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(Pedersen) AFGHANISTAN FEELS NORMAL TO YOU NOW,

SO IF THIS FEELS NORMAL, HOME MUST FEEL STRANGE.

I'M HOME LESS THAN 24 HOURS,

AND ALLS I CAN THINK ABOUT IS GETTING BACK HERE.

(Pedersen) AND THAT'S OKAY.

ANYONE ELSE?

DON'T LOOK AT ME.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,

I WOULD NOT BE HERE IF I DIDN'T HAVE TO BE.

SO YOU'RE SAYING THERE AIN'T NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU?

I AM A TRAUMA SURGEON.

THE OPERATING ROOM IS MY THERAPY.

AND, UH, HOW IS THAT WORKING FOR YOU?

(engines whirring)

YOU KNOW, I TOOK PSYCH IN MED SCHOOL.

AND I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY. I DO.

THAT THE REASON I AM NOT SLEEPING VERY WELL

ISN'T BECAUSE I JUST HAPPEN TO REQUIRE VERY LITTLE SLEEP,

BUT BECAUSE I'M A PERFECTIONIST WITH "DADDY ISSUES,"

AND THAT I AM ALWAYS SUBCONSCIOUSLY TRYING

TO REPLACE MY FATHER FIGURE WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

BUT THEN I FOUND THIS GUY,

AND HE IS THIS BRILLIANT E.N.T. WHIZ FROM MONTREAL,

AND, UM, AND IT FEELS LIKE THE REAL THING,

AND THEN HE GOES AND DUMPS ME...

TWO WEEKS BEFORE DEPLOYMENT.

NOW I'M USUALLY THE DUMPER, NOT THE DUMPEE,

BUT HERE I AM, DUMPED.

AND I STILL HAVE THE ENGAGEMENT RING,

WHICH I CAN'T BRING MYSELF TO THROW OUT

BECAUSE IT WOULD JUST COMPLETELY SIGNIFY

THAT I HAVE BEEN A FAILURE IN LIFE AND LOVE AND...

HOW COULD SHE JUST AMBUSH ME LIKE THAT?

OH, COME ON. SHE JUST ASKED YOU TO SHARE.

BESIDES, EVERYONE RESPECTED WHAT YOU HAD TO SAY.

I MEAN, IT WAS MOVING AND VERY REAL.

YEAH, YEAH, OKAY. ENOUGH.

LET'S JUST AGREE

THAT WE WILL NEVER TALK ABOUT THIS AGAIN, EVER.

YOU SHOULD TRY ONLINE. WHAT?

SELL YOUR RING. IT'S A SYMBOL OF FAILURE TO YOU. GET RID OF IT.

HMM.

GOOD TALK.

BOBBY.

SIR. I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU.

I WAS JUST IN DR. PEDERSEN'S GROUP.

AH, GOOD. I'M GLAD YOU'RE TAKING ADVANTAGE

OF WHAT SHE HAS TO OFFER. YEAH.

EMOTIONAL HEALTH IS ESSENTIAL

TO THE SUCCESS OF THIS HOSPITAL.

PHYSICIAN... HEAL THYSELF, YEAH.

ALL RIGHT. NOW YOU'VE BEEN HERE LONG ENOUGH.

IT'S TIME TO JUMP IN. ROMP CALL, 1100 TOMORROW.

WE'RE GONNA BRAG ABOUT OUR 97% SURVIVAL RATE.

I WANT YOU AND REBECCA IN ON THIS ONE. OF COURSE, SIR.

NOW IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME,

I GOT MY DAILY CALL WITH 9er DOMESTIC.

ONLY EMERGENCIES, WILL. NOTHING LESS.

YES, SIR.

HE'S TALKING WITH R.C. SOUTH?

NO, HIS WIFE.

(indistinct conversations)

HEY, YOU KNOW THAT, UM, MARKS CALLS HIS WIFE EVERY DAY?

HEY, DON'T TALK TO ME ABOUT LOVE OR MARRIAGE.

IT'S SPORTS AND MOVIES.

OKAY, WELL, HOW ABOUT A CONFERENCE CALL

WITH ALL THE CHIEFS OF ALL THE MILITARY HOSPITALS?

A ROMP CALL?

YEAH. WE GOT ONE TOMORROW, 1100.

PERFECT. THAT'LL GIVE ME ENOUGH TIME TO GO OVER THE CASES,

BE PREPARED, JUST IN CASE THEY CALL ON ME. WHAT DO YOU MEAN? THEY CALL ON US?

OH, YEAH, AND IF YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THE CASES,

WELL... (inhales sharply) I'M JUST SAYING. YEAH, BUT I HAVEN'T STUDIED.

WELL, IT'S NOT UNTIL TOMORROW. WE'LL HAVE SOME TIME.

OKAY, SO MAYBE WE'LL BE LUCKY. MAYBE TODAY WILL BE QUIET.

OH-- DON'T SAY IT.

WHAT?

OKAY, YOU HAVEN'T SPENT MUCH TIME IN AN E.R.

UM, IT'S AN OLD SUPERSTITION,

WHICH ACTUALLY HAS ZERO BASIS IN FACT.

MARK MY WORD, IT'S GONNA GET CRAZY.

BY THE WAY, CAPTAIN, YOU GOT YOURSELF A PATIENT,

TRAUMA BAY 4. I'M ON IT.

AND, MAJOR, MAY I REMIND YOU

THAT YOU'RE BEHIND IN YOUR CHARTING?

I WILL GET TO THEM LATER TODAY.

WE DON'T HAVE ANY TIME LATER TODAY.

WE'RE GONNA BE PLENTY BUSY. YOUR SPIDEY SENSES ACTING UP? HMM?

LOOK AT MY FACE.

OKAY. YEAH.

MASTER SERGEANT FARRINGDON, I'M DR. TRANG.

DR. TRANG. GOOD TO MEET YOU, SIR.

DON'T CALL ME SIR, SIR. I WORK FOR A LIVING.

OKAY. UM, I SEE YOU'RE HAVING SOME TROUBLE WITH YOUR SHOULDER.

CAN I GET YOU TO TAKE THAT OFF, PLEASE?

(grunts) IT'S AN OLD FOOTBALL INJURY.

IT JUST NEVER HEALED UP PROPERLY.

OKAY. WELL, I'LL TAKE A LOOK.

CAN I GET YOU TO GIVE ME SOME RESISTANCE ON THIS SIDE? MM-HMM.

OKAY. AND NOW THE FRONT. OKAY? MM-HMM.

NOW BACK. YEP. YEP. MM-HMM.

OKAY. YOU OKAY? YEP.

(woman) Sorry I missed your call.

DID CHARLES COME BY AND TAKE A LOOK AT THE FRIDGE?

He says we have to get a new one.

I THINK THEY GOT BARGAINS AT PELWAY.

Pelway's is gone. They're building condos there now.

Um...

(sighs)

IS EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT?

IS THERE A DELAY ON YOUR END?

No. I hear you fine.

WELL, YOU SOUND A LITTLE PREOCCUPIED.

I'm good.

It's just...

Xavier...

there's something we need to talk about.

(pager beeping)

Is that your pager?

HOLD--HOLD ON. (beeping continues)

WAIT--WAIT A SECOND.

(beeping stops)

SO WHAT DID YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT?

It sounds like you're being paged.

WELL, IS IT IMPORTANT? W--

Call me when you can. I love you.

(line disconnects)

(man) ANYONE SEEN THE COLONEL?!

(dial tone drones)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(man) COLONEL'S NEEDED IN O.R.

(receiver clatters)

(whirring continues)

(indistinct conversations continue)

(whirring continues)

FOUND SOME TENDONITIS, POSSIBLY BURSITIS.

I'M GONNA GIVE YOU A SHOT OF CORTISONE

JUST TO HOLD YOU OVER

UNTIL YOU CAN GET SOME PHYSICAL THERAPY.

THANKS, DOC. LEADING THE BOYS ON A RECCE MISSION AT MIDNIGHT.

LITTLE FARMHOUSE 20 MILES OUT, SUSPECTED TALIBAN STRONGHOLD,

SO I'M GONNA WANT MY "A" GAME, DOC.

HOW LONG YOU HAD THAT MOLE?

ALL MY LIFE. WHY? IS SOMETHING WRONG?

WELL, IT LOOKS SUSPICIOUS.

ABNORMAL SHAPE, YEAH, BORDER'S RAGGED,

THE COLOR'S IRREGULAR, AND THE DIAMETER...

YEAH, I NOTICED IT STARTED GETTING BIGGER A FEW WEEKS AGO.

A FEW WEEKS AGO? OKAY, GOOD. I'M GONNA BIOPSY IT.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, DOC?

YOU SAYING I GOT CANCER?

WE WON'T KNOW UNTIL THE BIOPSY.

NO, 'CAUSE THERE'S NO BIOPSY. I CAN'T BE DEALING WITH CANCER.

I'M FINISHING THIS TOUR WITH MY BOYS, END OF STORY.

MASTER SERGEANT, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.

THE EARLIER WE CATCH THIS, THE EASIER--

DR. TRANG, WE NEED YOU IN THE TOC.

WE GOT A MASS CAL COMING IN. (sighs)

(military radio chatter)

(Marks) WHAT'S THE SITUATION?

TALIBAN FIRED ON NATO FORCES IN THE PROVINCE NEAR PANJWAII.

NATO RETURNED FIRE,

AND TALIBAN DREW THEM INTO THE CIVILIAN SECTOR.

HEAVILY POPULATED? STREETS WERE CROWDED. THERE WAS A WEDDING PROCESSION.

NATO EVACUATION ARRIVED 20 MINUTES AGO

AND STARTED INFIELD TRIAGE. WHAT CAN WE EXPECT?

R.C. SOUTH IS REQUESTING WE TAKE EIGHT.

9-LINER REPORT IS 3 BRAVOS, 2 ALPHAS, 3 CHARLIES.

OKAY, I'LL GET THE ON-CALL STAFF READY,

CALL THE SURGEONS, AND PREPARE THE TRAUMA BAYS AND O.R.s.

(radio chatter continues)

SIR?

(radio chatter continues)

TELL R.C. SOUTH WE'RE OPEN FOR BUSINESS.

ROGER THAT.

(tapping)

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(sirens wailing)

ANYONE FANCY A GAME OF MONOPOLY?

(sirens wailing)

(distorted siren wail)

(wailing continues)

HERE THEY COME!

(electronic squawking)

WE GOT A BRAVO HERE, SIR. PELVIC INJURY, POSSIBLE FRACTURE.

HUNG 2 LITERS OF RINGERS IN FLIGHT.

STEADY, PEOPLE!

PELVIC INJURY, POSSIBLE FRACTURE.

OKAY, BAY 2.

OKAY, WE GOT A SECOND ONE COMING THROUGH.

(indistinct conversations)

OKAY, I NEED X-RAY. MULTIPLE FRACTURES, LOWER LIMB, BAY 4.

ALL RIGHT, IT'S GONNA BE A BUSY DAY. (Will) CLEAN THAT UP!

REBECCA, I, UH, I MAY NEED A HAND. YOU GOT IT.

READY, 3?

SHRAPNEL TO THE HEAD AND ABDOMEN.

ALL RIGHT, DIBS ON C.T. SCANNER.

MAX, REBECCA. ALL RIGHT, FASTEN YOUR SEAT BELTS,

PUT YOUR TRAY TABLES INTO THE UPRIGHT POSITION.

IT IS GOING TO BE A BUMPY RIDE.

BAY 1.

(man) HEY, BUDDY. EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE FINE.

(indistinct conversations)

HELL OF A WEDDING DAY.

OH, RIGHT. SORRY.

YOU DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT ANYTHING HAVING TO DO

WITH MARRIAGE, RIGHT? KIND OF HARD TO AVOID, THOUGH,

WITH ALL THE WEDDING GUESTS AROUND.

WHAT'S THIS ABOUT WEDDINGS? YOU KNOW BOBBY SAID THE "Q" WORD

BEFORE WE GOT THE MASS-CAL CALL? YOU JINXED US?

READY, DR. TRANG? CHARLIE COMING.

READY. KEEP HIM STEADY, SOLDIER.

BAY 2. LAST ONE. ZARMEENEH!

LACERATIONS, LEFT ARM, BRUISING AROUND LEFT BACK, FLANK PAIN.

(shouts in Middle Eastern dialect)

RINGERS ON BOARD, 10 MILLIGRAMS OF MORPHINE

THAT DON'T SEEM TO BE TOUCHING HIM. FENTANYL?

50 MICs. AIRWAYS SEEM TO BE CLEAR.

YOU GOT THIS, WILL? (Will) YES, SIR.

ZARMEENEH! (shouts indistinctly) SIR, YOU'RE GONNA NEED TO CALM DOWN, PLEASE.

HE KEEPS MOVING LIKE THAT AND HE'S GOT A SPLEEN INJURY,

IT COULD RUPTURE. (shouts indistinctly) ZARMEENEH!

I NEED A FREE TERP. COULD BE SPLEEN DAMAGE.

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

HEY, THIS GUY'S THE GROOM.

ZARMEENEH! ZARMEENEH! THAT MUST BE HIS WIFE.

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect) ZARMEENEH.

B.P.'s REGULAR. REBECCA.

(mutters in Middle Eastern dialect)

OKAY, THERE'S NO GUARDING IN THE ABDOMEN.

I WOULD TAKE HIM TO THE I.C.U. WATCH HIM. IT MAY RESOLVE. GREAT.

HEY, CAN YOU TAKE OVER?

YEAH. HE NEEDS AN ULTRASOUND.

(man muttering in Middle Eastern dialect)

ULTRASOUND!

YOU'RE SURE NO ONE RETURNED A MISSION PLAN?

I'M SORRY, MASTER SERGEANT. NO ONE'S LEFT ANYTHING.

THIS WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?

WE NEVER FINISHED OUR CONVERSATION.

WE DID IN MY BOOK, SIR.

BEG YOUR PARDON, SIR.

I HAVE A RECCE TO PREPARE FOR.

(military radio chatter)

(slams door)

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

(indistinct conversations)

WHAT'S GOING ON?

THE GIRL HE WAS ABOUT TO MARRY, HER NAME IS ZARMEENEH.

THEY GOT SEPARATED IN THE BLAST.

HE BEGS YOU TO HELP HIM. (speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

SHE MUST BE SCARED OR MAYBE HURT OR WORSE.

(continues speaking Middle Eastern dialect) HE THROWS HIMSELF AT YOUR KINDNESS.

(continues speaking Middle Eastern dialect) (Max) REBECCA.

COMING?

I CAN'T RIGHT NOW.

(indistinct conversations)

(monitor beeps rhythmically)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(Will) WE'RE WAITING FOR MAX TO FINISH SURGERY,

AND TWO OF THE CHARLIES HAVE BEEN ATTENDED TO

AND WILL BE RELEASED AS SOON AS THEY'RE STABLE.

ONE IS UNDER OBSERVATION, POSSIBLE SPLENIC INJURY.

AND THE TWO ALPHAS ARE BEING STABILIZED.

SIR?

SEND THE REPORT TO R.C. SOUTH.

YES, SIR.

IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE, SIR?

I'M GONNA STEP OUT FOR A MOMENT.

UM...

NO, SHE'LL BE SLEEPING NOW.

BEG YOUR PARDON, SIR?

NOTHING, WILL. (sighs)

THANK YOU. I'M OKAY.

(groans)

(country music playing) SUCTION.

NEED A HAND?

YEAH, WE'VE GOT SOME PELVIC DAMAGE HERE.

IT'S REAL SURGERY, THOUGH, SIMON.

I DON'T KNOW IF YOU'RE UP FOR IT.

OOH, I WILL TRY. I WILL TRY.

I THOUGHT YOU HAD A HEAD TRAUMA. UH, YEAH, I DID.

ALTHOUGH WHAT A YOUNG MAN FROM THE PHILIPPINES

IS DOING IN KANDAHAR, I HAVE NOT THE CLUE.

THE PHILIPPINES? FIXATOR.

WELL, I COULD BE WRONG. HE COULD BE FROM MICRONESIA.

ANYWAY, HIS C.T. SCAN WAS CLEAR,

SHRAPNEL SUPERFICIAL, AND HIS I.C.P. WAS NORMAL.

BUT, YEAH, HE DIDN'T EVEN NEED A VENTILATOR.

HE SHOULD BE WAKING UP IN AN HOUR.

PIECE OF CAKE.

I WAITED ON A SCANNER FOR A PIECE OF CAKE?

HOW CAN YOU LISTEN TO THIS MUSIC? IT'S LIKE--IT'S RUBBISH.

I DON'T KNOW. EVER SINCE THAT PARTY I THREW,

I CAN'T SEEM TO GET ENOUGH. WELL, LET ME TELL YOU THIS--

IF YOU PLAY THIS BACKWARDS, IT WOULD BE A HAPPIER ENDING...

(laughs) AND HE'LL GET HIS JOB BACK AND HIS WIFE.

(imitates Southern accent) NOT TO MENTION HIS TRUCK. YES.

THIS COMING FROM THE GUY WHOSE COUNTRY BROUGHT US BOYZONE.

AH, EXCUSE ME. THEY ARE IRISH, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

(normal voice) SCREW. A SCREW... REBECCA?

MM-HMM. OKAY. GIVE ME THAT.

SO I HEAR THE GROOM CAME IN SANS BRIDE.

WHEN THEY WERE ROLLING HIM INTO THE TRAUMA BAY,

HE WAS MUTTERING HIS BRIDE'S NAME.

SEE, THAT'S WHAT I CALL LOVE.

OR FEAR. HIS WIFE PROBABLY CAME WITH A HEFTY DOWRY,

AND HE'S PROBABLY WORRIED HE'S GONNA LOSE IT ALL.

ALWAYS A CYNIC. A CYNIC ABOUT MARRIAGE?

ABSOLUTELY. ISN'T EVERYONE?

DR. PRAKASH?

(laughs) YOU'LL HAVE TO ASK MY WIFE.

WHAT ABOUT YOU, REBECCA?

ARE YOU INTO THE WHOLE LOVE ETERNAL?

CLAMP.

I'VE NEVER SEEN A STABILIZATION LIKE THAT BEFORE.

PRAKASH IS VERY IMPRESSIVE. (water running)

MM-HMM. AND SO ARE YOU,

ALTHOUGH YOUR TASTE IN MUSIC REMAINS REVOLTING.

(gasps) BEING A CLOSET COWBOY IS NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF.

ARE YOU DONE NOW? UH, WHY, WHAT'S UP?

YOU CAN HELP FIND THE BRIDE. OH, SO YOU DO BELIEVE IN LOVE ETERNAL.

VANS, I HAVE BEEN IN SURGERY FOR THREE HOURS.

BUT I-I HAVE CHARTS TO DO--

YOU HAVEN'T DONE YOUR CHARTS IN A WEEK. THEY CAN WAIT.

SHE CAN'T. YOU KNOW, I'VE GOT A GUY WHO CAN PROBABLY HELP YOU FIND HER.

MUFAZ.

NO, THANKS. GIMME.

ALL RIGHT. SUIT YOURSELF.

MM.

IF I WANTED TO FIND A PERSON,

SOMEONE WHO WAS WITH THE WEDDING PROCESSION

BUT WASN'T BROUGHT HERE, WHERE WOULD I LOOK?

WE CAN CALL BASTION, SEE IF THEY HAVE HIM. MM-HMM.

UH, IF THEY'RE NOT THERE, THEY COULD BE

AT ANY OF THE LOCAL HOSPITALS.

OF COURSE, IF THE PERSON WASN'T HURT,

THEY COULD BE WITH THEIR FAMILY, OR...

HER NAME IS ZARMEENEH.

(military radio chatter)

OKAY.

I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO.

(Marks) ONLY EMERGENCIES, GRAHAM. NOTHING LESS. YOU GOT IT, SIR.

COLONEL MARKS, GOT A MINUTE?

20 SECONDS, DR. TRANG.

OKAY, THE MASTER SERGEANT I WAS TREATING FOR BURSITIS,

I FOUND A SUSPICIOUS LOOKING MOLE ON HIS SHOULDER

THAT HE WOULDN'T LET ME BIOPSY.

WHAT'D YOU DO?

WELL, NOTHING. I MEAN, COULD I HAVE GROUNDED HIM?

(sighs) YOU'RE A CAPTAIN. HE'S A MASTER SERGEANT.

PLUS, YOU'RE A DOCTOR IN THE ARMED FORCES.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

(indistinct conversations)

(jet engines roaring)

(bicycle tires clicking)

(engines rumbling)

(indistinct conversations)

COLONEL MARKS. COLONEL MARKS, SIR.

I JUST GOT A CALL FROM MAJOR SAMIZAY, SIR.

APPARENTLY NATO DIDN'T GET ALL THE WEDDING GUESTS.

SOME OF THEM HAVE STARTED SHOWING UP

AT THE WOMEN'S CLINIC.

(indistinct conversations continue)

ALL RIGHT, GET A TEAM READY TO GO OUT THERE.

YES, SIR.

(jet engines roaring)

NOW CAN YOU JUST LOOK UP THERE?

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

BARRY... FOLEY.

WELL, BARRY FOLEY. THAT'S NOT A NAME I EXPECTED.

YOU AMERICAN?

CANADIAN. SASKATOON.

SASKATOON. AH, WHAT A SHAME.

YOU DON'T LOOK SASKATOONIAN, SASKATOONISH.

MY MOM WAS FILIPINO.

REALLY? OH, HOLD ON. UM...

(speaks Tagalog)

UH... YOU DON'T SPEAK TAGALOG, NO?

MY MOM'S BIG INTO ASSIMILATION.

(chuckles) SO WHAT BRINGS YOU TO THIS PART OF THE DESERT?

AID WORK. AFGHANISTAN ASSISTANCE MOVEMENT. YEAH?

YEAH, I MET THE BRIDE WORKING ON BUILDING A GIRLS' SCHOOL. WAIT. YOU KNOW ZARMEENEH?

YEAH. IS SHE OKAY?

WELL, WE'RE LOOKING FOR HER. HOW DO YOU KNOW HER?

WE MET WHEN WE WERE BOTH WORKING ON BUILDING A GIRLS' SCHOOL.

SHE'S AWESOME. AND KHAN...

KHAN!

HE'S A FEW BEDS DOWN AND HE'S DOING OKAY SO FAR.

UM, IF SHE WASN'T HURT, DO YOU KNOW WHERE WE COULD FIND HER?

FAMILY OR-- SHE WAS ESTRANGED FROM HER FAMILY.

(moans)

OKAY, OKAY. TELL YOUR STORY LATER, OKAY?

JUST REST.

(objects clattering)

(telephone ringing)

TAGALOG?

(speaks Tagalog)

HMM.

(Khan whispers) ZARMEENEH.

B.P. IS GETTING LOW. LET'S DO ANOTHER F.A.S.T. EXAM.

(Khan panting)

MAJOR, WE HAVE SOME WOUNDED AT THE WOMEN'S CLINIC.

CAN YOU, UH, HELP OUT MAJOR PEDERSEN?

ZARMEENEH! WHOA. WHOA.

YOU--YOU FIND HER? DO YOU SPEAK ENGLISH?

A LITTLE. ZARMEENEH... PLEASE.

OKAY, OKAY. (gasps) OH.

SHH, SHH, SHH. (groaning and crying)

ALL RIGHT, BELLY IS RIGID. WE GOT A POSSIBLE RUPTURE.

YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO FIND YOURSELF ANOTHER TEAM LEADER,

'CAUSE I GOTTA GET HIM INTO SURGERY NOW.

(Will) OKAY. (crying) ZARMEENEH.

(Marks) ANY DANGER TO LIFE, LIMB, EYESIGHT, THEY COME HERE.

ANYTHING LESS...

REFER THEM TO THE LOCAL HOSPITAL. I KNOW.

I HATE TO SEND YOU OUTSIDE THE WIRE

WITH SO MUCH ACTIVITY, GRACE.

WELL, IT'S PART OF THE JOB. THE WOMEN NEED HELP.

I JUST WANT YOU BACK, QUICK. (zips bag closed)

WILL DO.

ON A PERSONAL NOTE,

ON THE PHONE,

CHRISTINE SAID SHE NEEDED TO TALK ABOUT SOMETHING.

THEN I GOT PAGED, AND...

SHE SAID IT WASN'T IMPORTANT, THAT IT COULD WAIT.

GIVE YOU ANY INDICATION?

NO.

IT'S THE TONE IN HER VOICE, YOU KNOW? IT'S...

WHAT DO YOU MAKE OF IT, WORST-CASE SCENARIO?

SHE'S FALLEN OUT OF LOVE WITH ME AND WANTS A DIVORCE.

WHEN ARE YOU GONNA CALL HER AND FIND OUT?

(sighs)

SHE'S AT WORK.

FROM WHAT YOU'VE TOLD ME ABOUT HER, MARKS,

I... DON'T THINK SHE'D MIND.

(exhales) YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT.

BUT IT CAN WAIT.

IT CAN WAIT.

(footsteps approach)

(knock on door)

REPORTING AS ORDERED, SIR.

AT EASE, MASTER SERGEANT.

LOOK, I KNOW THAT YOU'RE PLANNING TO GO OUT

ON THIS RECONNAISSANCE TONIGHT WITH YOUR MEN.

BUT I HAVE IT IN MY AUTHORITY TO GROUND YOU.

YES, SIR.

MAY I ASK WHY, SIR?

CONCERN FOR YOUR WELFARE.

YOU REFUSED TO TAKE AN IMPORTANT MEDICAL TEST,

AND I THINK IT'S IN YOUR BEST INTEREST NOT TO GO.

YES, SIR.

SIR, IF I MAY?

PLEASE.

THESE BOYS...

THEY'RE RELYING ON ME TO BE THERE.

MAYBE WE CAN STRIKE A BARGAIN.

YOU LET ME GO ON THIS MISSION, AND I WILL COME STRAIGHT BACK.

YOU CAN DO THAT BIOPSY, YOU CAN SEND ME HOME,

YOU CAN PUMP ME FULL OF MEDICINE, WHATEVER.

JUST PLEASE, RESPECTFULLY,

LET ME BE WITH MY BOYS.

OKAY.

OKAY, THAT WORKS FOR ME.

THANK YOU, SIR.

IS THAT ALL?

GO BE WITH YOUR BOYS.

THANK YOU.

(jet engines roaring)

(Graham) DR. GORDON, I HEARD BACK

FROM BASTION AND THE LOCAL HOSPITALS.

THEY DON'T HAVE ANY PATIENTS THERE THAT FIT THIS DESCRIPTION. OH.

I'M SORRY. THANK YOU.

(jet engines roaring)

HEY.

HEY.

STILL LOOKING FOR THE BRIDE? APPARENTLY.

HOW'S THE GROOM?

HE'S OKAY. UH, I HAD TO REMOVE HIS SPLEEN,

BUT HE'LL BE AWAKE IN THE MORNING.

ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, IN THE MORNING,

YOU'LL BE ON A CONFERENCE CALL GETTING RAKED OVER THE COALS

BY YOUR FAVORITE SUPERIORS.

OH, THE ROMP CALL. I TOTALLY FORGOT.

WELL, MAYBE YOU CAN GET SOME SLEEP NOW.

I BROUGHT YOU THIS.

THANK YOU, VANS.

YOU'LL NEED IT. WE HAVE WORK TO DO.

TO FIND HER--ZARMEENEH.

OH.

VANS, DR. GORDON'S A LITTLE TIRED.

BUT IT'S A LOVE STORY. IT HAS TO HAVE A HAPPY ENDING.

HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE? BUT THEY'VE BEEN IN LOVE

EVER SINCE THEY FIRST SAW EACH OTHER.

THEY HAD TO KEEP IT A SECRET.

WHEN THE TIME CAME FOR HER TO MARRY THE OTHER DUDE,

SHE RISKED HER LIFE AND RAN, TOTALLY DISOBEYED HER FAMILY.

BRAVE GIRL.

THAT'S WHY THERE WERE NO ELDERS IN THE WEDDING PROCESSION.

THEY WOULDN'T SUPPORT IT.

BUT THE YOUNGER GENERATION, THEY WERE THERE.

LOOK, I WISH THAT THERE WAS SOMETHING I COULD DO.

IT WOULD BE SO... WONDERFUL IF HE WOKE UP,

AND SHE WAS THERE.

(sighs)

(jet engines roaring) CAN'T YOU MAKE MORE CALLS?

THE HOSPITALS SAY THAT SHE ISN'T THERE. HAVE THEM LOOK AGAIN.

(Bobby) I COULD DO THAT, MAKE CALLS.

BUT YOU'RE THE POINT PERSON ON THIS.

NO, BUT YOU GOTTA GET SOME SLEEP, TOO.

WHAT'S A LITTLE SLEEP WHEN TRUE LOVE'S AT STAKE, RIGHT? MM.

(engines rumbling)

(jet engines roaring)

(latch clicks)

(hinge squeaks)

OH.

YOU.

HAVE YOU BEEN DRINKING?

NO. WHAT DO YOU WANT?

YOUR GUY.

(snickers)

(jet engines roaring)

OKAY, YOU, UH...

TELL MUFAZ WHATEVER YOU NEED.

YOU HAVE TO USE MY PHONE. OKAY.

HE WON'T PICK UP UNLESS HE KNOWS THE NUMBER.

NOW IT'LL COST YOU ABOUT 8,000 TO 10,000 AFGHANIS--

THAT'S A COUPLE OF HUNDRED BUCKS--

BUT YOU CAN PUT IT ON MY TAB.

(clicks pen)

THAT WAY, YOU'LL OWE ME ONE.

I THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE IN MARRIAGE.

WELL...

YOUR GROOM DOES, PASSIONATELY.

AND I CAN'T GET IN THE WAY OF THAT, CAN I?

THAT'S REALLY NICE OF YOU, SIMON.

(snickers) YOU DO HAVE A...

(door closes) HEART.

(engines rumbling)

HEY.

HEY.

ANY WORD FROM THE HOSPITALS, DR. TARZI?

NOT YET.

(sighs) YOU KNOW I JUST CALLED SIMON'S FIXER

TO HELP FIND KHAN'S BRIDE? ISN'T THAT CRAZY?

IT'S ROMANTIC. OH, DON'T GO THERE.

NO, I'M SERIOUS.

(groans) IT'S WEIRD.

(indistinct conversations)

WHAT WAS HE LIKE, YOUR DAD?

I MEAN, HE MUST HAVE BEEN SOMETHING SPECIAL.

HE WAS A THORACIC SURGEON... BRILLIANT.

MM. OF COURSE.

WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL, HE USED TO SAY,

"REBECCA, YOU'RE SMARTER THAN ME,

YOU'RE BRAVER THAN ME, YOU'LL GO FARTHER THAN ME."

THAT'S A LOT OF PRESSURE TO PUT ON A LITTLE GIRL.

HE WAS MY BIGGEST FAN.

(indistinct conversations)

(pager beeps)

(beep)

(indistinct conversations continue)

(pager beeps)

OH, JEEZ. CAN THIS SHIFT GET ANY LONGER?

UGH! WELL, HOPEFULLY YOU'LL GET FINISHED

BEFORE THE ROMP CALL, 'CAUSE--

(groans) (Vans) DR. TRANG!

YOUR PATIENT-- MASTER SERGEANT FARRINGDON. WHAT ABOUT HIM?

THEY'RE BRINGING HIM IN! HE'S INJURED, BAD!

(sighs)

MULTIPLE G.S.W.s

WE PACKED HIM AS BEST WE COULD, BUT HE'S LOST A LOT OF BLOOD.

GAVE HIM A FENTANYL LOLLIPOP, AND I PUT SOME QuikClot ON HIS SHOULDER WOUNDS.

(Ford) TOURNIQUET ON THE LEFT LEG.

NEEDLE DECOMPRESSION IN THE FIELD. TWO RINGERS ON BOARD.

B.P.'s 80 ON 45 AND DROPPING. PULSE 145 AND THREADY.

HE'S GOT MULTIPLE GUNSHOTS TO THE LEG,

RIGHT AXILLA, TWO IN THE RIGHT ARM, ONE IN THE LEFT. OKAY, GET ME A SET OF VITALS.

LET'S HANG TWO LITERS OF O NEG, TYPE AND CROSS-MATCH.

I WANT A TRAUMA PANEL DRAWN. GET HIM 100 MICs OF FENTANYL. THEY SAID IT WAS CRAZY, MAN.

DUDE CHARGED IN AHEAD OF HIS TEAM TAKING FIRE,

HELD OFF 10, MAYBE 15 TALIBAN GUYS AT ONCE

WHILE THEY TOOK THE SAFE HOUSE.

IT WAS SUICIDE.

NOW HE'S A HERO.

DECREASED AIR ENTRY IN THE RIGHT LUNG.

HE NEEDS A CHEST TUBE.

SIR, WE NEED TO GET HIM INTO SURGERY IMMEDIATELY.

LET'S TAKE HIM TO O.R. 2. DR. TRANG, YOU WANT TO ASSIST? OF COURSE.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

I GOT YOU, MAN. OKAY? I'M RIGHT HERE.

YOU HEAR ME?

YOU'RE GONNA BE OKAY.

(Farringdon gasps)

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

HOW ARE WE DOING?

VITAL SIGNS AREN'T STAYING REGULATED.

ALL RIGHT.

TWO MORE UNITS OF BLOOD AND PRESSORS. CLAMP.

SUCTION.

(beeping continues)

HEARD HIS MEN STARTED FILING IN,

STANDING VIGIL OUTSIDE THE WARD.

COLONEL, THE BIOPSY...

HE CAME BACK TO ME ABOUT THE MOLE, AND WE STRUCK A DEAL.

I AGREED TO LET HIM LEAD THE RECCE,

AND HE AGREED TO LET ME BIOPSY AS SOON AS HE GOT BACK,

BUT I SHOULDN'T... I SHOULDN'T...

I LET HIM GO.

(woman) B.P.'s FALLING. HE'S DECOMPENSATING.

WE'RE LOSING HIM. CRASH CART.

(door opens)

(indistinct conversations)

(jet engines roaring)

MAJOR GORDON.

DR. TARZI'S ON THE PHONE. THEY FOUND HER. (man) HEY, DOC. WHAT'S GOING ON?

DON'T BE LONG.

OKAY. DR. TARZI.

RIGHT.

YES.

AND YOU'RE SURE THAT IT'S HER, RIGHT?

OKAY, DISTENDED AND RIGID ABDOMEN.

WHAT ARE HER VITALS?

YES.

PLEASE GET HER OVER HERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

(monitor emitting continuous tone)

CALL IT, DOCTOR.

(tone continues)

(tone continues)

TIME OF DEATH...

0406 HOURS.

(man) OKAY, I'LL TRY AND KEEP UP.

DR. TARZI.

REBECCA. DO I LOOK HALF AS TIRED AS YOU?

MM. YEP. SHE'S STABLE, BUT NOT IN GOOD SHAPE.

(Zarmeeneh) KHAN? WHERE IS HE? WE GAVE HER FLUIDS,

BUT WE'RE JUST AS HAPPY TO BRING HER HERE FOR THE SURGERY. WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS KHAN?

WE HAVE NO SCANNERS. ALL RIGHT, YOU GUYS, GET HER IN. I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.

THOSE ARE MY PATIENTS?

MM-HMM.

NICE PATIENTS.

YOU CAN ALWAYS SEND PATIENTS SUCH AS THESE MY WAY.

OH, I WILL.

THANK YOU, DR. TARZI.

IT'S A PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS WITH YOU.

GO. SAVE YOUR BRIDE.

(helicopter blades whirring)

ALL RIGHT, COME ON, GUYS.

(clattering)

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

ONE...

TWO...

THREE.

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect) (coughing)

(chokes)

(panting)

(Rebecca) DEEP BREATH.

(engines rumble)

(door closes)

ZARMEENEH.

(Rebecca) ZARMEENEH,

SO YOU'VE SUFFERED SHRAPNEL WOUNDS TO YOUR PELVIS,

AND A C.T. SCAN SUGGESTS

THAT YOU MAY HAVE SOME BLEEDING IN YOUR UTERINE WALL.

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

WE WILL NEED TO OPERATE.

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

HE ASKS IF THE SURGERY WILL TAKE LONG.

UH, IT--IT DEPENDS ON THE DAMAGE.

I DO NEED TO TELL YOU THAT

IF THERE IS A TEAR IN YOUR UTERINE WALL,

YOU MAY NOT BE ABLE TO HAVE CHILDREN.

(exhales deeply)

(exhales)

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

I WILL TRY MY BEST TO FIX IT, I WILL.

BUT THERE IS A RISK, AND IF THE INJURY IS TOO SEVERE,

I WILL HAVE TO DO A HYSTERECTOMY.

THE HE CAN'T MARRY ME.

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

NO, I-IT'S NOT FAIR.

WHAT?

HE SAYS HE'LL... MARRY ME

WHETHER I HAVE CHILDREN OR NOT.

I DO. I MARRY HER. NOW.

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

NO, M-MARRIAGE IS-- IS NOT AN OPTION RIGHT NOW.

RIGHT NOW, I NEED TO GET YOU INTO SURGERY.

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

THE NIKAH,

THE MARRIAGE CEREMONY, IS VERY SHORT--

FIVE MINUTES AT MOST.

I CAN GET THE MAULVI IN FIVE MINUTES.

OH.

OH, THIS IS CRAZY. OKAY, GO. YES. GO, GO, GO.

OKAY, YOU CANNOT SIT UP.

I WON'T. I PROMISE.

(sighs) YOU'RE SURE YOU WANT TO DO THIS?

(laughs)

WE'RE GETTING MARRIED.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.

THERE'S NOTHING TO SAY.

WHAT IF HE COULDN'T FACE THE PROSPECT OF HAVING CANCER?

SO WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, THAT WHAT THIS MAN DID

WAS AN ACT OF SUICIDE RATHER THAN AN ACT OF HEROISM?

DON'T GO THERE.

THE WHY IS IRRELEVANT.

IT'S WHAT HE DID, HIS ACTIONS...

AND FOR THAT, HE DESERVES A SILVER STAR.

(helicopter blades whirring)

(inhales)

RIGHT NOW, I GOTTA GO IN THERE AND...

TELL THE FIRST SERGEANT

THAT FARRINGDON WON'T BE GOING HOME.

(whirring continues)

(exhales)

HEY.

THANK YOU, SIR.

(Marks) I REGRET TO INFORM YOU THAT AT 0406 HOURS,

MASTER SERGEANT EDWARD FARRINGDON

SUCCUMBED TO INJURIES

INCURRED DURING HIS COURAGEOUS ACT OF HEROISM

OUTSIDE THE WIRE.

(man) SO THE MARRIAGE IS COMPLETE

WHEN CERTAIN AGREEMENTS HAVE BEEN MET.

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

(Carina Round) * ...BEGINNING *

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

* OH, SO THEY SAY, BABY *

AND NOW I ASK THE BRIDE.

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

* FOR EVERYTHING... *

AND NOW... THE KHUTBA-TUN-NIKAH.

* DON'T CALL ME THAT, I HAD EVERYTHING *

CAN YOU ALSO SAY IT IN ENGLISH

SO MY FRIENDS CAN UNDERSTAND?

* HONEY, THE TRUTH LAY UNDERNEATH IT *

(man speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

* OH, SO THEY SAY, BABY *

* FOR EVERYTHING A REASON *

PRAISE BE ALLAH. BLESSED BE HE.

(continues speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

(Vans) WE SEEK YOUR HELP AND GUIDANCE...

(continues speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

THE LIVING, THE SELF-SUBSISTING,

THE ETERNAL,

AND OUR PROPHET. PEACE BE UPON HIM.

* OH *

TEN-HUT!

FRONT SALUTE!

* OH *

* I SAW YOU LEAVING *

* I SAW YOU LEAVING *

* I SAW THE LIGHT GO OUT *

* I SAW YOU LEAVING *

* I SAW YOU LEAVING *

* I SAW YOU LEAVING *

* I SAW YOU *

* COME BACK TO ME *

(Vans) "MARRIAGE IS MY SUNNAH, MY TRADITION.

WHOEVER IGNORES MY TRADITION IS NOT OF ME."

(man speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

O, MANKIND, BE CAREFUL OF YOUR DUTY TO YOUR LORD,

WHO CREATED YOU FROM A SINGLE SOUL,

AND FROM IT CREATED ITS MATE, AND FROM THEM SPREAD ABROAD

A MULTITUDE OF MEN AND WOMEN.

(continues speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

BE CAREFUL OF YOUR DUTY TOWARD ALLAH,

IN WHOM YOU CLAIM YOUR RIGHT OF ONE ANOTHER

AND TOWARD THE WOMBS THAT BEAR YOU.

LO! ALLAH HATH BEEN A WATCHER OVER YOU.

* AND SO THEY SO, BABY, YOU WILL BE *

(kisses)

* BORN *

(kisses)

* BORN BACK TO *

(kisses)

* ME *

I...

WE...

NOW PRONOUNCE YOU MAN... AND WIFE.

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

(whistling)

***

CONGRATULATIONS.

NOW LET'S GET YOU INTO THE O.R., OKAY?

I WANT TO HAVE CHILDREN WITH HIM.

I MAY BE VERY CRAPPY IN LOVE,

BUT I AM A GOOD SURGEON.

AND I'M GOING TO DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER

TO SEE THAT YOU CAN.

(mouths word)

***

(engines rumbling)

WHERE'S COLONEL MARKS?

HE'S, UM, INDISPOSED FOR THE NEXT 21 MINUTES.

OKAY, I'LL COME BACK.

HANG ON.

SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT THE MASTER SERGEANT.

YOU OKAY?

(man speaking indistinctly)

HE'D STILL BE ALIVE NOW

IF I HADN'T LET HIM GO ON THAT RECCE.

YOU THINK YOU COULD'VE STOPPED HIM?

GROUNDED OR NOT, HE WOULD'VE FOUND A WAY TO BE WITH HIS BOYS.

CAPTAIN, ARE YOU AWARE

OF THE DISPROPORTIONATE NUMBER OF SERGEANTS

THAT ARE KILLED OR INJURED IN THIS WAR? NO.

I'VE SEEN IT WAY TOO MANY TIMES BEFORE.

YOU GET A LEADER,

AND HE CONSIDERS HIS TROOPS HIS FAMILY, HIS CHILDREN.

AND THESE LEADERS, WELL,

THEY WANT THEIR FAMILIES TO COME OUT OF THIS WAR

ALIVE AND WELL.

THEY'RE PREPARED TO GIVE THEIR LIVES

SO THAT THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS.

AND THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO ABOUT IT, IS THERE?

NO, I GUESS NOT. I JUST WISH THAT--

YEAH. ME, TOO, BOBBY.

ME, TOO.

WHY DON'T YOU JUST TAKE SOME TIME FOR YOURSELF?

OKAY? YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE AT THE ROMP.

NO, I'LL BE THERE.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

(door opens)

(gurney clatters)

(door closes)

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

(helicopter blades whirring)

(indistinct conversations)

(laughs)

(Rebecca) UM, VANS, IN A MUSLIM WEDDING,

THE GROOM IS SUPPOSED TO GIVE THE BRIDE A GIFT, RIGHT?

THE MAHR. YES. THEY DIDN'T HAVE THAT.

OKAY.

(beeping continues)

CAN YOU, UM...

GIVE THIS TO HIM.

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

(speaks Middle Eastern dialect)

THEY ALREADY HAVE RINGS.

OH, I DON'T WANT HER TO WEAR IT.

NO. GOD, NO. (laughs) TALK ABOUT BAD KARMA.

UH, SELL IT.

IT'S A-A FRESH START, FOR BOTH OF US.

IT'S WORTH, UH, $9,000, ABOUT A HALF A MILLION AFGHANIS.

IT SHOULD SET THEM UP OKAY, NO?

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

(continues speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

I TOLD HIM THAT THE RING IS CURSED,

THAT IF HE SELLS IT, HE WILL BREAK THE CURSE,

AND YOU CAN FIND YOUR TRUE LOVE.

AH, YOUR TRUE LOVE. COULD BE LURKING AROUND THE CORNER.

(speaking Middle Eastern dialect)

THEY WILL NAME THEIR FIRST DAUGHTER AFTER YOU.

(jet engines roaring)

NO, CARL, I'M SAYING, USING MY PREHISTORIC SCANNER,

THE PATIENT WOULD'VE BEEN SEPTIC IF NOT DEAD.

(man) Private Mainprice was brought in

presenting with a pneumothorax from a blast wound.

YES, SIR, THAT'S CORRECT.

No needle decompression was performed in the field.

It's standard protocol in the treatment of a collapsed lung.

(lowered voice) MAYBE IT SHOULDN'T BE.

What? Sorry. Who is that speaking?

THAT'S TRANG, SIR. HE'S NEW.

Rank?

CAPTAIN.

You were saying, Captain Rang?

UH, IT'S TRANG, SIR.

AND ALL DUE RESPECT HERE,

I WAS JUST SAYING THAT THE SIZE OF THE PNEUMOTHORACES

SHOULD BE A SIGNIFICANT FACTOR IN ASSESSING TREATMENT.

IN THE SHORT TIME THAT I'VE BEEN HERE, SIR,

I'VE OBSERVED THREE PATIENTS

RECEIVE NEEDLE DECOMPRESSION IN THE FIELD

WHICH THEY DID NOT NEED. Is that a fact?

NO... (clears throat) NOT YET, SIR.

BUT THE DATA SUGGESTS THAT WE SHOULD TAKE A GOOD, HARD LOOK

AT OUR PROTOCOL FOR THE USE OF NEEDLE DECOMPRESSION, SIR.

Prove it. Conduct a study.

You're familiar with conducting studies,

aren't you, Dr. Trang?

YES, SIR.

Well, you're up.

SIR. Congratulations, Dr. Marks.

Sounds like you got a live one there. Moving on.

HEY, KEENER.

I CAN'T BELIEVE I OPENED MY BIG MOUTH.

I MUST BE SLEEP DEPRIVED. DO YOU THINK MARKS IS PISSED?

WHY, BECAUSE YOU TOTALLY JUST UPSTAGED HIM? BOBBY.

OH, GOD. HERE WE GO. SIR.

THAT WAS QUITE A SHOW YOU PUT ON THERE, DOCTOR.

I'M SORRY, SIR. I CROSSED A LINE.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? GENERAL SPUFFARD WAS IMPRESSED.

SO AM I.

YES, SIR.

(phone rings)

(ring)

(Christine) Hello.

DID I WAKE YOU?

Yes, but that's okay.

How are you?

YOU SAID WE NEEDED TO TALK.

What?

TALK. YOU SAID WE NEEDED TO TALK.

Oh, that. (sighs) Of course. Yeah.

SO? (clears throat)

There's this 3-day music festival--Coachella.

Donny wanted to go with some friends from school,

and there wasn't time to ask you.

It's a long way away, but he's 17.

Anyway, I thought about it, and finally said yes.

Is that okay?

OH.

SURE. UH...

YEAH, FINE.

You sure?

YEAH, OF COURSE. YOU'RE THE BOSS.

(inhales and exhales deeply)

Everything okay?

YEAH, EVERYTHING'S OKAY.

(laughs)

(laughs)

(sighs and chuckles) What?

(laughs)

(helicopter blades whirring)

IS THIS, UH, SEAT TAKEN?

NO.

(whirring continues)

(grunts)

(whirring continues)

SO SHE'LL BE ABLE TO HAVE CHILDREN.

SHE WILL, IN TIME.

(whirring continues)

IT'S THE HAPPY ENDING THAT'S REALLY RARE.

(whirring continues)

HOW YOU FEELING?

GOOD, ACTUALLY.

OKAY, NOT GOOD, BUT, UM, BETTER...

BETTER THAN I HAVE IN A LONG TIME.

TO HAPPY ENDINGS.

AND NEW BEGINNINGS.

AND UNDRINKABLE COFFEE.

MM.

(jet engines roaring)

(laughs)