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-Previously on Hard Rock Medical.
-I'm Dylan, Nancy Siebolski's son.
There's been a family emergency.
He had some kind of stroke.
-His fiancée's with him, right? -She couldn't handle it.
-Get yourself cleaned up, this offer has an expiry date.
-It'd be fun to work here.
-I'll pass along your number to the vet.
-That "grand vision" bolt of lightning rarely strikes me.
-I got bitten by a snake!
-It's vulnerable to infection. We gotta find it.
-Hand it over Amanda.
-Gonna frisk her every day? -Whatever it takes.
[theme music]
[zipping sound]
[theme music]
[wolf growling]
[Dr. Healy shrieks and then pants.]
[howling outside]
-[Cameron]: No, of course I like your cooking.
Yes...
We both know why I haven't been there in a while.
Even if he's my father,
it doesn't give him the right.
All right, whatever!
I have a lot of school stuff,
but I will be there.
Yes, I'll leave
my pissy attitude at home.
OK, bye.
[French-language music playing]
[The phone rings.]
-Great! When are you ever early, Charlie?
-I checked the cabin, there was no sign of him.
-[Dr. Dallaire]: Maybe he went into town.
-No, his Harley was still there.
I don't know, I just looked everywhere,
but then the weather turned nasty
and I felt like Mary Poppins
trying to keep my umbrella from taking flight,
which I failed miserably at,
and then I slipped in the mud and...
-I'm too old for this stuff.
-Ray, he'll be back.
-I'm trying to run a medical school, not a daycare.
[loud thunder]
-That's scary! -You all right?
-Yeah, everything's fine.
I gotta get to the crash site, I'll talk to you later.
♪♪♪
-So how's Erica dealing with the news?
-She seems at peace with it, strangely enough.
She's more concerned about her boys.
-Yeah, it's tough on 'em. Any idea what she's gonna do?
-Her parents are both passed.
She hasn't seen her ex in over 10 years.
Who knows what happened to him!
She's actually considering giving them up for adoption.
-Really? How's she planning to do that?
-She wants to put an ad in the paper!
-What?! That's crazy.
You know what? I'll take the kids.
-Charlie, you've already got
3 kids with one on the way!
Cheaper by the dozen refers to eggs, not kids!
Hang on. Pull over.
♪♪♪
-There you go, pal.
-Care to join us, Mr. Cahill? -Yep!
-What happened to you?!
-An unfortunate encounter with the elements.
-Want to take a couple of minutes and get cleaned up?
-I'm good. All right, so here we are.
Today we're doing a natural disaster simulation.
A tornado has torn though a campsite.
There are multiple victims, everyone's status is uncertain.
The task is to go in, assess the situation,
perform triage, and treat according to
the victims' responses.
Are we all clear? -[all]: Yep.
[car doors closing]
-[Charlie]: All right... Go!
I'll get the other end.
-Holy crap, Farida!
He's still breathing.
Let's turn him over. -Yeah.
-Slowly.
-Dr. Healy? Dr. Healy?
-Mother Mary? Joseph?
Buddha? Buddha-Buddha-Buddha!
-[both]: It's us!
[exerting himself]
-I remember running through a forest chasing a predator.
And this storm blows in... Hail, lightning, thunder.
All that was missing was the raining frogs.
-Frogs? You mean cats and dogs?
-No, book of Exodus. Better than raining pitchforks!
Nothing at all? Forget it...
-Let's get you up. -Come on.
-OK... No vital signs, loss of limb.
I'll go out on a limb and pronounce this guy dead.
-[laughing]: Roger that!
[loud coughing] I got this one.
-OK.
-Keep calm, sir. -[Nancy]: Let's have a look.
Yep...
Might be a,
splenic injury. [He laughs.]
-Will I live? -Yeah, you'll live.
-Thanks.
-You're welcome.
Hum... Need that hand back. -Sorry!
It's not what you think. I got carried away.
-Is everything all right? -Ah...!
Wife stuff. You know...
-Yeah, yeah. Relationships...
♪♪♪
-That's knob and tube, ma'am, we can't insure that. However,
I know a guy who can upgrade the entire electrical for you
at a very reasonable price.
I'll be with you in a minute.
I can have him come by and give you that quote today.
It's no problem, ma'am.
OK, and I'll prepare the policy for you. Bye for now.
-You know that's a conflict of interest, right?
-Ah, can I help you?
[dramatic music]
-Whoa! What're you doing?
-[laughing]: I think you have a broken femur.
-These are $200 jeans.
-You wore $200 pants to a disaster simulation?
-I was expecting wardrobe.
-I hate to tell you this, but this is not a Hollywood set.
-Not even close! The craft and catering suck.
[She laughs.]
So you're a real actor? -Oh yeah.
This is just a side gig until I get the call.
Should be any day now. -I hear ya.
You gotta work until that big break comes along.
-Is that what you're doing? -Hmm!
-According to my calculations, Watson,
your client was owed a lump sum of $50,000.
But for some odd reason,
there appears to be $10,000 missing.
-Oh yeah, that's because there's fees,
deductible, due diligence...
It's really a complicated process.
-Go ahead, give it your best shot.
-Pardon? -This very complicated process.
Go ahead, explain.
-All right. In a nutshell... -No, not in a nutshell!
I'd like to hear all the little itty-bitty intricate details
of how you screwed Ray Teneli of his compensation here.
Go ahead. Explain.
-I'm sorry, are you with the
insurance company? A lawyer?
Look, Ray Teneli is my brother-in-law.
-What?! -Yeah.
And I'm the godfather to his daughter,
so how's that gonna look?
-Not very promising if you're in her future.
-You know what, sweetheart? I'm busy.
-You know what, Marty?
I'll let you think about what you'd like to do,
and then I'll be back.
[train whistle in the distance]
-Hey...!
Oh, oh...
Let me, uh, give you a hand here.
Have a seat.
OK... What's your name?
-Whose shoes are those?
-OK, possible amnesia might be the first sign of head trauma.
-Your name? -No,
not Anastasia. My name is Dawn.
-Hum. Do you have a scenario card I can look at?
-Huh? -Your particulars?
-Oh... 36-28-34.
[He chortles.]
-OK, maybe we should take this one step at a time.
[She vomits and coughs.]
[crows cawing]
-Rufus?
-Amanda!
Hey, have you seen Amanda?
Shit!
Amanda! Have you seen Amanda?
Have you seen Amanda? Amanda!
-Amanda's getting herself cleaned up, mate.
-What'd you say?
-I said Amanda's getting herself cleaned up
and you might consider the same.
-Oh yeah? You might consider kissing my ass, jerk-off!
[grunting]
-I'm fine, I don't need this.
-We'll do a quick check-up to make sure.
-OK sure.
-Who, when and where?
-Doctor, Tuesday afternoon,
and I'm stuck in the middle with you.
-It's Monday and last answer's a song title.
-How many fingers?
-Trick question! Two fingers and a thumb.
-Feel light-headed or nauseous?
-I haven't eaten in 2 days!
-Ringing in your ears, irritability?
-I haven't eaten in 2 days! -Spell Mississippi backwards.
-What is going on here?
-Concussion protocol. -Protocol, B.S.!
This is an ambush, Dallaire-style!
-We're taking you to the hospital.
-No! I knew that slimy snake would have some kind of angle.
I've been away a week and suddenly...
-A month! -...you're all over the place!
-Whoa, I got ya, I got ya!
You OK? Huh?
-I'm fine! I'm fine!
-Dr. Healy, you're not a very good patient.
-What was that? What were you doing there?
-Nothing. I'm just... -And I'm the bad patient?
Here, pull up a stump. Pull up a stump, student!
-I've always been fascinated with medicine.
Go online and diagnose ailments I had
or my friends had when we got together.
-You must be fun at parties. -Oh yeah!
One of my friends had symptoms the doctor told her it was mono,
but I checked it out... West Nile it was!
-Wow, very perceptive!
-I made sure she confirmed it with her doctor, though.
-You could be both an actor and a doctor.
-Exactly my thought.
I figured the best way to do that is to play a doctor,
like in a series like ER.
Then you've got the best of both worlds.
-True. -Hello!
-Hey! -May I?
Thanks. What do we have here, Eva?
-Hum, multiple traumas,
including the head trauma,
a dislocated shoulder that needs to be reset,
a compound fracture to the right femur
that I've obviously been securing with a traction splint,
and I've sedated the patient with ketamine.
-Good. And...? -An ipsilateral neck fracture
might coincide with a femur hip trauma.
-What?
-Matt here is studying online to be a doctor,
hoping to land a big role in a big TV series.
-Well, Doctor Google, how about you be the patient and let Eva
be the doctor today?
Please, Thank you. Thanks, Eva.
[Eva laughs.]
Mr. Cahill! -Yes.
-What are you looking at? -Possible concussion.
Maybe a slight cerebral haematoma.
There are amnesia-like symptoms.
Dizziness, nausea,
followed by vomiting. Real vomiting.
-She actually vomited? -In Technicolor.
-Oh Jesus!
I keep telling them not to send me these method actors.
God! OK, just carry on.
-All right! OK! I'm gonna let you up, all right?
-Where is she? I want to see her.
-Look, if you're willing to get some help first...
-She's carrying my kid. I have a right to see her.
-All right.
I'll look into it. Where can I find you?
-I'll be here.
-Food allergies, new soaps, could be the hijab.
-The hijab? What do you mean?
-Maybe it's polyester, so that could be an allergy.
-[scoffing]: This is quality silk from Turkey.
-I'm just saying, I had eczema between my fingers
that flared up during stressful times.
Marriage, divorce, and actually death.
♪♪♪
I went through 2 cases of cortisone
when they cancelled MacGyver.
[He laughs.]
Got any food in that car?
I could eat the hind end out of a skunk.
-Yeah, I'll be right back. -OK.
-Hey, how's Maybelene?
-Who? -Maybelene... My Harley.
-Good. -Awesome.
-How's Nancy?
She's doing OK, I guess.
You heard about her husband, right?
-OK, I have a tuna wrap and an apple.
-Thank you very much. -You're welcome. We should go.
Will we be seeing you back any time soon, Dr. Healy?
-Oh yeah, I'm just on sabbatical, you know?
I'm just working up a new program for Ray.
What's with the look?
What are people saying? -Nothing.
-How about we give you a ride back to your cabin?
-No, I'm fine! Tell Dallaire I
walked back under my own steam!
-Dr. Healy...
You're really missed.
-I sweat when I'm sleeping,
flipping and turning,
and keeping my wife up, and she gets pissed.
Bad enough my equipment's not working properly lately.
-Oh, I see. How long you been married?
-22 years. -You still love your wife?
-Yeah!
We've been to hell and back a few times but,
we're just not clicking lately...
-Listen, it's not uncommon.
A lot of men go through this phase.
-It's not?
-Probably your testosterone's just a little low.
My husband went through this... -Hello. Hi!
-Hi. -How we doing here?
-Good, really good.
-Can I see your scenario card?
So? -Oh...!
Yeah, we have a head laceration,
a possible dislocated shoulder,
abdominal pain,
which I haven't ruled out,
the possibility of a splenic injury.
-Hmm. Well done. Thanks.
-Excuse me.
Hmm... Dr. Helvi. -Yeah?
He's also suffering from
loss of sleep, lack of appetite and a low libido.
-I...
-Well, his real symptoms.
-He could quit smoking and take up the treadmill.
-No, that's not it.
I saw my husband go through the same thing as...
-How about we stick with the program here, OK?
-From personal experience, I'm just telling you...
-Wash, rinse, repeat! That's all we're doing today.
-So you'd rather I treat the actor with the fake symptoms
as opposed to the real person?
-Would we be having this chat
if this were a real tornado disaster?
-Would we? -No, we would not.
-Wonderful.
-And how's your neck? -Sore.
-OK.
That is a very interesting tattoo.
I've never seen one like that. Where'd you get that done?
Ah... Dr. Helvi! I need a hand over here!
-You are so cute!
I just want to take you home. Yeah!
-Hey, poochie. Time to take you to doggie heaven.
-What?! No, you can't do that.
-30 days, Gina. No one's claimed him. That's the drill.
-But it says on his form that he's being released today.
-That's what that means.
-But you can't do that.
I mean he's... he's so adorable.
-If adorable was the criteria, they'd all still be here.
[dogs barking]
-What's going on? -She just fainted.
Yeah, I...
-Get her on her side quick, in case she vomits.
Eva, time the convulsions. -Maybe she's epileptic.
-Did she have an ID bracelet? -Not that I recall...
-Maybe lost it in the tornado. -Are you finished?
-Just trying to help. -What did her scenario card say?
-She didn't have one. -What?!
She's not one of our actors, then.
-15 seconds. -That's a pretty strange tattoo.
-It's nothing like the other one.
-It's not a tattoo, it's a Lichtenberg tree figure.
-What does that mean? -She's been struck by lightning.
-She's running a fever. Get the paramedics over here.
[railway crossing bell]
♪♪♪
-Richard?
[typing sounds]
-Guess who came looking for Amanda today?
-Who? -Amanda's boyfriend, Noah.
-Oh yeah?
-He looked a little whacked out
but insisted on seeing Amanda and his kid,
and I said I'd look into it.
-There's nothing really to look into, is there?
-He doesn't have a right to see his unborn child?
-I'm just looking out for the best interests of Amanda,
her baby and Trevor. End of story.
-So what do I go back to him with?
-Point him towards help and hopefully he'll consider it.
-Like what?
-[sighing]: The last thing Amanda needs
is her junkie boyfriend pulling on her heartstrings
and dragging her back down the rabbit hole.
[door banging]
-I'll let him know.
[heart monitor beeping]
-[over the PA system]: Paging Dr. Bender, please.
-Hi, you must be Nancy. -Yes, I am. I'm Nancy.
I'm sorry, you would be?
-Heather. Warren's fiancée.
-[in a whisper]: Warren's fiancée. Ah...
-Oh, sweetheart!
♪ Take a picture with your camera ♪
♪ Put it in a wooden frame ♪
♪ Then you place it on the table ♪
♪ I will go and do the same ♪
♪ We'll remember all these moments ♪
♪ Just like they were yesterday ♪
♪ Oh but will it be too painful ♪
♪ When it's lost and gone away ♪
♪ It's 6 a.m. I have to go and start the day ♪
♪ You know you always make it so I'm not to stay ♪
♪ Maybe in another life ♪
♪ The stars would align ♪
♪ Just straight ♪
♪ Take a paper from my notebook ♪
♪ Write down all the words to say ♪
♪ Then I'll put them in a parcel ♪
♪ Out of sight and locked away ♪
♪ One day when I'm feeling like it ♪
♪ I'll send all these thoughts away ♪
♪ So you'll know them just like I do ♪
♪ And our hearts will be the same ♪
♪ It's 6 a.m. I have to go and start the day ♪
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