishes he could've told you that.

You were right. He should've been admitted immediately.

We deal with people, Dr. Kean, not just disease.

When it mattered most,

you were a doctor.

I'm gonna go see him.

Yeah.

Can I ask you a question?

Why did you stop dancing?

I don't know.

Maybe I was always at the mercy of someone else.

If I didn't have control over something that precious,

I'd rather no one did.

Yeah.

Medicine's just as dramatic.

I must look like the vengeful Queen of the Wilis in Giselle.

Sorry, but she's wearing a white tutu.

You look much worse.

But you're alive.

Am I?

Yes.

You're gonna live a long time.

Recovery should be about 9 months.

You'll be back.

100% back?

85, 90%.

I'm gonna be 40 in 9 months.

Sorry, but I'm gonna need the full 100.

Martha Graham was right.

"A dancer dies twice...

"once when they stop dancing,

"and then this first death is...

the most painful."

There's something worse, you know?

To never have danced at all.

Ready?

No.

Okay.

You know, sometimes I want you to fix it.

You don't need a stage to fly.

You were amazing today.

You saved his life.

She's asleep.

Oh, God. What if she gets mad? What if she wants...

You both almost died.

Grow a pair.

It was definitely kale.

Is she okay?

Yeah, she's just waking up.

I think it was in Topanga Canyon.

Topanga.

Okay. Abigail...

You ordered steak.

I got a kale salad, right?

I have something I want to tell you, okay?

It was definitely kale.

Maybe now is not... the best time.

You're obviously a little groggy.

I'll just sit here, and you can get some rest.

It's okay, Danny.

I love you, too.

I almost told you that night in Topanga.

I got cold feet.

He wouldn't be mad at us, Danny.

He'd be so happy.

That was our first kiss. You know that?

I was not aware of that.

He overshares. Rick used to call him the "chick flick."

Sounds about right to me.

Okay, as long as we're being honest,

he hated Big Sur.

The only reason he went up there all the time was because of you.

You're kidding. Well, when why were we taking his ashes there?

I don't know. I wanted to do it in L.A.

I mean, that's where he grew up.

Where is he, anyway?

I thought he was with you.

Oh, Rick's in my locker. He's fine.

Doctor, can you do us a favor?

You ready?

As ready as we'll ever be.

Danny told me you lost someone, too?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.