All language subtitles for Chicago.Med.S05E04 E

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[bright tones]

- [grunting]

- The infection indicates
flesh-eating bacteria.

- It's not a strain
that we're familiar with.

[explosion, glass shattering]

[dramatic tones]

- Do you think this fire
had something to do

with the bacterial outbreak?

- My gut tells me that
this fire was deliberately set.

- Patient zero,
Stuart Anderson,

he's been sending
threatening messages

saying that there's gonna be

some sort of
apocalyptic event in Chicago.

- It's too late.

You can't stop it.

[dramatic tones]

- There are now
five confirmed cases

within the city
in the last 48 hours.

- I saw what
this infection does up close.

- If anything,
people aren't scared enough.

[dramatic tones]

- Hailey, is that her blood
on you?

- She collapsed on me.

[dramatic tones]

- Stay right there.
Don't touch anything.

[suspenseful musical flourish]

- There she is.
- Ms. Goodwin.

[people questioning
simultaneously]

- Ms. Goodwin.

- In the last 48 hours,

we've treated multiple cases
of necrotizing fasciitis.

- That's flesh-eating bacteria.
- No.

It doesn't eat anything
and it can be caused

by many different bacteria.

- But it is fatal?

- No, only if it's not treated
in a timely manner.

Listen, there is no need
for alarms.

- How do we know that?

- Well, it only enters the body
through a wound.

[people questioning
simultaneously]

Listen, we will update you
when we have more information.

Thank you.

[people questioning
simultaneously]

- No cuts back here.
Looking good, Hailey.

- How 'bout your legs?

- I just shaved them
this morning.

- I'm gonna check 'em
for nicks, all right?

- That girl I brought in,
Veronica...

she gonna be okay?

- Tissue is pale
and non-perfused.

- Smells terrible.

- BP's tanking.
70 over 33.

- I need more time, Marty.

- I'm maxed out on pressure.
She's in septic shock.

If we don't get her off the
table, we're gonna lose her.

- Yeah, well, she'll die in ICU

if we don't get
this dead tissue off,

so give me five minutes.

- What happened here?

- I don't know, probably
a bit of hangnail or something.

Is that a problem?

♪

[machinery beeping rapidly]

- She's in V-fib.
- No pulse.

- Start CPR and push epi.

Maggie, get the paddles.

- Paddles.
[paddles humming]

- Charge?
- Charge.

- Clear.

[thuds]

- Still no pulse.

- Okay, one more of epi.
Charge again.

- Charge.
- Clear.

- Clear.

[sustained high-pitched tone]

She's asystolic.

- She's gone.

- Okay, stop compressions.

Time of death, 10:38.

[sirens wailing]

[overlapping chatter]

- I'm Dr. Ethan Choi.

- Where are we headed?
- Follow me.

- Ms. Goodwin,
Dr. Danover, CDC.

- Ms. Goodwin.
- Ah, yes.

Welcome to Chicago Med.

- We have expedited
a response team so we--

- Hi, Andrea.

- Will Halstead.

- You two know each other?

- Dr. Danover and I were bio
majors together in undergrad.

- It's good to see you, Will.
- You too.

Wish it were
better circumstances.

- You tell us what you need
and we'll assist you

in any way we can.

- Our goals are containment
and treatment.

First, we need to isolate
where and how

victims are getting infected,

then we need to determine
a path to treatment

that will prevent death
and eliminate

the threat of infection.

- All right, you have free rein
over our facilities.

Dr. Halstead,
do you mind acting as liaison

to assure all
of her needs are met?

- Sure, we've collected some
soft tissue samples already.

- Great.

I understand you've already
ID'd a sixth victim?

- Yes, Veronica Song.

- She worked in the lab.

I'll need to speak with her
as soon as possible--

- I'm sorry.
We just lost her.

[dramatic music]

- [sighs]

- Ambo 61, man down,
unknown causes.

45 South Fairfield,
Apartment 12.

- Did your call just say
45 South Fairfield?

- Apartment 12.

- We just got one
for Apartment 10.

- Could be a duplicate.

- We got one for apartment 15.

[music intensifies]

♪

[sirens wailing]

♪

[indistinct radio chatter]

- [muffled wailing]

- Fire department.

- [muffled wailing]

- [wheezing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

♪

- Drop 2 milligrams of Racet.
- On it.

What the hell is going on here?

- [wailing]

.

[tense music]

♪

[sirens blaring]

[indistinct shouting]

♪

- Ah, Dr. Halstead.

I just spoke to Sharon.

She says the only way
to get this thing

is from an open wound?

But we just got five cases
on a single floor,

so how is that possible?

- Clearly there are other modes
of transmission.

- Yeah, maybe--maybe an insect
vector--tick, mosquito.

- Or it could be
physical contact.

People shaking hands,

touching their eyes,
touching their mouths.

- Oh, my God, you don't know.
- Heads-up, Chief.

Coming through.

♪

- I've never seen a staph
this aggressive before.

- Look, my people are out there
dealing with this thing.

I want to know
that they are safe.

So I need more than guesswork.

♪

- We have to treat that
building like it's Ground Zero.

♪

[crowd clamoring]

- Excuse me.
Let me get to my vehicle.

Thank you.
I have nothing for you.

I have nothing for you.

- Ms. Goodwin,
we've gotten the go-ahead

to evacuate
the apartment building.

I want every resident
transferred to quarantine.

- Okay, I'll coordinate
with Fire, CPD,

and we'll quarantine
the patients here.

- And I'm gonna
an extra set of hands.

- Dr. Choi?
- Of course.

- Once the building's clear,
we'll see

if we can locate
the source of the infection.

- Okay.

- Sharon?
- Yeah.

- Brett says that there might
be upwards of 30 patients.

There's not enough room in
the ED to quarantine that many.

- You're right.

April, let's set up the tents
in the old wing.

- Got it.

- Maggie, we're dealing
with an infectious disease.

Three more people are dead.

- Sharon, if you're concerned

about me being
immunocompromised, don't be.

- Maggie, you're going home.
- But I can--

- Don't fight me on this.

[suspenseful music]

- No, no, no, I've got
a meeting I've gotta get to.

- I'm sorry, sir, afraid
you'll have to reschedule.

- How long is this
going to take?

- We'll get you back home
as soon as possible.

- Uh, hey.
Need any help?

- Excuse me?
- Dennis Quan.

I'm training to be a fireman.

I passed the EMTV test
last week.

I'm scheduled to start
at the academy next month.

- You live here?
- Yeah.

I know the terrain.

- I appreciate the spirit,
Dennis,

but we need you
to remain a civilian for now.

Gotta get you in quarantine.
- Whatever you say.

- Manager says
there's a holdout.

- Sharlene Hughes.
You should check on her.

- Let's go.

[knocking]

Ms. Hughes?

Sharlene?

- You sure she's in there?

- Yeah, she never goes out.

- Open the door, please.

- You have no right
to come in here.

- Ms. Hughes, you're at risk
for having come in contact

with a dangerous bacteria
and you need to be examined

by medical professionals.

- No, you keep away from me.

- I'm sorry, ma'am,

but the officer
will remove you forcefully

if you do not comply.

♪

- Hailey.

- Hey.

You finish interviewing
the lab personnel yet?

- Yeah, no red flags.
We're checking on alibis.

- What about people
that had access to the lab?

Vendors, security guards,
cleaning staff.

- The lab keeps
an electronic visitor log-in,

so we're just going through it.

- Right this way, people,
please find a tent.

- Aw, man.

- All right,
I'm gonna get back to the case,

but the second I hear anything,
I'll report back.

- Thanks, I appreciate it.

- They did this on purpose.

They're lying.
- Ma'am.

Please, people here
are just trying to help us.

- No they're not, it's the same
they did with Lyme disease.

- And what did they do,
Sharlene?

- Who are you?
How do you know my name?

- I'm Dr. Charles.

And I know your name because
the manager of your building

gave it to me.

- The CIA, they're behind this.

- How--how so?
How's that work?

- It's a biological weapon.

Just like Lyme disease
and AIDS.

They sprayed it all over
the building.

- And why--why are
they doing that?

- You know.
We're the guinea pigs.

You're gonna watch

and see how long
it takes us to get sick.

- Oh, I see.

You know,
that's a terrifying thought,

I can see why
you're so upset.

- I need to get out of here.

- Look, Sharlene, I know that
we don't know each other.

But I can see that you're angry
and you're scared,

and I'd like to help you.

- You just wanna drug me.
I won't let you.

- Can I help you, son?

- Uh, yeah, um.

I think I might have
some information

that might be helpful.

- So this guy goes
to an interview

for a babysitting job,

and today he recognizes
the woman he talked to

from the news.

She's the Jane Doe with
the baby who died from the bug.

They just moved here from Utah.

- Okay.

- While she's interviewing him,

she gets in a beef
with an exterminator.

She doesn't want him spraying
near the apartment

because it's toxic
and she has a baby.

Guess where she lived.

- 45 South Fairfield?

- Ground zero.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm Hailey.

- Amanda.

- How'd you wind up here,
Amanda?

- I live in the building
where people got that disease

they're talking about.

- Where are your folks?

- It's just me and Grandma.

She was out.
They're looking for her.

She's at the River Casinos.

- How old are you?

- I'll be 15 in January.

- Ninth grade.

It's a tough year.

- Not for you, I bet.

- For anyone.

- All right,
so all of our victims

have come
from one or two places:

the CCU lab
or this apartment building.

- And there's some
mystery bug sprayer.

- So when was this?
- This was yesterday morning.

- Well, it definitely wasn't
Stuart Anderson.

I mean, he was dying
in his hospital bed.

- On top of that, the OCD techs
ran the source code

behind the threatening messages
on the college server.

Anderson's IP address
was spoofed.

Somebody made it look like
the threats came from Anderson.

- All right,
so that's gotta be our offender

just covering his tracks.

- Hey, look, this guy had
access to the CCU lab.

He steals the bacteria
then burns the lab down

to destroy any evidence.

So let's track where he bought
his bug spraying equipment.

And I want a full rundown
on South Fairfield.

We're gonna nail
this son of a bitch

before he infects more people.

- So when we did
your initial intake, Amanda,

we didn't find any cuts
or bruises.

How are you feeling now?

- Okay.

- Any pain or numbness?
Does anything hurt?

- No.

- All right, well,
I'm glad to hear that

because everything looks good.

I'll be back to check on you
again later, okay?

[tent zips]

- How about you, Hailey?
How are you doing?

- I'm okay.
How are you?

I should have
asked you earlier.

I heard you got knocked
on the head pretty bad.

- Doing fine, thanks.

You guys hang in there, okay?
- Thanks.

That was good news.

- Yeah, I guess.

So, when did you know you
wanted to be a police officer?

- Um...

There's a sergeant.
Her name's Trudy Platt.

When I was 12, this guy robbed
my dad's restaurant.

He pistol whipped my dad,
stuck a gun in my face.

And they took me down
to the police department

and I got to watch the most
badass woman in the world

doing her thing.

She commanded the room.

Talked to officers
and perps both

like she was the boss
of everything and everyone.

And I wanted to be like her.

- And now you are.

- Not even close.

But I keep trying.

- Make sure to swab
all handrails and doorknobs.

- Again,
we are checking anywhere

people might put their hands.

- If this bug is
more communicable

than other strains of staph...
[phone chimes]

It could explain why so many
people are getting infected.

- Oh, I just got word
from my brother.

They think someone may be
spreading this

with a bug sprayer.

- Bug sprayer?

Just found something
in the furnace.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- Think you can take anything
off of that?

- Let's hope.

- Then this is no outbreak.

It's an act of terrorism.

.

- Bacteria in the nozzle,

the same staph
we found in the victims.

- Okay.

So now we start
combining antibiotics

to extend
the spectrum of activity

and stave off resistance.

- Uh, if I remember
my microbiology,

some drugs attack the cell
walls, some the DNA inside.

Therefore we have
to hit the infection

from multiple directions.

- Now there's the Will
I remember from undergrad.

Oh, my God.

♪

- Whoa, it did not look like
that a few hours ago.

♪

- I have never seen
anything like this.

- I-it's reproducing
so quickly.

- It's unbelievable.

We need the people
from the university lab.

Maybe they'll have some idea
how to deal with this.

♪

- Look, we still haven't
even ID'd the suspect,

let alone found the connection
to 45 South Fairfield.

So I need to interview
the tenants of that building

and see if they know anything.

- Well, they're in quarantine,
and we can't release them

until we're sure that
they haven't been infected

and that
they're not contagious.

- So I'll interview them
in quarantine.

- A number of these people are,
emotionally, extremely fragile.

I mean, I got one woman
who might even be psychotic.

She's definitely suffering
from paranoid delusions.

- All right, well,
you're a doctor.

Give 'em some drugs,
sedate 'em.

- I can't do that
without their permission.

- There is someone out there
who targeted that building

with weaponized bacteria.

The key to why may
well be within that group.

Now you tell me some of these
people are emotionally fragile.

So, Dan, then come with me.

Keep 'em calm,
but I have to talk to 'em.

- Upton.

- Hey, Sarge.

- Hailey.

How you feel?
Yeah?

- Feel like I should
be doing something.

- I can arrange that.

- Do you have any connection
to the CCU lab

or know anyone in the building
who might?

- No, I don't.

- Yesterday,
did you see an exterminator?

A man spraying for bugs.

- Oh, for God's sakes.

When are they gonna let us out
of this place?

- If you're asymptomatic
and your throat culture

comes back negative,
you can leave.

In the meantime,
I would really appreciate it

if you try and answer
the detective's questions.

- [sighs]

- So, exterminator.

- Yeah, he was wearing
this meth suit.

- Did you see where
he was spraying?

- Down the hall.

We have an ant problem
so I thought that was why.

- Can you describe him?

Race, height.

- Definitely white.
I could see his face

around his mask.

He was on the tall side,
about six feet.

- Anything else
you can tell us about him?

- No.

- Thanks for your time.

So, look, I'd like to take
another crack at Sharlene,

but I wanna do it alone, okay?
- Yeah.

- Give me five minutes.
- Okay.

- Dr. Danover.

Bruno Geller,
Central Chicago University.

David Seldon, Heather Holcomb,
microbiologists.

- Hi.
- Dr. Halstead, Chicago Med.

Thank you for coming.
We hope you can help.

Do you recognize this staph?

- Oh, my God.
David?

- That's E-87.
But that's changed.

How in God's name
did this get out?

- Well, you tell us--what was
your level of security?

- The highest, level four.

There's no way
that could've gotten out.

- Yeah, well, it did.

But why were you even culturing
something so dangerous?

- For research.
- Research for?

- We're working
to develop antibiotics

to help this kind
of resistant bacteria.

- Did you have any luck
finding anything?

- Actually, we might have been
quite close, but...

- All our data was destroyed
in the fire.

- Yeah.
- [sighs]

- Incredible.

♪

- Well, Dr. Seldon,
Dr. Holcomb,

you have experience working
with this bacterium.

Would you assist us?

- Well, now, hold on,
but that research--

well, whatever remains
is proprietary.

The university can't just hand
over intellectual property--

- People are dying and you're
worried about your bottom line?

- No, that's not what I was--
- We will help.

Of course we will help.

At the very least,
I can help you to rule out

the antibiotic combinations
I know to be ineffective.

- Great.
Let's get to work.

♪

[machine beeping]

- Marty, I need that epi.

- 1 milligram, it's in.

- Paddles, 200.

Clear!

♪

- She's still in V-fib.
- Damn, again.

Charge.

Come on, Lynn.
Don't leave us now.

- Epi's in.

- Clear.

- Asystole.
Another round?

- No, we lost her.

Stop compressions.

[steady beep]

♪

Lynn Messick--
time of death 14:42.

- Has her family arrived yet?

- Not yet.

- Okay, I'm gonna put on
some fresh scrubs

and get something to eat.

Find me when they're here.

All right.

- It turns out that
you were absolutely right.

Your building was deliberately
infected with bacteria

that was very likely
genetically altered.

- By the CIA.

They have
secret labs everywhere,

but you know all about that.

- You know,
I wish I could convince you

that I don't actually know
all about that but--

- You're not gonna drug me.

- Hey, that's--that's fine,
that's your choice, but...

Sharlene, tell me,
how'd you figure it out?

I mean, this person
who was spraying your building,

how did you know
that he was CIA?

- You're just playing games
with me.

You're trying to trick me?

- Honestly, Sharlene,
I'm just trying to figure out

what happened here.

I promise you.

- I'm not blind.
I see everything.

From my window, everything.
The drones with their cameras,

the helicopters--

- Yeah, but the guy that was
actually doing the spraying,

how did you know he was CIA?

- He wasn't
a real exterminator.

He didn't even have a van,
just a little blue truck.

It was so obvious.

- I see, and what kind of truck
does the CIA prefer these days,

like, what make?

- They change it all the time
so it isn't suspicious.

- Well, can you remember
what kind this one was?

- A blue one.
The one with the silver circle.

The silver circle.

- Somebody help me.

I need a doctor.
Help me!

- April!
- Somebody help.

- Let me get a wheelchair!

- I thought it was a bruise
and it's just gotten worse

and it's getting black.

- Okay, we're gonna take you
to surgery.

- Somebody help.
Look, look, help!

Look at it!

- Sit down, cover it up.

Let's go.

- That's Mr. Quan.

He lives next door to me
and Grandma and he's got it.

- Okay, we don't know what his
exposure to the bacteria was,

how strong
his immune system is.

- Gotta be stronger than mine.

I mean,
he's always working out.

- Amanda, stop.
Hey, hey, hey, calm down.

Look at me.

Breathe.

You gotta think good thoughts.

.

- All right, Dr. Charles
pulled some information

off one of the tenants.

I don't know how reliable
it is, but according to her,

the vehicle in question
is a blue pickup

with a silver circle logo.

- Okay, so that's gotta be
either a Toyota or a Nissan,

nothing domestic.

- Well, I got Burgess dumping
all the pods

outside the building,
running it through

the Secretary of State
and Chris System.

- All right, I'll get
with Ruzek and Atwater.

We'll go through
truck rental companies.

- Beautiful.
- Okay.

- I understand your concerns,
I do,

but let's take this
one step at a time, okay?

You're in good hands here,
all right?

Okay, Mr. Quan,
I'll be back, all right?

Hang tight.

♪

- How's Mr. Quan?

- Meds are helping him
stay calm,

but he's scared--
rightfully so.

- Did he tell you
he wants to be a firefighter?

- Yeah.

- So if he loses his arm...

- Not gonna think about that
right now.

We should get scrubbed.
- I'll be right there.

♪

- Okay.

Trimming the layer of fat
and soft tissue

from the infected area.

You nasty bug.

Where did you come from?

Come on, Quan,
show me the good stuff.

- Is it still spreading?

- Always.

♪

You're in deep,
you son of a bitch.

♪

Let's go,
show me some blood flow.

Come on.

Damn it.

- None of the muscle's alive.

You're down to the bone.

- Mm-hmm.

- You can't save his arm,
can you?

- No.

- I made him believe
it was gonna be okay.

- Hey, there's nothing wrong
with pushing hope.

I would have done
the same thing.

Give me the saw.

[saw humming]

- When you spoke to us
earlier today,

you said we had nothing
to worry about.

- We didn't have all the
information that we have now.

The key is to be mindful
of hygiene and sanitation.

- "Wash our hands,"
that's the best you can do?

[people speaking
simultaneously]

- That was our own Jim Meyers
with Sharon Goodwin

from Gaffney Chicago
Medical Center.

Truly horrifying--

- [scoffs]
Flesh-eating terror.

That won't cause a panic.

- I spoke to them
for over ten minutes,

gave them facts, precautions,
but all they show

are ten seconds
edited to sell fear.

- Well, what do you expect?

- Nine people have died,
Daniel.

I expected
that maybe this time,

they'd take
the high road.

[cell phone beeps]

[cell phone chimes]

[phone ringing]

- Goodwin.

- You saw them take him away.

We gotta get outta here or
we're gonna get sick, too.

- Listen to her, she's right.
- Yeah.

- Sharlene, I need you
to stop yelling, okay, please.

- You're the problem.

Let me outta here.
Let me out.

Let me out!

Let me out.

[people yelling]

Let me out.
- Everyone, please be calm.

The lab is analyzing your
cultures as fast as they can,

and as soon
as the results are in,

we'll start
letting people go.

- Let me out!
- I'm scared.

- Amanda, I'm not gonna let
anything happen to you.

You stay focused on me, okay?

- You can't keep us here!

It's not right!

- Sharlene, I need you to stop.
- Let me out!

- If you don't stop,
I'm gonna have to medicate you,

all right?

- Let me out.
Let me out.

- Five of Haldol IM number 7,
right now.

- No!

Let's get outta here.
Come on!

- Run, everybody, run.

- You're making a big mistake.

You're endangering yourselves
and the public.

- Maybe we should go, too.

- No, we stay put.

We're safe here,
I promise you.

[crowd shouting]

.

- No more questions, no more.

You guys have been
misquoting me anyway.

[siren blares]

[tense music]

- Ms. Goodwin!
- Yeah?

- We were able to round up
most of the escapees,

but Sharlene Hughes and a few
others are still out there.

I got names and descriptions--
- Kevin,

you've got to find them.

If they are active carriers,

they're putting themselves
and this city at risk.

- I got you.
- Okay.

- We'll find them.
- Thank you.

♪

[reporters shouting]

♪

- You can't do this.
What gives you the right?

- No skin to skin contact,
five feet apart.

- I want more food, blankets,
water down here right away.

These people are exhausted.
- Yes, sir, right on it.

- [sighs deeply]

- You took my arm.

- Yeah.
I'm sorry.

But we did everything we could.

The infection was
just too deep.

- What am I gonna do now?

- Well, we have
occupational therapists,

and I'll send one up
to talk to you.

Look, we saved a good part
of your upper arm.

All right, and when you heal,
we can talk about a prosthesis.

- [exhales deeply]

- Mr. Quan,
you are clearly a man

with a lot of focus
and determination.

Now, I'm certain you're gonna
find another place

to put that drive.

Okay.

Now, I'll come back
and check on you.

[solemn music]

♪

[sighs]

♪

- Dr. Marcel.
- Nurse Sexton.

[chuckles]

Bet you won't mind
when this day is over.

- You don't have to do that.

- Live life lightly,
Nurse Sexton.

Life live lightly.

[indistinct shouting]

[horn honks]

[frantic chatter]

♪

- Ms. Goodwin.

John Sorenstein
from the mayor's office.

You let 30 infected people
escape quarantine.

I expect you not to make things
worse than they already are.

Have you made any progress
on finding a cure?

- We're devoting
all of our resources--

- So no progress.
[sighs]

You are the public face
of this crisis.

Everyone's gonna be looking
to you for assurances.

For God's sake,
give them something, anything.

Tell them we'll be toasting
to a cure at Oktoberfest.

- You need
to cancel Oktoberfest.

- Are you joking?

This is one of the biggest
weekends of the year.

We're not canceling anything.

- That's your call,
but I'm not gonna lie.

- This city is on the verge
of a meltdown,

and if that happens,

people are going to be looking
to assign blame.

I'm gonna make damn sure

nobody's pointing a finger
at the mayor.

- Yeah, well, blame
is the least of my concerns,

but then again,
I'm not a politician.

People are dying, sir.

And you're wasting my time.

[people shouting distantly]

- Hailey, good news, your
observation has been cleared,

and your cultures came back
free of infection.

- What about Amanda?

- I don't know yet, her
cultures are still incubating.

I'll sit with Amanda.

- Thank you.

Amanda, you're gonna be okay
too, all right?

Look, I'm proof
that not everyone in here

contracted the bacteria.

I had my hand covered in it.
Ample opportunity to get it.

I gotta go back to work.

But Dr. Manning's
gonna take my place.

- Okay.

Could you see
if they found my grandma?

- Yeah, I'll check.

Remember,
only good thoughts, okay?

[plastic crinkling,
zipper whirring]

♪

- So, Amanda,
what are you into?

YouTube clips, memes,
give it to me.

Amanda?

What's wrong?

- My leg, it feels weird here,
kind of, like, numb.

- All right, let me see.

When did the sensation start?

- I-I don't know,
a few minutes ago?

- Come on,
let's get you upstairs

and see what's going on
with that leg, okay?

- Ah, there she is.
You all right?

- Flesh-eating bacteria free.

- Glad you're okay.
- Thanks.

- Then you're okay to work?

- Yeah, all set.
- Good.

We got something, guys.

I got a blue pickup truck,

two blocks away
from the apartment,

right in our timeframe,
and check this out.

- HAZMAT suit.
- Huh.

License plate?

- Okay.

LEADS has
the vehicle registered

to Mersh Equipment
Vehicle and Rental.

- You and Ruzek, let's go.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Looks like the bacteria's
sensitive to the Vanc.

- [laughs]
Great.

- No, it's not.

♪

Damn it.

The Vancomycin
is only bacteriostatic.

It's slowing the infection,

but it's not
actually killing it.

We need something that works
stronger and faster.

- Try gentamacin then?
Dose it higher?

- Yeah.

- Let's do it.

- How are you doing, Amanda?
You all right in there?

- I'm trying.

- All right,
we're almost done here, okay?

[machine whirring]

- Image is up.

- Ugh, there it is.

Air and fluid
in the deep fascia.

- Yeah.
- Ow!

Doctor Manning!

♪

- You all right?
- It really hurts.

I feel something moving.

- All right, just take
a deep breath, okay?

Keep breathing.
We'll take a look, okay?

- Oh, no.
No, no, no, no.

- Call the OR and tell them
we're on our way up,

and get me
an isolation gurney, now.

It's okay, we're gonna take
care of this, all right?

Just keep breathing.

.

- [breathing erratically]

- Am I gonna die?
- No, you're not.

We caught this very early.

Dr. Marcel's gonna
fix your leg.

- Amanda?
- Hailey?

- I'm right here.
I just heard.

- Let's go.

- Everything's gonna be okay.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Oh, thanks.

What's up, Dalton?

- Uh, the sky.

- Okay, let me tell you,
we're not in the mood for that.

- What do you need?

- Blue Nissan pickup, Wisconsin
license plate, WXT-221.

We need a list of who rented it
in the last two weeks.

- Okay, y'all have
a warrant, or--

- [snapping]
Dalton, listen.

We don't have time for this,
pal, all right?

We're working
an infection case,

it's already killed
a half dozen people,

so we need you to focus,

we need you to answer
our questions.

- Blue Nissan.

- Yeah.

Yeah, pickup's only
been rented once.

Uh, I got a name,
but it's Mike Smith,

and he paid cash, so--

- When?

- Uh, three days ago.

- Okay, let's try a little
harder, okay?

What time?
Morning, afternoon, when?

- Yeah, yeah, afternoon.

It was right
before I ate my lunch.

I take my break at 2:00,
so it was right around then.

- Great, what did he look like?

- Oh, white guy, um,
yea big, kinda his height.

I think he had a blue hat.

- Is there a video?

- Yeah, yeah,
but it's hosted off-site,

so the security
company's gonna have to

Dropbox you the footage.

- Call them, we want footage
for the entire day.

- Right on.

- Now, Dalton.
- Yep, you got it.

- An as yet undisclosed
number of patients

who fled quarantine
remain at large.

Authorities are working
diligently to track them down.

- It's wall-to-wall coverage
with this now.

- Yep, Cindy called,
they're closing Luke's school.

Seems that somebody
over at that building

happens to be a janitor
over there,

and now a bunch
of the parents are demanding

that the entire place
get disinfected.

- Guys, this is that restaurant
up the street we go to,

Garcia's Hacienda.

- ...also reporting
a surge in requests

for broad-spectrum
antibiotics.

- What the hell?

- It's one of those
conspiracy sites.

It's trending on Twitter.

- What's it say?

- That the outbreak is

some kind of MS-13
El Salvadoran plot

to get revenge on America.

Mama Garcia
must be somehow involved

because her food truck
was over in Soldier Field,

and her restaurant is
only a half a block

from the quarantined
apartment buildings.

[scoffs]

- It's ridiculous.

Mama Garcia's pretty much
the sweetest lady in Chicago.

- Those who must commute
via train or bus

are wearing store-bought
protective gear.

- It's the kind of news
that gets people killed.

- ...pleading with the public
to remain calm.

In the next hour, we'll be
speaking with a representative

from the CDC who will give us
a status report

on their research progress.
[alarm beeping]

- Truck 81,
public disturbance.

[sirens blaring]

- That's a blue hat
right before 2:00.

Got it.

Oh.

- I know this guy.
He works at the CCU lab.

♪

- Oh, say, Heather,
why don't you join the others?

Get a bite.

- Yeah.
I could use it.

Bring you something?

- No, no, I'm good.
Thanks.

[dramatic music]

♪

[liquid sizzling]

- What are you doing?

- I'm sorry?

- You're destroying our work.

- Oh, no, no, these
were contaminated samples.

♪

- You know what,
you need to stay right here.

♪

[both grunting]

♪

[both grunting]

- [panting]

- [groaning]

.

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]