All language subtitles for ER (1994) - S14E13 - Atonement (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 MONOLITH)_track3_[eng]

Previously on E.R.:

If we're gonna do this,

we're gonna have
to do this together.

GATES:
Remembering a dream
I had last night.

Sam was in it.
I don't beg.

In my dream you did.

This is Ortho.
Yeah, I start today.

Dr. Rasgotra,
I'd like you to meet

Drs. Ramsey, Craig...
Hey.

Heard great
things about you.

What position did you play?
Center forward.

Love, trust, truth...
higher power.

You can't have any
of those without faith

Especially love.

So this is your office?

Mm-hmm.
(buttons scatter)

Nice desk.

Oh! Imagine waking up
here every morning.

Betina, I can't afford this.

Yes, you can.
I did the math.

You did the math?

Mm-hmm. Time to move out of
your med school apartment

and invest in something.

My apartment is fine.

So what do you think?

Oh, it's beautiful.
Told you.

The sellers did a great
job on the renovation.

The kitchen,
the moldings,

these yummy floors.

Bamboo flown in from Brazil.

And there's a gym,

and a children's game room
in the basement.

Do you two have kids?

No.
No.

Listen,
don't rush it.

When you're newlyweds
and it's just

the two of you
against the world...

Well, you can't beat it.

Okay.

It'll be gone by the end

of the week, so if you're
at all interested,

make an offer.

No, thanks.

It's, uh,

the first place he's seen.

Think about it.

I'll call you tomorrow.

No. Don't, please.

I'm just looking.

GATES:
Hey, Sam!

It wasn't just the battery.

Where did you
get my keys?

You also had alternator issues.
You stole

my keys and fixed my car?
I think

the proper response would be,
"Thank you, Tony."

Also, I tightened

the connections and got you
all charged up.

SKYE:
Ooh...

That sounds like fun.

I thought you were
dating the chaplain.

It's my car.
He's talking about my car.

Car.

She made a perfectly
reasonable assumption
about our relationship

and you practically
had a seizure.

I wasn't feeling
the realtor.

I just wanted to get out
of there, that's all.

We're adults, Greg.
The topic of commitment

shouldn't be off-limits.
It's not off limits.

Really? You haven't
looked me in the eye

since we left that place.
Come on, it's not like that.

SKYE:
Pratt!

Pratt, there's a kid and an
old guy that have just been

pulled out of the lake.
Take one with Grady.

All right, you got it.

Look, let's just talk
about this later.

At least you're admitting
there's something to talk about.

Hey, Chaz, how are you doing?

Fine. Thanks.
What up?

Robert Truman, 68.

Jumped in after a kid
who fell into the lake.

Thought I could get him,
but I was too cold.

Heart rate's 68,
pulse ox good.

Temp was 90 when
we pulled him out.

My lungs froze up,
couldn't swim.

Does anything hurt, sir?

I'm fine.
Take care of the boy.

Barely moving air.
Too cold, can't get a sat.

"24 gauge PIV."
That's it?

He needs central access.

Mama's here, it's okay.

This is your fault!
You made this happen!

No, he needed my help.
I thought that I...

Why won't you leave us alone?
Ma'am, is he allergic

to any medication?
No, I'm sorry I tried to come...

Stay away from my son!

SAM:
He's hypoventilating.

SKYE:
We need to bag him.

Doctor, please take care
of that child.

Sir, we're going to
concentrate on you right now.

No, if you want to help me,
you need to help that boy.

Mr. Truman, please.
Save him!

Save him or I'm going to hell.

RASGOTRA:
The O.R. charge nurse
wants to bump

our meniscus repair
until tomorrow.

Tell her to kiss your ass.

Maybe mine.
She's kind of cute.

What's up, Ortho girl?

Morris, what are
you doing here?

I'm a surgeon for the day.
What?

Yep-- it's the E.R.'s new
trauma exchange program.

I never heard
anything about this.

E.R. staff can spend a day
on the surgical service

following trauma
patients to the O.R.

Are you going
to scrub in on cases?

Hope so.
Be good and, uh,

Harold might let you
hold his retractor.

Definitely!
(chuckles)

Dude, I gotta go-- there's,
like, a hundred doctors here.

After you.

No, after you.

Rasgotra, you're up.

Silas is our "snowmobile
versus brick wall."

Post op day one...
She's so cute, isn't she?

Day one from laparotomy...

With her little accent.

Hemoglobin's stable,
slept well overnight.

Got a chest X-ray
for a low-grade temp.

No infiltrates,
mild atelectasis

bilaterally.
Okay.

That means little areas
of collapsed alveoli.

We know what atelectasis is.

It's probably nothing,

but I can repeat
the film this afternoon.

Okay.
Hey, what's the definition

of a double blind study?

Two Ortho docs
looking at a chest film.

Ho!
Zing!

(Trauma doctors snickering)

Don't pretend that's
not funny, huh?

You taught me that joke.
Oh, my God.

I love this girl.

(laughing)

WOMAN:
He was collecting

samples from the lake
for a science project.

Something about algae
in winter.

Core temp's 74.3.

More suction, please.

And then that man just appears
out of nowhere again.

SKYE:
Tube.
He's been coming

to the store trying to talk
to me while I was at work.

I thought he was
just some lonely, old guy.

And yesterday, I saw him
outside of my house.

And when he saw me looking,
he just walked away.

And then,
today at the lake.

I went over there
to tell him to stay away.

I told him I was gonna
to call the police.

I'm in.

Gabriel must have
slipped in

while my back was turned.
I have no idea

how long he was there
before I realized...

And that man
jumped in after him?

He said, "Call 911,"
and then he just jumped.

Sam, call respiratory

for a vent and set up
for bilateral chest tubes.

Got it.

And have Central bring
a circulating water blanket.

He'll do better
with a Bair Hugger.

They both work.

Bair Hugger's better.

Show me the data.

You kids work it out.

You guys all right in here?
Yeah, his core temp's up to 94,

but his EKG shows
ischemic changes.

Could've been caused by
the strain of the cold swim.

Hey!
These flattened

T waves,
I've had those for years.

It's definitely not an MI.

I'm a doctor,
retired six years.

But I can still read an EKG.
Okay, well, let us

check your troponins,
just in case.

Knock yourself out.

Where'd you practice?

Stateville, 12 years.

Stateville Penitentiary?

Yes.
Bet that was intense.

Well, you guys seem fine.

I'm going back in with the kid.

How is he?

I can't talk about
his treatment.

Of course.

Hey, fun rounding with
you guys this morning.

Hi, Archie.

Want some advice?
No.

You need to work on
your presentation style.

Excuse me?
Yeah, you're too serious.

Have a little fun.

Take some joy in your work.
I'm fun.

No, you're English.
I get it. I get it.

It's hard to let your hair down,
but you are in America now.

You know, I don't know
what you're basing this on...

You know how hard it was
to find a jersey that small?

Hockey?
See? I'm fun.

We're going to finish rounds,
then head to the rink.

Oh, Neela,
this is so hot.

Can you do a triple axel?

Dude, that's figure skating.

Oh...
You're friends with that guy?

Sort of.
Oh, tell the truth.
We slept together!

She gave me a rash!

(chuckles)

Hey.
Oh, hey.

Sorry about the
last few days.

I've been working
11:00 a.m. to 11:00 p.m.

It's like I've fallen
off the planet, you know?

No, it's okay.
I've been slammed, too.

I'm leading a seminar
at the CAHC tomorrow

and I'm way behind.

What's CAHC?

Complimentary Alternative
Health Conference.

I told you all about it.
No, you didn't.

Well, you may have been
in a postcoital stupor.

But I am presenting data

on the effects
of prayer on healing.

They actually have data on that?
Yes.

In fact, several studies have
shown that patients who have

people praying for them get well
faster than those who don't.

Ooh, spooky.

Shut up.
The results are cool.

Hey, listen,
when you get a minute,

I got a guy for you
in Trauma.

No, no, not
another consult.

I-I have to get this talk
together or I'm screwed.

Listen, he saved a kid
from drowning in a lake.

The kid's not doing
so well right now,

and he's a little
freaked out.

Come on now.

Okay, I have a baby-naming
ceremony in the NICU,

and then I am meeting
with a statistician

to go over the slides
for the talk.

I'll come back after that.

Thank you.

Chest X-ray
on Robert Truman.

Good.

You're kidding me.

Ugly, right?

Yeesh! Who's that?

Old lake guy.

All right, order a chest CT

and I'll get
an official read on that.

Tell me you don't need
a radiologist

to see this film
is abnormal.

Diffuse lung
nodules; I know.

Lung mets.

The reason I called you down
was to get your take

on the differential before I go
in there and tell the man

he had metastatic cancer.

Couldn't it be...
miliary TB

or cocci or sarcoid
or something?

Yeah, but in a
68-year-old guy,

odds are it's
gonna be mets.

Great.

So, anything else?

Um, I guess not.

Thanks for the consult.

Dr. Truman...

Robert. Please.

In your days as
a, uh, prison doc,

did you ever get tested
positive for TB?

No. I had a PPD
every four months.

Any coughing, fevers,
night sweats?

Huh... the chest X-ray.

Metastatic prostate cancer.

It spread to my lungs
and my bones

before I even
knew I had it.

I'm sorry.

Well... I guess
it's my retribution.

Excuse me?

When men try to do God's work,

bad things happen.

I wish I realized this before
I killed that boy's father.

Another run of v-tach.

200 of bretylium
and start an infusion.

Core temp's down to 71.

He's getting colder?

Sometimes the cold blood
in his extremities

rushes up to his heart
and drops the core temp.

Looks like your Bair Hugger
worked a little too well, huh?

His heart can't beat normally
at this temperature.

Sam, call the ECMO tech.

Don't you think
that's jumping the gun?

What about peritoneal lavage?

What's, what's ECMO?

Cardiac bypass.

It's the only thing
that's going to warm the core

fast enough.
Its too dangerous.

It should be a last resort.

His temperature's 71;
he's having runs of v-tach.

I think we're there.

Bleeding, infection...
He knows the risks.

Thank you.
But I'm with
Sam on this.

Gabriel's still
got a pulse

and a decent BP.
Let's exhaust all

other options before
jumping to ECMO.

I'll go get the stuff.
We're going to put

a tube in Gabriel's
belly and flush
in warm fluids

to see if we can raise
his core temp...
Sam.

Hey.

Sam, what's
with you today?

Nothing.
Then why
do you have

to "Plan B" me
all the time?
"Plan B" you?!

Seems like whatever I say,
you have a better idea.

That's not true.
Uh, yes, Sam, it is true.

Bair Hugger

versus water blanket;
morphine versus fentanyl.

Oh, okay, come on--
you sound crazy.
No. Whatever I want,

you give me that look and then
you want something different.

What look?
Look, that one right there.

Tony, I don't blindly accept
orders from someone

just because they come
from a doctor or a man.

I've been doing this
a lot longer
than you have

and I can think
for myself.

If you don't like that,
that's too bad.

Back at Stateville,

my job was to give
lethal injections

to death row inmates.

Wow.

That's heavy.
Yes.

People could watch
through a window.

And I remember,
I remember her,

trying to be brave
for the baby

as I injected the
thiopental...

the pavulon...

potassium.

Gabriel was only two.

He never knew his dad.

Dr. Truman...

you don't really have
to talk about this now

if you don't want to.
No.

Back then, I thought
it was the right thing.

I thought there were criminals
who deserved to die

and lethal injection
was the most humane way.

As time went on,
my thinking's changed.

About the death
penalty?

Who lives and dies...

should be decided by God,
not a jury.

I've spent
the last five years

tracking the loved ones
of the men I've killed.

Tried to make amends
with those families.

How do you make amends?

Financial aid, mostly.

It's all I have to offer.

I paid a mortgage,
bought a...

bought a car,
sent a child to college.

Some people told me
to get lost.

Others took
what I could offer.

Well, that's really brave.

And generous.

No.

They're all acts
of contrition.

Small things.

Nothing'll ever
bring back

a husband, or son,

father.

Saving a kid's life
isn't a small thing.

I'm just trying
to tell God

how sorry I am
for what I've done.

Please.

I need that boy
to live.

Tell that freak in there
to stop staring at me.

Give him a break.

Not many people would
jump in a frozen lake
for a stranger.

He's not a stranger,
he's a stalker.

V-tach,
lost the pulse.
All right,

starting
compressions.
Oh, my God.

What's happening?

His heart has stopped
beating effectively

because of the cold;
we can't shock it back

into a natural rhythm
until he's warmer.

This looks like
the right room.

SKYE:
Who called for ECMO?

I knew the conservative route
wouldn't work,

so I give Teddy the heads up.

SKYE:
Go ahead, let's
put him on.

This is a cardiopulmonary
bypass machine.

It will function
as Gabriel's heart

and lungs
and warm his blood.

Sam, you should've
listened to me.

Let's hope it works.

Celia, do you have any family
we need to call?

Or Gabriel's dad?

His dad's been dead
a couple years.

How about your family?

My father's out of the picture,

I haven't talked to my mother
in years.

Anspaugh's
on his way down

to cannulate.
We can do it here.

Surgery has to;
it's protocol.

The chief of staff is coming
down for a central line?

They're a little
short-staffed today.

All up at a big conference
or something.

(shouting)

(cheering)

Rasgotra,
isn't this fun?

Uh, especially

the part where I get to see
my attending in a jock strap.

(chuckling):
Okay, go:

I'm streaking the blue line
in the dump and chase,

what do you do?

Dump in the far corner
and head to the net.

Exactly right.
Okay, everybody,

listen up!

Smart!

Aggressive!

No mercy!

MEN (chanting):
Smart! Aggressive! No mercy!

Smart! Aggressive! No mercy!
Smart...

The machine is doing
the work for his heart

and lungs, so we're
going to take out
the breathing tube.

I see.

When his temp's up,
his own heart will
kick back in.

Well, that's the hope.

What, what do you mean
"that's the the hope"?

Well, I'm sure Dr. Gates
has explained that...

Gabriel's tissues may
be permanently damaged

because of the cold.
Yeah, I explained
that to her,

but we're trying
to think positive
here, right?
Okay.

Right.

Look,

we all hope
that this brings him back.

But he's down for a long time.

Has had over an
hour of CPR.

Celia, call someone.

A friend, family,
it doesn't matter.

You just need
some support.

You don't know what I need.

I'm a single mom.

I know asking for help
feels like cheating sometimes.

Jimmy, Gabriel's dad...

he was one
of those guys

who couldn't stay
out of trouble.

Running drugs...

stealing cars...

I was an idiot;
I thought he'd change.

That's human.

And I told my mom

Jimmy and I were going
to raise the baby together,

and she kicked me out
of the house.

She said,

"You may be lost but I am not
going to have a guy like that

around the rest of my kids."

Looking back,
she was probably right.

Celia, there's

a very good chance

that Gabriel's heart
won't start up again.

No, please,
please don't say that.

This is gonna work!

(sobbing)

Guys, I need another liter
of NS and an ABG kit.

Okay. Yeah, I got it.

GATES:
And, uh, check an
ionized calcium

while you're at it-- the
last one was low, okay?

555...

0172.

That's my mom.

Could you call her?

Right away.

Yeah!

Game on!

Who are we playing?

Pedes, I think.

I saw the pathologists
practicing

in the parking lot.

ANNOUNCER (over P.A.):
And now...

the starting lineup

of County General's very own...

unstoppable, irrepressible...

the Mighty Docs!

Playing right wing,
Lucien Dubenko!

They are such
drama queens.

We're playing

the Trauma surgeons?!

We beat them in the
last five seconds

of the finals last
year-- right, boys?

Left wing, Dusty Crenshaw!

(laughing):
Oh, my God.

On defense, Harold Zelinsky!

And playing center...

Archie Morris!

Oh, no way!

Way!
Oh, this explains
everything.

Your weird behavior, the
Trauma exchange program...

An elaborate ruse to play
on this team and kick your ass.

He's a ringer!

Yeah, baby. Huh?

I had a 26-year-old kid
on the table,

convicted of killing a cop.

See his family pleading,
praying.

I injected the drugs

and he didn't die.

He lay there, awake, quivering.

Lethal doses
of three different agents

and he was alive.

Parents were crying,
claiming a miracle.

What happened?

The I.V. infiltrated.

The drugs pooled
in his soft tissues,

instead of going
into his bloodstream.

So I placed another I.V.,

drew up another round
of meds and pushed.

And this time...

it took him
90 seconds to die.

(sighs)

Seven months later,
a police officer came forward.

The boy was framed
for the murder.

Hmm?

He didn't do it.

You couldn't have
known that.

God tried to stop me

from killing an innocent man
and I ignored the sign.

How can I even hope
for forgiveness?

I think...

sometimes it's easier

to feel guilty
than forgiven.

Which means what?

That maybe your guilt
over these deaths

has become your
reason for living.

Maybe you need a new
reason to go on.

I-I-I... I don't
want to go on.

Can't you see I'm old,

I have cancer--
I've had enough.

The only thing that is holding
me back is that I am afraid.

I'm afraid of what comes next.

And what do you
think that is?

Oh, you tell me.

Is atonement even possible?

What does God want from me?

I think it's up to
each one of us

to interpret what God wants.

So people can do anything?

They can rape,
they can murder,

they can steal,
all in the name of God

and it's okay?
No, that's not
what I'm saying.

Well, what are you saying?

Because all I'm hearing is
some New Age,

God-is-love,
one-size-fits-all crap!

Hey, Dr. Truman...

(coughing):
No, I don't have time
for this now!

Greg, it's okay.

Look, I understand...

No, you don't understand!

You don't understand!

How could you possibly
say that?

No, you listen to me.

I want a real chaplain

who believes in a real God
and a real hell.

I hear that
you're frustrated

but you need to
ask yourself...

No, I don't need to ask myself!

I need answers.

And all your questions

and your uncertainty are
only making things worse.

I... I know you're upset...

Oh, God...

I need someone who will look me
in the eye and tell me

how to find forgiveness,

because I am running
out of time!

I'm trying to help.
Well, don't!

Just get out!

Get out!

Get out!

Hey, Julia.

Julia, come on.

Listen, come on.

Come on. The guy's just
freaking out. He didn't mean

what he said.

Yeah, he did.

He absolutely did.

MORRIS:
Okay, don't
choke, Neela.

Don't cough it up.
It'd be real embarrassing

if you lost
that puck to me.

Neela!
Yes! Stay down!

Yes!
(whistle blows)

ALL THREE:
Get up!

Oh, let's see.

Your eye-- crap.

Concentration-- crap.

Coordination--
crap.
(taps stick)

How do we let
this girl operate?

(whooping, cheering)

Hit me.
Come on, hit me.

You know
you want to.

I don't.

Come on, hit me!
Lucien!

Everybody wants to take a shot
at their mentor, don't they?

(Rasgotra grunts)

(whistle blows)

Ha!

Come on, Neela.

Untie the piano.

You'll skate faster, huh?

Hup-ah! Oh, no!

Wha...?

(players yelling)

Oh, yeah!

(hooting)

Yeah!

I got... I got it.

I got it.

(grunting)

Ooh! Ooh!

(Morris grunts)

Neela, you're dead!

(whooping)

(cheering)

Hey, Gates, hold on.

You've seen
Julia around?

No, not since this morning.

She's not answering
her pager.

She usually turns it off
when she's with patients.

(sighs)

This guy in One...
it's... it's a mess.

Do you have any
questions for us,
Mrs. Davies?

No. Celia explained
it all.

She always had a
head for science.

Gabriel does, too.

He wants
to be a marine biologist.

TEDDY:
ACT is 224.

All right, let's keep
the heparin where it's at.

You sure you want
to do that? I would try...

What are you doing here?

I wanted
to let you know...

You can't be here.

Please. I want
to say that I'm...

Get out! Please, just go.

Sir, maybe you should
just go back to bed.

Hold on, Sam,
hold on.

Look, ma'am, he tried
to save your son's life.

Just give him a chance
to say what he came to say.

And afterwards,

you'll give this family
their privacy, right?

Yes.

Sorry.

I'm sorry for all
the trouble I've caused.

I-I'm praying
for your boy.

Sir, thank you
for your bravery.

I'm very grateful.
So is my daughter.

Right, Celia?

Celia, tell him.

Tell this man
thank you.

Thank you.

FLORA:
Like you mean it.

I am not
three years old anymore.

I-I have to call work.

That's... That's all.

Come on, let me get you
back on the monitor.

Lucien, five hole
or top shelf?

I don't care.
Just make it count.

Oh!

(whistle blows)

Ow!

We need a goalie here!

(wailing)

Hey, you guys ever seen
Neela drunk?

Yeah, you should
have seen her at the
E.R. Christmas party.

She gave Anspaugh
a lap dance!
Ow!

Could've blocked that with
a wad of toilet paper, Morris.

I hear she still
sleeps with a blankie.

She calls it
her nubbie.

What the hell

are you talking about?

(whooping, cheering)

Nice!
That's right.

(players hooting,
whooping)

Hey, your career as a
goalie doesn't pan out,

you can always go back to
working at the Jumbo Mart.

You guys know she used to
work at Jumbo Mart, right?

(Morris and others
laughing)

(whooping)

Ow!

PRATT:
Hey, Skye...

have you seen Julia around?

No.

She had trouble with one of
my patients and went AWOL.

What happened?

Are you ready for this one?

My guy in One gave a lethal
injection to the father

of your boy in Two.

What?
He was a prison doctor.

He used to push the drugs
into the guys on death row.

Now, I guess, he's
had a change of heart.

Excuse me one second.
Hey, Chaz.

Hey!
Hey, man.

Hey, Celia.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's just work, you know?

I guess she wants a commitment,
but I don't know.

Maybe I'm not
that kind of guy.

So why don't you
just tell her that?

Betina's great, man.

It's not like I'm looking
for something better.

You guys been together
for a while now.

Yeah, nine months.

Hmm! Must be a
record for you.
(laughs)

I like her, all right,
so that's not the issue.

Well, why don't you
just give it a try
and see what happens?

You know, it's easy
for you to say.

You're 20 years old,
still playing the field.

(laughs)

Uh, Greg, I've been with the
same guy for almost a year now.

Really?
Yeah.

Why didn't you
tell me that before?

You never asked.

All right, well,
I should take these.

All right, cool.

Thanks for
the coffee.
Oh, anytime.

Hey, what's
his name?
Andrew.

All right, well,
I'd like to meet him sometime.

We can all go to a
drag club or something.

(screams):
Ha!

Just kidding, man.

That'd be cool.
What you got?

Mass cas at the ice rink:
"Ortho versus Trauma."
What?

CRENSHAW:
You!
Yeah.

You were a complete goon
out there!
Yeah.

I hit you on the numbers, 'cause
you elbowed me in the head!

Headhunter!

Octopus!
Slasher!

(all yelling at once)

I saved your ass
so many times!

Saved my ass?
What are you, high?

What's wrong
with you guys?
Stay out of it!

RASGOTRA:
Shut up, Harold!
You just stuck your finger...

Maybe I wouldn't have to if
you weren't such a goon!

Maybe you should practice
a little more!

Well, I'm sure
you've had plenty

of practice
swinging your stick!

Huh? Huh?
Oh, could you lay down?

I don't recognize you
standing up!

No!

(clamoring)

Get off of him, you...!

(shouting)

ECMO tech needs you
in T-2 right away.

That kid's awake.
RASGOTRA:
...a piece of you!

Oh, shut up, Harold!

Cripes!

What's going on?

Sometimes we see this after
a few hours on the machine.

They just wake up.

SAM:
Sat's okay on room air.

Mommy, what happened?

Oh, baby.

Hi, baby. Hi.

You're okay.

That a boy, Gabriel.
FLORA:
Oh, thank God.

Oh, he's okay.
He's gonna be okay.
I know, baby.

TEDDY:
Core temp's up

to 94.

FLORA:
This family
will never forget

what you did here today.

Just doing our job.

Well, I don't care
what you say.

It's a miracle.

GATES:
Sam, Teddy, what do you say

we take this kid
off the machine?

TEDDY:
Sounds good.

TAGGART:
Size eight gloves okay?

Looks like good
news in there.

This doesn't
absolve you.

Don't think it does.

I don't forgive you.

I will never forgive you.

You have to live
with what you've done.

(shuddering)

Oh, man.

(sighs)

Julia.

Well, the lake kid
is doing great.

But our guy... he
needs you in there.

I can't.

All right, well, I
need you in there.

(sniffles)

He's asking me all
kind of questions

that I don't know
how to answer.

You know, doubt--

it's... uncomfortable.

But certainty--

I don't think it's real.

I mean, I-I...
I went to seminary.

I studied Buddhism,
I spent time in an ashram,

(groans)

Who really knows anything
with absolute certainty?

Not me, that's for sure.

That's why I thought
an inclusive approach

to spirituality would
work well in a place like this.

It does. It does.

The patients-- they
appreciate what you do.

People in crisis want rules,
they want structure,

something to lean on.

I get that.

But it's not me.

You know, we all wonder what
we're doing here sometimes.

That guy needs help.

So, come on,

(sniffles)
come back in
there with me.

Let's go talk to him.

I don't think so.
(sniffles)

(sighs heavily)

All right.

Ramsey, what, did you trip over
the blue line?

Yeah, fell on me.

Morris, what, did you hurt
yourself doing a triple axel?

So, who won?

It was a mutual forfeit.

Didn't know you had
it in you, Mayday.

Me either.

X-ray's negative--
home with splint.

All right,
who's next?

MORRIS:
Hey, Neela, how's your boo-boo?

CRENSHAW (British accent):
Oh, it's my dominant hand.

If I can't operate, you're dead.

Wuss.
You hack!
Bee-yotch!

Who are you yelling at, Harold?

I don't really know.

No tenderness, bearing weight.

Hey, how's my team?

I think they all
need ibuprofen,

a hot tub and a
glass of wine.

I like the way you think.

Okay, listen up,
everyone, fun's over.

Orthopods are rounding
on the hall in ten.

Trauma to the ICU.

MORRIS:
Whoa, whoa, what about me?

There's an ingrown toenail in
Exam Three with your name on it.

Sam!

What's up, buddy?

You sick of us down here?

No, I-I like it.

You like it? You're a weird kid,
you know that?

He likes the Jell-O.

Thanks again, Doctor.

You're welcome.

You take care of your mom, okay?

Sam, any beds open up?

Well, I had to threaten
the charge nurse

with physical violence,
but something opened up.

Right. Hey, we're
going to Ike Ryan's.

You should come.

Should I?
Yeah.

As long as
if I order you a beer

you don't change it
to a vodka gimlet or something.

Well, I don't know.

I have to report upstairs,
then I've got to do

a bunch of
stuff down here.

How often do we get
an outcome like this?

A pulseless ice cube
turned into

a Jell-O loving 11-year-old
in the same shift.

That doesn't
happen every day.

That's for sure.

Well?

Well...

I'll see if I can make it.

I have sinned against Heaven...

...and in your sight

are no more worthy.

Gracious God...

...my mortal sins...

I accept.

Stop!

What the hell
are you doing?

I am in hell...
do you understand?

I am in hell already,
I might as well go.

Listen to me.

You saved a little boy's life.

No, it is not enough.

I can't change my destiny.

There isn't time.

Did it ever occur to you
that maybe your destiny

was for you to be on
that pier this morning?

That maybe
your life's path,

and all the choices
that you made,

led you right there, so
you could save that kid?
Why? Why?

Why would God do that?

Why would he have me kill
17 people to save one?

You may not understand it,

but that little boy is alive
because you were there.

Now, whatever you need that
to count for-- it counts.

(crying)

It doesn't make sense.

It doesn't have
to make sense.

(crying)

That's why it's called faith.

(crying)

(sighs)

(sobbing)

(sighs)

(moaning)

TAGGART:
Hey, guys.

Hey, Sam,
great job today.

Thank you.
You, too.

Hey, Gabriel all tucked in?

Yes. The ICU nurses are
fawning all over him.

All right.
Okay.

My turn to win
some money.

All right.
All right.

So, what are you drinking?

Actually, I can't stay.
I got...

Oh, so you came here to tell me
that you can't come here?

Yeah.

Really? Have you heard
of the cell phone?

All right, you know what?

You're right, it was dumb.

I shouldn't have come here.
I wasn't thinking.

Wow, she admits
that she wasn't thinking.

Alert the media.

Screw you, Gates.

Come on, just stay here.

She'll have... will you
get her a beer, please?

BARTENDER:
Sure.

Vodka gimlet, with a twist.

Definitely the most
insane shift

I've worked
since I started here.

Ah, you said the exact
same thing yesterday.

(laughs):
I did not.

(groans)

So... (sighs)

you going to Ike's
after this?

No. I'm not much
of a group person.

I need my alone time
at the end of the day.

Is that why you're
not married?

No.

Then why isn't a hot,

smart woman such
as yourself

shacked up by now?

And I'm not
hitting on you.

Just wondering

if some people aren't cut out
for commitment.

Nobody is cut out
for commitment.

It fights our DNA.

You don't believe in monogamy?

No, I believe in monogamy.

I just don't believe in
the concept of... forever.

People force the issue

and then act surprised
when it doesn't work out.

Well, you know, some people
might say that your theory

is a cover for
a fear of commitment.

Well, it takes
a lot of courage to reject

the widely embraced
social construct of marriage.

Most people assume you've
got some kind of problem.

Well, seems like
you've got it all figured out.

Some days.

(groans)

G'night, Skye.

Good night.

(moans)

How did you hurt
your shoulder?

Checked by Grossman
after the face-off.

But I hurt him worse later.

Ever seen bonobos
at the zoo?

What's a bonobo?

Pygmy chimp.

Famous in the primate world

for their social-
sexual behavior.

Well, fascinating.

In bonobo communities,

sex is a way to say hello.

Oh, really?
Mm-hmm.

Hello.

This is so awesome.

RASGOTRA:
I didn't know these were here.

GROSSMAN:
Hot tubs are for therapy

during the day,
but at night,

they belong
to the hockey team.

Lucien, Skye,
how's the water?

Hot. Very hot.

(sighs)

Guys?

This job rocks.

I'm not sure what the point
of that would be

other than to make him
feel guilty

(knocking on door)
on top of everything else.

Uh... I gotta go.

Okay. Bye.

Hey.

Hey.

What's up?

We need to talk.

I'm sorry about
this morning. Okay?

You had the right
to be mad.

Apology accepted.

Look...

this is all new
to me, okay?

I haven't been down
this path before.

But I really...

really want this to work.

Do you know if you stare at an
X-ray for more than 38 seconds

you start to see things
that aren't there?

Because that's what
this is, Greg.

We've stared
at this thing

too long and tricked ourselves

into seeing something
that isn't there.

You're not listening, okay?

I want to do this.

This morning you seemed
totally unsure.

Who's sure about anything?

This shouldn't have
to be this hard.

Eventually, you know,

we would end up right back
in the same place,

and frankly,

I don't have the time.

Thank you
for waiting with me.

No problem.

Oh!

ECMO was a good call
with that kid.

We probably should've
done it sooner.

It's annoying,
but you were right.

Thank you.

And, Sam...

I do like
working with you.

Other than the relentless
interrogation

and second-guessing and...

you constantly
blowing me off
Shut up.

when I gave you orders...

I hate you.

I hate you, too.