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- Hey. Thanks. - What are you thanking them for?

For...

A waiting room full of nightshift spillage?

Why so grumpy?

Have you looked in the mirror? You'll scare off our patients.

That's one problem solved.

I'm off.

Hello.

Did I make it in time for the briefing?

Basia!

- The ER's sinus rhythm is back. - How nice.

- You were meant to rest at home. - At home is where you die. Unlike here.

Hey.

- How are you? Okay? - As you can see.

And your husband? I hear they released him.

Runs like clockwork.

Unlike this place.

- What's that? - A tough patient.

Tough patients, tough brothers. Your absence didn't help, either.

I have a battery victim. Anyone?

Benek!

Hajduk seems like a match.

Acute appendicitis.

Blood type on file.

Come with me, Wojtuś.

We'll see what you know about appendectomies.

I know a bit.

ER

Who messed you up, boss?

A patient went against doctor's orders, but we managed.

Wow.

Did he get his, too?

He lived.

- Take a seat, Benek. - Oh man...

Basia, please take it easy today.

We just fixed your spleen.

Man, this place is like my hood after the paychecks come in.

- I'm taking her to surgery. - Sure.

What surgery?

I just need some stitches.

- I can go myself. - Relax. Sit down, Benek.

We'll look you over. Who knows, we might need to cut something out.

Okay, but...

Thank you, professor.

Can I think about it?

Ola?

Good bye.

They're bringing in a convict.

Don't they have their own hospitals?

Too far. He swallowed glass. Deteriorating fast.

Perfect patient for our Piotrek.

We'll manage, too.

Did you visit him in prison?

What kind of a question is that?

He still loves you.

- What got into you? - Nothing. I just call it as I see it.

- Don't you have your own problems? - And what got into you?

A residency with my father?

I caught that last part.

He's setting terms. But you know what? I'll manage.

Are you sure?

Maybe I could help?

Patient is 35, swallowed a foreign object.

Imaging shows crushed glass and mercury in his throat and stomach.

- What specifically did he swallow? - A thermometer.

- We don't use mercury ones anymore. - Tell that to prisons.

Not exactly flush with cash.

Ok, let's go.

But how did he swallow it?

You'd be surprised what they'll do just to get out of there.

And here I am! Smart, eh?

I have my ways.

- Did you swallow rose, too? - You'll save me, as usual.

I've eaten worse things.

You have mercury seeping into your stomach.

Boss, glass and mercury in the stomach.

Treatment room.

He needs chelation therapy and a laparotomy.

Luckily, the digestive system won't absorb mercury.

The fumes though...

Dimercaprol, Penicillamine, and off to surgery he goes?

Hajduk!

Piotrek will take this one. Transfer on three.

One, two, three.

Up yours, doc!

And you, lemme look at them knockers.

Okay, enough of that.

Ola, draw his blood.

I see you'll find some common ground.

Hajduk!

Got fresh clothes, face still messed up though, huh?

How about you wait outside?

Excuse me.

You can't go in there. Please sit down and wait your turn.

I'm just here to see my fiancé.

Then use the main entrance.

Sorry, love?

- Mrs. Wiśniewska? - Zuza!

The gentlemen reports acute pain, but...

Pardon me...

Abdomen is soft, no muscular defense.

Might be a myocardial infraction.

- Are you the wife? - Yes.

Follow me.

What's wrong?

- What's wrong? - I don't have my badge.

Take mine.

Thanks.

Let's go.

Stop faking.

He's not.

Growing amount of liquid in his peritoneum.

Boss?

The glass perforated his stomach.

Pressure 150 over 100, pulse at 130.

This is no longer just a poisoning.

I'll call surgery, they need to operate.

The room is busy, Wojtek just took a patient to her appendectomy.

They're still cleaning the other one after gas gangrene.

Damn, I forgot. We'll do it here.

Someone find Rafcio.

I'm here.

Haven't even had breakfast, so don't ride my ass.

- Hi. - Well, enjoy this mouthful of fear.

Sedate him and let's open him up.

Yes, sir.

Strange.

I'll send these results to hemodynamics, and do a blood panel,

but it doesn't seem like a heart attack.

Thank God!

You really scared me!

I can leave you for a moment, right?

I 'm going to the bathroom.

Krysia!

Zuza, I'm free.

I mean, I'll help.

Patient complains of sharp stomach pain.

No fever though, no abdominal defense,

nothing on the ultrasound,

EKG and vitals perfect.

What am I missing?

What hurts, specifically?

- Where? - Generally...

I'd say...

around...

my sternum.

Could you just be imagining it?

Imagining what?

It hurt!

And now it doesn't?

Maybe a bit less, but...

You complained just a moment ago.

You're just faking it.

But why?

Fine!

She's dead-set on going to that spa of hers!

And you know what happens there.

- Sodom and Gomorrah. - Why don't you go with her?

I didn't get a referral.

So you're wasting our time, making your wife worry...

I'm worried too!

I can't work that washing machine.

Please stop talking. Seriously.

Wojtek, could you...?

How could I know she'd take me straight to the ER?

Scars galore, but he'll be as good as new.

The glass is out, perforation's patched up.

When he wakes up, you can take him to your infirmary

and continue the chelation therapy.

Close him up.

Are you crazy?

Handcuffs? You think he'll run away like this?

Get out.

How about a cigarette break? Haven't had one all day, I think.

I quit smoking. To be a role model.

- I could use some coffee though. - Decaf?

Are you mad?

Please, don't tell her.

I'll never hear the end of it.

- Your husband's made a full recovery. - Really?

Thank God!

What's wrong, honey?

Are you okay?

Yes, I just...

have this heartburn.

I've had it all morning.

Why didn't you say so?

Let's go home.

- I'll brew you some herbs. - Maybe I could examine you?

Follow me.

Do you need help?

Doctor?

No, thank you.

Who is this?

Gabi, call a medical transport.

Don't move! Get on the floor!

Don't! Hands up!

Easy...

Put your gun down, slowly.

Slowly.

On the floor.

Lie down.

Face the floor.

Just calm down.

I am calm.

Hey, babe.

I'm here.

We're leaving soon.

Come here.

- We're taking him to the ambulance. - He's undergone serious surgery. He...

Go.

Keys.

Get them!

Gimme.

Easy.

Push the stretcher. Go!

Come on.

Go, go, go.

Go!

Go!

Come on!

Yes. She's heading for the driveway.

She's kidnapped two doctors.

- Bandage him! - Are you okay?

- Go after them. - Taking over.

Gauze.

- What do you need? - Gauze and scissors.

I'm sorry.

Róża...

I'm here, baby. To the ambulance.

Go.

Move!

- If his stitches rip... - Shut up!

Get him in. Come on.

Don't come closer! Don't come closer!

Get in. Behind the wheel.

Start the engine. Go.

Come on, let's go!

- What's happened? - There was a shootout. One injured.

- What? - Boss, we have a massive coronary.

What?

Impossible!

Zuza - check troponin and D-dimer levels, give her ASA.

I feel faint.

It's just heartburn, she's not even in pain.

Women's coronaries sometimes manifest as heartburn,

with no other symptoms.

SCA!

- Zuza, call Rafcio. - Ok.

How is he?

Marcin!

How are you feeling?

It's just a flesh wound.

She was using a small caliber sports gun.

Basia can you get the painkillers?

Damn.

The boss will rip us a new one.

You at least got wounded, but me?

She took our guns.

Like in the movies.

Springing her lover from prison.

He swallowed that stuff on purpose. They planned it.

Call the radiologist, please.

Screw that kind of love.

Yeah.

Come on, faster!

Róża, it's pointless.

- The police are behind us. - He needs a hospital.

Bodzio, honey!

It'll be over soon.

Hang tight, Kaśka.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

We should check on her.

- Róża! - Police!

Relax, everyone's alive!

We need two ambulances!

How is she?

How is she?

If you want her to live, be quiet and let me work.

Hello, can you hear me?

Blunt head trauma, no pain response.

Glasgow 3.

- Anisocoria. - Unreactive pupils.

- How long till the ambulance?! - Ten minutes!

Too long! I'll decompress her here.

Intraosseous?

In her skull? Are you sure?

We don't have a choice.

Róża!

- Adrenaline is in. - Krysieńka.

Krysia.

Listen...

Krysia...

You can't leave me...

I beg you, don't let her leave.

I beg you.

We met in school...

60 years...

together...

Basia, the guard is dipping!

Boss!

No. Let us work.

Boss!

Vitals dipping.

Tachycardia, hypotension, saturation - all of it.

So he's bleeding, yes?

- Yes, but where? - One second!

Is it... Is it because of me?

Because of that shooting?

I took an x-ray, there's no bullet, the bandage is dry.

Move it up to his pelvis.

- But he was shot in the leg! - Move back.

The bullet... But why is it up here?

The bullet is light.

it hit the femur,

bounced off,

entered the pelvis, nicking the artery.

Get a central line in.

And call Falkowicz.

Tell him we have a patient incoming, Rafcio will join him.

Crystalloids?

Blood and oxygen?

Yes, he's about to go into shock.

We need to improve perfusion.

- Can you manage? - I can.

Please. Please...

Rafcio, we need you in Red.

Zuza?

No pain response. Skin pale and cold.

Clouding corneas.

And asystole.

Stop compressions.

No, no, no. Please!

Not yet.

We can't end it on a lie.

Please!

Krysia...

Krysia...

Krysia...

Krysieńka.

Krysieńka.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Your wife is gone.

Who was her attending?

Me.

Can I stay with her?

I wanted to say good bye.

Death pronounced at 11:23.

Come on.

Kasia and Piotr are fine. They're coming here with patients.

What patients?

Piotr!

We're okay, Basia.

You killed her, you son of a bitch.

Get those hands away.

Treatment room, then ICU.

How are you? Are you okay?

The prodigal patient returns.

- How are you? - Good.

Kaśka got yanked by the seatbelt.

Let me take a look.

Not that bad, huh?

- Can you look after her? - Sure.

What's this?

- The kidnapper. - How is she?

Bad. No seatbelt.

That was an unnecessary risk, against all procedure.

Okay, and specifically?

I decompressed an epidural hematoma.

With an intraosseous kit.

Take her away.

I hit the guardrail on purpose.

Now what?

That one's mine. A fireman fell off of a ladder.

- Do you know what to do? - I do.

- Then get to it. - On it.

He's not here.

What?

Have you seen the man from this box?

The older gentleman? I think he went to the hospital.

- He was asking about elevators. - Where did he want to go?

Do I look psychic?

Maybe he needed some air.

Where does it hurt the most?

In my neck and down here.

Can you take off your shirt?

I'll help you.

Careful.

Sorry.

- Can you see him? - No.

Hey...

Wiesław...

Can we talk?

We should go back.

I've nothing to go back to.

Don't you have any family?

Krysia is gone.

I thought that...

if I hurried,

I might catch up to her.

I'm sure she wouldn't want that.

She's gone, don't you understand?!

She's here.

Maybe she's looking down on us?

What do you think she would have said now?

She'd probably...

call me an old fool.

Yes, that's right!

She'd say "you're an old fool."

That's the man she loved.

For 60 years.

It's not your fault she died.

That girl will be paralyzed.

You were trying to help her.

I didn't have to break, the police were almost there.

She had a gun.

People do dumb things for love.

Even this dumb?

Yes.

Both bruised as hell.

The police want to talk to you.

You definitely deserve each other.

I don't know who got off worse.

Do you need help?

Pull back your hair?

Sorry.

- Okay, I understand. Thank you. - Excuse me...

How's our fireman?

The radiologist ordered more tests, but the MRI is busy,

so if you could take a look...

Please have a seat...

It should be in the system now.

There it is.

I don't see any broken ribs.

What's this shadow then?

Huh... Do we have an ultrasound?

No. I'll get the machine.

Great.

Hello, I'm Andrzej Drawski.

- Hello. - Please lift your shirt.

This will be a bit cold.

Is it bad?

There's something here. Seems like a lump.

Solid, unfortunately.

And vascularized.

Cancer.

We don't know that.

We'll need a biopsy, an MRI scan...

I'll notify oncology, I'm sure they'll admit you.

Lung cancer.

It got half of my retired friends.

Professional hazard.

But we have better medication now.

If that's what it is, we're going to fight it.

Okay...

I wanted to help people.

My dad wanted to leave me his company 20 years ago,

I told him to give it

to my brother instead.

That's beautiful.

Yeah, except now he's rich, and I have cancer.

There's no point looking after others.

Even those you love?

Love is a weakness.

My brother thinks I'm a loser.

I should have put myself first.

Put yourself first, huh?

You're a doctor, you probably don't have those dilemmas.

I actually do.

I just got offered my dream job,

but I'm not sure the price is worth it.

If it's lower than the one I paid, I'd take it.

Yes, me again.

My patient needs a lung scan.

Alright, half an hour.

Where have you been?

Wiesław needed some air.

- Can you take over? - Yes.

Boss...

can you give him a psych referral?

Make one, I'll sign it.

Zuza? I need a consult.

ER.

It's always tough.

This one belonged to my wife.

Surgery called, they finished operating on the guard.

It's looking good.

What about the girl?

Still in surgery.

This is doctor Piotr Hajduk.

- Hello. - Where's Kasia?

She'll need a moment.