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Robby.

Robby.

College kid in respiratory
distress is here.

- All right.
- You OK?

Yep.

I wanted to talk to the
patient in Central 12's son,

but he took off.

Is there a problem?

Uh, according to Mom,

she found a list of
high school girls

that he'd like to eliminate.

What's wrong with
kids these days?

Uh, you mean
besides social media

and the worldwide pandemic
and the environmental crisis?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- And gun violence?

You're a fucking fountain
of hope today, aren't you?

Nick Bradley, 19, found
unresponsive by parents.

No meds, no allergies.

On arrival, he was
barely breathing

with pinpoint pupils,
bradycardic at 38.

Pupils responded to Narcan,

but we tubed him when his
respirations didn't pick up.

Any drugs or alcohol
on the scene?

- No.
- Signs of trauma?

Nothing.

OK. Open your eyes, Nick.

On three. One, two, three.

- Where was he found?
- In bed by his mom.

Pupils are 6 millimeters,
non-reactive.

Heart rate's 64.
BP is cycling.

No response to pain. GCS 3.

- Does that fit any toxidrome?
- No.

If it was just
opiates with Narcan,

he'd be breathing on his own.

Uh, beta blockers shouldn't
get pinpoint pupils.

Maybe parents had some

prescription meds
in their bathroom.

They're on their way.

Code trauma, tier
1, ETA five minutes.

That's a stand-up scooter
rider versus car door.

- No helmet.
- No blood in the belly.

No pericardial effusion,
and lungs are up.

Hemocue's good, 15.

- BP 84 over 58.
- OK.

What's your plan, Dr. Collins?

Um, push dose epi,
0.1 milligram.

Foley for urine,
stabilize for CT,

and throw a wide net.

Where... where
are we going now?

We need the room
for someone else,

but you can rest in the hall
till we get your labs back.

Your parents must be proud.

Having a son for a doctor.

Yeah, I guess.

Um, you know,

I was the first one in my
family to go to college.

You know, they sacrificed
a lot to get me here.

How's your pain, Mr. Milton?

Uh, I'm fine.

Could use a latte, though.

That could bring back
the gallstone pain.

How about a bourbon?

It's barely 8:00.

Uh, how about some ice chips?

No, thanks.

I prefer my whiskey neat.

Yeah, that's not happening.

Systolic back down to 90.

Another 0.1 of epi.

Flaccid paralysis of
all four extremities.

No eye movement with ice water.

So no brainstem function.

Due to?

Hypoxic injury,
massive hemorrhage.

Samira, escort him to CT.

Take the drug box with you.

Call me if you need me.

Hey, are you OK?

- Yep.
- Are you sure?

Have you ever had
to worry about me?

No, but it never
hurts to check in.

It's part of my job.

Consider yourself checked in.

OK.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Got something?

Oh, I had a case
for Dr. Collins.

- May I see?
- Yeah.

A 68-year-old male,
history of hypertension,

one hour of right
upper quadrant pain

after eating a fatty
meal, now resolved.

Afebrile, non-tender.

There was a gallstone
present on POCUS.

EKG shows no acute
ischemic changes,

but I'm still waiting
on LFTs and lipase.

Why did you order the EKG?

The nurse suggested it to
rule out any cardiac issues.

Well, good call on
both your parts.

Nurses know what they're doing.

Never hesitate to
listen to them.

Come find me when
those labs are back.

- Hey, how's that finger?
- Oh, it's nothing.

- Dr. Robby?
- Yep?

The son and daughter
of Mr. Spencer

from assisted
living, they're here.

OK. I'll be right there.

Your father has pneumonia and
a condition called sepsis.

What is... what
is that exactly?

It means that the bacteria
has spread from his lung

to his bloodstream.

So far, he's been responding
well to treatment.

Hey, Pop.

It's Helen and Jereme.

Jereme...

Hillary...

Boob...

Fud.

It's the "Nowhere Man"
from "Yellow Submarine."

It's what he used to call me
when I didn't do my homework.

Is this his baseline?

He has good days and bad days.

Why don't we step out
for one more second?

So your father came in
with low blood pressure,

which is improving.

Can he go back to
assisted living?

Eventually, we hope so.

Your dad has an
advanced directive

expressing his wishes,
which says that

IV fluids and
medications are OK,

but no artificial
life support, no CPR.

He doesn't want a bunch of
machines keeping him alive.

OK.

Then we will
continue with oxygen

and IV fluids and antibiotics,

but if his lungs stop working,

we're not going to place
a tube in his windpipe

for a breathing machine.

But pneumonia is treatable?

Most of the time, it is.

But if he can get
better in a week,

then put him on a machine.

That's not what he wanted.

Do either of you have
durable power of attorney

for health care?

- Yes.
- We both do.

OK.

Well, this is a decision

that does not need
to be made right now.

Why don't you think about it?

Talk about it.

If things get worse,
sometimes allowing

for a comfortable natural death
can be the most humane path.

No routine cases until
we assess the tier 1.

Thanks.

Dr. Langdon?

So, uh, how was the VA?

Yeah, it was, uh good,
uh, you know, challenging.

I learned a ton.
I just think it...

maybe it should be mandatory

that all doctors
spend time there,

like, on a regular basis

because of all they've
sacrificed for us.

That's a nice thought.
Why'd you choose the Pitt?

Oh, I have a sister
with special needs

and she got into this
really great facility

here in Pittsburgh.

And PTMC has such
a great reputation,

I thought, you know,
it'd be a good fit.

Can I present my
headache to you?

Uh, yeah, what do you got?

A 36-year-old woman
with severe headache

due to paracervical
trigger point.

Her pain went from 11 to zero
after 2 ccs of IM Marcaine

- to the...
- Wait, wait, wait.

You did a trigger
point injection

- before presenting the case?
- Yeah. I...

Interns always present first.

I spent a month at the
pain clinic at Hopkins.

- No, it's not OK.
- Incoming!

- I'm very comfortable with...
- It's definitely not OK.

23-year-old Ben
Kemper, no helmet,

got doored riding an e-scooter.

Neck versus handlebar then
face-planted to the pavement.

Obvious facial fractures,

but alert and oriented
with good vitals.

Here we go.

One, two, three.

How are we doing, Ben?

Blood, back in my throat.

That's probably
from the nosebleed.

Short Rapid Rhino, please.

Tachy at 120, pulse
ox borderline at 90.

Blow by at 15 liters for now.

- Neck contusion.
- BP 138 over 84.

Larynx shifted to the
right, no crepitance.

4 of morphine.

I'm going to stick something in
your nose to stop the bleeding.

No hemotympanum.

Inflate the balloon.

How about now, Ben?

- Better.
- What's up?

Good vitals, A and
O, let's have a look.

Ouch.

- Floating face.
- Le Fort III fracture.

You don't see that every day.
OK, let's prep for airway.

Double setup just in case.

- Nice work.
- Thanks.

All right, Mr. Tagari,
you are good to go.

Oh, thank you.

Remember, 10% off for
doctors and nurses.

I'm a student doctor.

Oh, right. Sorry.

- I hit my head, remember?
- Well, my son loves pizza,

so I will take you up
on it for sure, OK?

- Thank you. Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Wait for a nurse.
- OK, thanks.

Hi.

I just realized it sounds like
I always feed my kid junk food.

- Oh.
- You know?

Pizza, s'mores.

No, no, please. I... I
like pizza and s'mores.

- Who doesn't?
- Mm.

- How many kids do you have?
- Just one, Harrison.

He's 11 now.

What does your husband do?

No husband, just me and my son.

I take it you don't have kids?

I... I don't mean on
account of your age.

Or maybe I do.

I mean, most medical
students don't have kids.

Oh, yeah, no, no. Um, no kids.

Just not even a boyfriend.
Uh, it's just school for now.

Yeah. That'll keep
you pretty busy.

I do not miss it.

Must have been difficult
as a young mother.

It had its moments,

but my life has been
full of challenges,

and med school was not one
of the hardest, by far.

It was one of the most
rewarding, though.

- Other than having my son.
- Hey.

Facial lash with possible
foreign object in the eye,

which is always a solid
7 on the WMMV Scale.

What Makes Mateo Vomit.

- You OK?
- Yeah.

Yeah. Um, he's funny, the...

- the nurse.
- Oh, Mateo.

You can say his name.

Um, yeah, uh...

a foreign object in the eye
could be really serious.

Hey, Fruitcake.

Hey, I'm talking
to you, Fruitcake.

Myrna, I told you
a hundred times

my name is Dr. Robby.

You want to see my vagina?

I have already seen it.

And once was enough, thank you.

Robby, parents of Nick Bradley,

- the OD teen, are here.
- OK, park them in Trauma 1.

He's not back from CT yet.

I'll be right there in a minute.

Got it. Behaving
yourself, Myrna?

Oh, yes, ma'am.

How we doing?

Ketamine and sux on board.

Pulse ox holding at 94.

Prepping the neck just in case.

Let's have a look.

A little deeper.

Lots of swelling. I
can't see the cords.

To the right. The left.

Yeah, it really distorted
from the trauma,

and the edema's only
going to get worse.

Which is why we should crike.

You don't crike a
laryngeal fracture.

Don't listen to Edwina
Scissorhands here.

If they can't cut it,

surgery doesn't
know how to fix it.

The contusion is high at
the thyroid cartilage,

so you just stand there
looking pretty, ER Ken,

and let me fix this.

- We're down to 85.
- All right, pull out.

- I-gel, bag and crike.
- I-gel, please.

Turn off the alarm.

I've never done a crike before.

No. Mel will do the crike.

You've already had
a busy morning.

Glove up, Mel.

No, I'm doing the crike, doctor.

You would be doing it, doctor,

if it wasn't an odd day.

Surgery gets even
days, ED gets odd days.

You know this.
For crikes' sake.

That's because you're all
fucking odd down here.

OK, team work, please.
Let's focus on the patient.

I so appreciate your
gracious understanding.

I'll assist in
case she screws up.

Yolanda, play nice.

Sats are up with the I-gel.

You ready? Hello?

Oh, uh, hello.

You've done this?

Yes, in the cadaver lab.

Let's hope that's not where
this poor soul ends up.

We'll do an open technique
since we have a minute.

OK.

OK, you're going to be
making a vertical incision

to avoid the jugulars
in the carotids.

Mm-hmm, good.

If this was a crike that
needed to happen in seconds,

you could use a 10 blade,
your finger, and a bougie.

This is called a Weitlaner.

And this is your trake hook.

C-spine, head CT, OMF.
Start a propofol drip.

OK, now we're going to
make a horizontal incision

across the
cricothyroid membrane.

Yeah.

4.0 Shiley next.

Get ready to bag the crike.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, good.

Oh, excuse me.

No worries.

End tidal CO2 is yellow.

Yellow is yes. Nicely done.

Sew it in. OK, I
will be next-door.

Does your resident
know how to suture,

or do I need to teach?

- You're all class, Yoyo.
- I know, thanks.

That means a lot of
nothing coming from you.

- Mel, you OK?
- If you're done fighting.

We're not fighting.
This is playing.

Langdon's too soft to fight.

Oh, yeah, I have nothing
but respect for Dr. Garcia.

In fact, I think she would

make a wonderful
hostess at Applebee's.

Later, Odds.

Let's go.

OK, thanks.

Just received word your
son's head CT is normal,

and he's maintaining
a good heart rate.

- You got him back.
- Thank you. Thank God.

Right now, he's unconscious

with a tube in his
throat for oxygen.

Why don't we step out
for a minute while they

get him settled, and
then you can come back?

You can sit with him
as long as you want.

Nicky, it's Mama.
I'm here, baby.

You're doing great, son.

Blown.

- OK, let's step outside.
- OK.

So we don't know

how long he was at
home without breathing.

- He's breathing now.
- Not on his own.

But he's going to wake up.

We certainly hope so.

We're going to know better after

we get some more
test results back.

Are you sure that he
didn't take anything

that could have caused this?

No, no, he's a good kid.

He's in college, he
has a part-time job.

He even chose to live at home
so he could focus on school.

Dr. Robby. From the urine.

What's that?

It's a drug test.

And it is positive for fentanyl.

No, that is impossible.
Nick doesn't do drugs.

There are a lot of pills
that are sold illegally

that have fentanyl,
not just painkillers.

Xanax, Ativan.

- No, not our son.
- Uh...

Well, maybe he didn't know
that he took something

with fentanyl, I don't know.

The hows and the whys
don't really matter.

What matters is
spending time with Nick.

We've got some
more tests to run.

We'll know our
options after that,

but in the meantime,

why don't you take a
seat and talk to him?

Can he hear us?

You know, we're
never really sure,

so we should assume that he can.

And we'll come find you as
soon as we know more, OK?

OK.

Can we move Nick Bradley
to a private room?

The kid going to make it?

Didn't he respond to Narcan?

I think his pinpoint pupils
just grew into blown pupils

from brainstem death.

- Shit.
- Yeah.

Not much older than Jake.

Don't go there.

Hard not to sometimes.

Mr. Spencer's room.

Hey, Robby,

Theresa, the mother of the
young man David who bolted,

she's asking for her son.

OK. I'll be there in a minute.

What is happening?

Uh, his oxygen
levels are dropping.

Mr. Spencer, how
are you feeling?

I don't remember where I parked.

Mr. Spencer, do you
know where you are?

It's so loud in here.

Dad? Do you know
where you are?

Dad, look at me.
What's my name?

I don't know where my car is.

BiPAP, 15 over 5.

Let's step out.

What's a BiPAP?

It is a pressurized air mask
that can improve his oxygen.

Either his pneumonia
is getting worse

or his heart couldn't
handle the fluids

that we gave him to
treat the sepsis.

His lungs are filling
up with fluid.

Can't you take the fluid away?

Not without his blood
pressure crashing

with very bad consequences,

so let's just hope
the BiPAP works.

And if it doesn't?

Then I would need to
know your decision

about using a breathing machine.

We're still talking about it.

Well, we know he
expressed his wishes.

In writing. "Do not intubate."

We're thinking
try it for a week.

That would be a
very painful week.

He wouldn't get a lot of
rest with all the monitors

and all the blood tests. He
might need to be sedated.

He might need to be restrained

because he'd be in
an unfamiliar place

with a very uncomfortable
tube down his throat.

And he wouldn't really
know what was happening.

Elderly patients can
often develop psychosis.

- But he might get better.
- Or he might get worse.

What would you do?

I really can't
answer that for you.

This is your father. It's
your decision to make.

I can guarantee you

that we will keep him as
comfortable as possible

if a natural death
is what you choose.

But he's not your father.

And he can recover from this.

What my sister means

is that we're still deciding
the best thing to do.

Well, the sooner you
decide, the better.

I'm really sorry.

I wish there was
more that I could do.

I'm not sure that he
has that much time left.

Dr. Robby.

You were right.

She can't say whether she
was bumped by accident

- or shoved on purpose.
- No other witnesses?

No, not really.

We pulled security footage.
Maybe we'll find something.

Hopefully she tripped.

I don't mean I hope she tripped.

I mean I hope she wasn't
pushed on purpose.

That would this a hate crime.

Yes, ma'am.

- Ma'am?
- Doctor.

Sorry. I'm... I'm sorry.

No harm, no foul.

Will you let me know if
she says anything else?

Will do.

At the risk of seeming...

Then you probably shouldn't.

- I just...
- No, trust me.

- How do you know...
- I just know.

- I just wanted...
- I know.

Look, I'll let you know
if she says anything else

that could be important
to your investigation.

Thank you.

- You know, for the record...
- Nope.

Any luck getting our
psych boarders upstairs?

Yeah, right, at least the
Kraken's still sleeping.

Is it me or was that officer...

- No.
- What?

- You don't even know what I...
- What you were going to say?

Maybe you do.

- He seemed nice.
- Absolutely not.

Mm-mm.

There is no possible scenario

in which you and I
have this conversation.

You of all people
should know better.

- I was...
- No.

Just walk away.

Best possible scenario.
Just keep on walking.

Mm-hmm.

You got to lay off mixing
Adderall and energy drinks.

Trust me, I will.

All right. Thanks.

That's the thing about
emergency medicine.

You never know what
you're going to get.

And we get everything.

Is that why you chose it?

Maybe a little.

I also get to pick my shifts,

which, for a single
mother, is amazing.

But mostly, I just like
the people, you know?

They're always there
when you need them.

Who wouldn't want to be
a part of that, you know?

Fuck off.

This is the monitoring center.

We see that you are not
in your inclusion zone.

Do you have permission
to be outside this area?

Yes, I am at work.

Just like last time and
the time before that.

I'll be right back.

What is the point of
this fucking thing

if it doesn't even work?

Sorry.

You're doing great.
Take your time.

You OK?

I am... yeah.

I get frustrated when
I can't do things,

or at least it looks like it.

Yeah, you and me both.

Thanks, but my frustration
manifests itself emotionally,

and then, uh, I get upset,

and then it looks like
I can't handle things,

and, you know, then I can't
cry in front of the patient

because no one wants to
see their doctor cry.

That's just a big red flag.

You just did a perfect
crike. You're doing great.

Hey, you! Pasty white!

How about a sandwich?

Uh, what brings you
here today, sir?

I'm here for a fucking sandwich.

OK.

OK, uh, excuse me...

- Perlah.
- Perlah.

Can this patient get a sandwich?

I already gave you
a sandwich, Earl.

I ain't ate this whole week.

Sure.

Give him another sandwich.
They're on the food cart.

Just make sure
it's not egg salad,

or he'll throw it on the floor.

OK. Good to know. Thanks.

Any quick ones up here?

It's only 8:30, and
Robby's already on my case

for being too slow.

I can usually at
least make it to lunch

before he starts hounding me.

Cut him a little
slack today, OK?

It's the anniversary
of Dr. Adamson's death.

That's sad.

But it's still no reason
to take it out on me.

I'm just saying.

- Dr. Mohan?
- Samira, please.

I just wanted to apologize.

When my phone went off earlier,
that was really unprofessional.

Don't sweat it. Trust me.

We need to laugh.

Otherwise, we'd
never stop crying.

Thank you.

Besides, with all the craziness

that comes through
here every hour,

nobody cares or notices.

Got an unresponsive
unhoused man coming in.

Might be a good teaching
case, Funky Music.

Let's go.

Caucasian male,

approximately 60
to 70 years old,

found unresponsive. No
signs of trauma, no ID.

On three.

One, two, three.

Oof. Did you take anything?

I smell the alcohol from here.

This guy's wearing
the spring, summer,

and fall collection.

Oh! Whoa!

- Jesus, uh...
- Oh, oh, oh!

What the...

Oh!

Uh, what's wrong?
What's going on?

Patient tested
positive for rats.

No.

If it matters, I
only counted three.

Oh, there goes one.

Because your son tested
positive for THC,

the psychoactive
ingredient in cannabis,

we're going to have to
admit him for overnight

observation and monitoring.

And what about his brain?

Is there a chance that much
pot is going to do some damage?

He's only four.

The honest answer
is we don't know.

There haven't been
any long-term studies,

but the fact that this
is a one-time occurrence

suggests that there should
be no long-term effects.

But you don't know.

So my son could end up
with learning disabilities,

psychiatric problems, or
even autism because of this.

There's no evidence to
suggest any of that.

Hello. I'm Kiara Alfaro.

I'm the department
social worker.

Kiara will help you
navigate the next steps.

What steps?

Well, a case like this

requires mandatory
reporting to child services

- and sometimes law enforcement.
- No.

Why... why do you have
to involve the police?

It's a controlled substance.

They're not taking my kid away.

- They were pot gummies.
- No one's suggesting that.

Well, fuck your suggestions!
No one is touching my child!

In fact, we're leaving.

Well you... no, you
can't take your son.

He could stop breathing.
He could have a seizure.

- I will observe him at home.
- Amanda, please.

- Fuck off, Drew.
- Get security.

If you can't cooperate,

I'm going to have
to ask you to leave.

Amanda, please. He
needs to stay here.

And you need to get
a fucking hotel.

Your son can't
leave the hospital,

but I can have you removed.

Don't you dare touch me.

Get out! All of you!

Mrs. Jones, I know this
is scary and stressful.

Oh, fuck you! Fuck
you! This is my son.

My son! And nobody
is touching him!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's going on?

- How can I help you?
- By backing the fuck off!

Mom's worried about
a CYF investigation.

- Amanda, just calm down!
- OK, OK, OK, enough!

This is a hospital.

This isn't "The
Jerry Springer Show."

Ma'am, nobody's trying
to take your child,

so why don't you
stay here with him

while your husband talks to
our social worker outside

and straightens all this out?

Well, I don't want him
speaking for me and my son.

Well, it is either you or him.

Your son is not leaving,
but you can be escorted out

and even arrested if
you refuse to cooperate.

Nobody wants that.

So you tell us. What
do you want to do?

- I'm staying with my son.
- OK, great.

You do that.

We all on the same page here?

Thank you, Olsen.

- You know where to find me.
- You OK?

Yeah, we got this.

- All good.
- It's all yours.

Mrs. Jones, we just
have a couple things.

Everything all right out there?

Yeah, just another
day in paradise.

- How are you feeling?
- Better.

- Where's David?
- He left.

He said he had to
get back to school.

Oh.

Um, maybe you could
try calling him,

get him to come back.

What's going to
happen to him if I do?

Hopefully he'll be willing
to talk to somebody.

- Will you talk to him?
- I can try.

I don't think he
wanted to talk to me.

Have you shared with anyone

about the writings
of his you found?

No.

I didn't know who to tell.

I just don't want
to see him get hurt.

Neither do we.

It's just going
straight to voicemail.

Maybe if you can text him.

He's not texting back.

Oh, I'm sorry about all this.

It's OK, it's OK.

What are you doing for
David is very brave.

I'm his mother.

I'll do anything to protect him.

Do you think he
would hurt anyone?

No.

But...

I'm sure a lot of
parents felt that way

before their children
did unspeakable things.

Does he have any
history of violence?

Has he ever been in any trouble?

No, never.

He's very quiet.

And he takes great care of me.

He... he's struggled
with his father's death.

We both have.

Flight is ten minutes out
with an electrocution.

OK, grab Collins.
I'll be right there.

Keep trying to reach him.

If you do, have
someone come find me.

- OK?
- OK.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

- You got some good news for me?
- I sure do.

There are two rooms
in ICU being cleaned.

- They'll be ready by now.
- Great.

And I got bagels in the lounge.

Nice job. Thank you.

- Is it true?
- You have to be more specific.

Are there rats in the ED?

Uh, apparently, if
somebody already snitched.

Do you know how bad this looks?

One more reason to
shutter this place.

Only the emergency
department admits rats.

Emergency department
would never admit rats,

unless they had the
right insurance.

Did you catch any of them?

One, and I charged
him for a full visit.

I'm glad you think
this is funny.

I'm sorry that you don't.

Did you call an exterminator?

He's waiting on
a second opinion.

You're pushing your luck today.

Don't worry. Last I heard,

they were headed
for the cafeteria,

so they should be
dead within the hour.

OK.

- I'll be here all week.
- Or maybe not.

Drug-seeking woman
kicked off the city bus

for disrupting and
disturbing passengers.

I called 911!

She's been screaming
for narcotics nonstop.

We found an empty Percocet
bottle filled five days ago.

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

She's been uncooperative

and combative since
we picked her up.

Get off her. Let her go.

Stop fighting.

Calm the fuck down, or
I'm calling the cops.

My meds at home aren't working!

Please, I have sickle cell!

OK, stop. Everybody stop.

Stop!

What's your name?

It's Joyce. It's
Joyce St. Claire.

Joyce, is this your
sickle cell pain?

- Yes!
- 10 milligrams of IV morphine.

- You really want 10?
- Yes.

Repeat it in five
minutes if needed.

And she needs a Dilaudid drip.

This is a vaso-occlusive crisis!

I'm so sorry this happened.

You're going to be OK now.

You're safe here.

Come on.

You're going to be
safe here. I promise.

Just breathe. OK?

Live wire hit his left forearm,

shocked him once for v-fib.

- Was there a power pole down?
- No, abandoned factory.

We found bolt
cutters at his side.

Got electrocuted.

Was he trying to steal copper?

Most likely.

Powerline fried his arm,

and the current through his
whole body stopped his heart.

Ready?

Steady, lift.

Add a myoglobin and
a CK to the labs.

Two liters normal
saline wide open.

Dr. Santos, what are
we worried about?

Um, rhabdomyolysis
from tissue damage

can kill the kidneys, ongoing
risk of cardiac irritability.

- Excellent.
- AP pads in place.

Guy fell off a telephone pole?

- No, he was on a platform.
- Boring.

Cut into a live wire.

Tense ventral compartment.

Set up the STIC
pressure monitor.

V-fib.

- All right, charge to 300.
- Charge to 300.

Am I running this or are you?

- Sorry, reflex response.
- Clear.

Ah, fuck!

Sorry.

So what... what happened?

I bought it for my
girlfriend's dog.

I work nights, and
he yaps all day long.

And when I woke up,
I was wearing it.

Stupid bitch!

Sorry, sorry.

I think she must
have used Krazy Glue.

Yeah, it, um, it looks that way.

Have you tried
removing the batteries?

Of course. She
glued the case shut.

All right, I think we have
a couple options, Gary.

Um, we can try to find a
solvent that will dissolve

or at least soften the glue
enough for you to peel it off

without taking
your skin with it.

Or, um...

- Dr. Javadi?
- Um...

I... I guess your skin cells
on your neck will naturally

slough off and you should just
be able to remove it in time.

- How much time?
- Um, couple of weeks, maybe.

Couple weeks?

I think this guy's got scurvy.

What is he, a pirate?

No, he's an unhoused man

who lives almost exclusively
on dollar store ramen.

There's perifollicular
hemorrhage, gingivitis,

bleeding gums, and, um, yeah,

no fruit or vegetables
in his diet.

I suppose that could do it

as long as you've
ruled out piracy.

No parrot, no peg leg,
doesn't reek of sweat and rum?

Well, now that you mention
it, there was a smell.

Probably a pirate.

Tell him to pick
up some vitamin C

next time he docks
at a dollar store.

I can't tell if you're joking.

No, Captain Scurvy's got
a vitamin C deficiency.

Cheapest way to fix it is
with a daily supplement.

Captain Scurvy is another joke.

- I'd like to think so.
- It's a good one.

Dr. Langdon, Dr. King,
this is Arthur Carlson

from Children,
Youth, and Families.

He'd like to speak to the
parents of Tyler Jones.

Right, right.

Uh, Mel, would you mind showing
him to Kiara and the family?

Mm. Yeah, right this way.

- Beto?
- Hello, Doctor.

- What are you doing here?
- I'm working day shifts now.

Didn't you retire a
couple of years ago?

No.

- I have to work today.
- Right.

Right. Just stay
right here, OK?

I... I have a lot
of cleaning to do.

Yeah, no, I'll be
just one second.

Hey, Doc, Doc! How
about a sandwich?

Sure, Earl. Turkey,
no egg salad.

I got you. Just
give me one minute.

So Beto said he's working here?

Yeah, he just started wandering.

Fortunately, he always
winds up back here.

He thinks he still
works in the ED.

I called his family.

They usually pick him
up after a few hours.

Really?

Yeah. It gives them a break.

And look at him. He's
talking to people,

feeling useful,
getting some exercise.

Hell, I wish I was that happy.

You think he's any
good at catching rats?

- Stop.
- Oh, Earl wants a sandwich.

He always wants a sandwich.

Hey, check it out.

I got my kids a puppy.

Cute. Hope that
wasn't your idea.

- Why?
- Seriously?

You really think your wife

needs anything else
to take care of?

- Abby loves dogs.
- I love penguins.

It doesn't mean I want
to take care of one.

I'm pretty sure it's
illegal to own a penguin.

Pretty sure you're
missing the point.

The point is Tanner promised

he would take care of it.

A four-year-old? Yeah, OK.

How's she doing?

Still breathing
after 20 of morphine.

How's the pain, Joyce?

A little better.

We've ordered an
exchange transfusion.

Mm. Figured I needed that.

What's your normal
regimen at home?

90 of extended-release
morphine every 12 hours

and oxycodone for
breakthrough pain,

but it wasn't working.

Starting IV Dilaudid
of four an hour.

You can press this button
if you need a little extra.

That only works once an hour,
though, so don't go crazy.

- Could I confer with you?
- Yeah.

You seem surprised
by the opioid dosage.

- It seemed a little high.
- So was her pain.

How do you know she's
not drug-seeking?

You can't fake a
hemoglobin of 6.

Do you know what sickle cell
crisis does to the body?

Blood cells get caught and
plug up your capillaries

and deprive all your
cells of oxygen.

It's been described as an
electrical stabbing pain

that feels like it's
breaking your bones

and flushing glass
through your body.

I never thought of it like that.

Little empathy goes a long way

with those suffering
in real pain.

- Yeah.
- Don't worry.

You'll get good at
spotting the fakers,

and half the time,
all those people need

is someone to really listen
to them and hear their story.

Mm-hmm.

Interior compartment
pressure is 49.

Burn caused massive swelling.

What does he need, Dr. Santos?

Fasciotomy, but he still
has a radial pulse.

Pressure would have to be
over 100 to lose the pulse,

and at that point,
he'd lose the arm.

49 is enough to destroy
all the nerves and muscles

in a matter of hours.

- Compartment pressure's 49?
- Yeah.

I'm going to make the
initial incision down here.

Ortho can finish
it up in the OR.

Good plan. I'll let them know.

- Hey, Robby.
- Always good to see you, Fred.

- How do you like my rock star?
- She's pretty good.

She has a great teacher.

Sterile gloves for Dr. Santos.

Oh, we don't teach forearm
fasciotomies to our residents.

What if she's all
alone somewhere someday

with no backup?

This is the path to
avoid the median nerve

and all major vessels.

Maybe just watch the first time.

She'll hold the blade, I'll cut.

10 blade to Dr. Santos.

We'll start proximal.

How much pressure?

Just about this much.

Mm-hmm.

Through the skin and sub-Q.

Good.

How they making out?

They're still talking.

- You OK?
- Yeah, for sure.

I just... I hate seeing
families torn apart.

Oh, they'll be fine.

- How can you be sure?
- They're white.

Probably get off with
a slap on the wrist.

If they weren't, she'd
probably lose her child

and he'd end up
going to jail, but...

Sorry, I did a
fellowship in cynicism.

You sure you're OK?

100%. I'm just going
to get some air.

I am a savage, classy, bougie,

ratchet, sassy, moody, nasty.

I am a savage...

I need help!

I got shot.

Can you guys help?

What's your name?

Alex.

OK, Alex, let me take a look.

It fucking hurts.

Oh, I know. All right.

We're going to take
good care of you.

- Yeah.
- You guys got it?

Let me get you up here, Alex.

I got you.

I have an abdominal GSW

in the ambulance
bay, code trauma now.

GSW just got dumped by
a homeboy ambulance.

- You got this?
- Yeah, go.

2 grams of Ancef.
Ortho's on their way.

Systolic's only 80.
14 gauge left AC.

We got two units of whole blood

going on the rapid infuser.

Call the OR.
We'll be right up.

Lungs up.

Do you take
medications every day?

- Any allergies?
- No.

Morrison's is full of
blood. You see that?

- Yeah.
- Tore up his liver.

- What's his name?
- Alex.

Alex, you've lost
a lot of blood.

You need to go to
surgery right away.

Am I going to die?

Not now that I'm here.

Spoken with the
humility of a surgeon.

OR's ready. How's he doing?

- BP is coming up a bit.
- Let's go.

- Can you call my mom?
- Yep.

- She's the "ICE" on my cell.
- Of course, of course.

So he didn't have
to wait for an OR?

No, we're a trauma center.

We always keep one OR
stocked and ready to go.

Well, that's awesome!

What... what happens if there
are multiple traumas needing OR?

We get a lot busier.

Mr. Milton, I'm sorry.

We had to move
you into the hall.

I know it gets pretty
chaotic and noisy out here.

Mr. Milton?

Hey, hey, Bennet,
wake up for me.

Oh, shit, shit, shit. Um,
I need a little help here!

Help!

When did you check on him last?

I don't know, around
half an hour ago at most.

- I was waiting on labs.
- What's going on?

It's my gallstone
guy. You saw his EKGs.

Unknown downtime. He was
sleeping in the hall.

Crash cart, let's go!

I got it.

Hold compressions.

Asystole.

Resume compressions, amp of epi.

Slower, slower
tempo, slower tempo.

- Should I intubate?
- No. Drop an LMA.

We don't want to
hold compressions.

Pupils are fixed and dilated.

He's been down a long time.

How we doing in here?

So much better.

Dr. Mohan, this is
my wife, Ondine.

Dr. Samira Mohan. Nice
to meet you, Ondine.

- Thank you for helping her.
- Of course.

And, again, I'm so sorry
about how you were treated

when you first arrived.

Not everyone who works here

is accustomed to dealing
with sickle cell.

We will be doing
everything possible

from here on in to
manage Joyce's crisis.

In the meantime, can
I get you anything?

I'm fine.

- Ondine?
- No, thank you.

OK. Well, have the
nurses come find me

if you need anything.

Take slow, deep
breaths for me, Ian.

They ordered a neb, 5
albuterol, 125 solumedrol.

All right.

Keep an eye on him and
present to Dr. Langdon.

- OK.
- OK, great.

I'll see you back in triage
once he settles down.

Yeah.

OK, let's take this off.

All right, hang in there, Ian.

This should really
help your asthma.

How can I help you, hon?

Um, I'm looking
for Dr. Langdon.

Yeah, let me see where he is.

Dr. Langdon, we
have a med student

at Central looking for you.

Copy that. He's
headed this way.

Thanks.

Hey, Crash.

You missed a pretty
cool fasciotomy.

I'm not sure I'd be describing

a fasciotomy as cool.

You would if you were
the one who did it.

How's it going out in
the arrivals lounge?

Do you know anything
about Dr. McKay?

I've been here for
less than two hours.

I don't know anybody,
including you.

I thought you were some
kind of kid genius.

I'm like any other
third-year med student.

Clearly.

Hey, I'm just trying
to break the ice.

I'm not trying to annoy you.

And yet, you're still
calling me Crash

when I asked you not to.

Really? You're still on that?

Still on that.

Yep. OK, sorry.

I had no idea genius
was so sensitive.

But I get it. Big
brain, big feelings.

Makes total sense.

I'll try to be softer.

We switch out every few minutes.

- You can take a break.
- I'm fine.

Hold compressions.

Still in asystole.

Resume compressions.

Should we shock him?

You don't shock asystole.

It could be fine v-fib.

- Not a chance.
- OK.

Uh, when was his last epi?

- Three minutes ago.
- OK.

Well, ACLS says every three
to five minute, right?

- So let's push another round.
- Fine.

Robby, Mr. Spencer's adult
children are asking for you.

And the parents of Nick Bradley,

the fentanyl overdose, also
want to speak with you.

OK.

Three rounds of epi
and then call it.

Mr. Spencer's maxed
out on BiPAP, 25 on 10.

- Sats?
- Not great, High 80s.

Hi. I heard you
wanted to talk to me.

Yeah. That alarm
kept going off.

Yeah. Why don't
we step outside?

The alarm is for low oxygen.

Does he need more
of that, um, BiPAP?

I'm afraid that's
as high as we go.

So the decision at
this point is...

We want you to put our father
on the breathing machine.

Even though that goes
against his desires

to not be intubated?

We're not ready to let go yet.

And if your father is?

He was a stubborn son of a bitch

who would never have
given up on either of us.

We're not giving up on him.

You're absolutely
certain you want

to put your father through this
after everything I've told you?

I may have to honor
his advanced directive.

No, you have to honor our
durable power for health care.

If not, we can talk to
your hospital attorney.

Jereme, you're on
board with this?

Yeah, I guess so.

OK. You can sit with
him until we're ready.

- And when will that be?
- Momentarily.

Please don't tell me

you're going to
intubate that poor man.

It's what the family wants.

So what? They want
to torture him?

I explained all that.

If I co-sign, you can
override their durable power.

They're threatening to go
to the hospital attorney.

Let them. Call the
Ethics Committee.

They'll agree with us.

No, no, you're probably right.

But we don't have
that kind of time.

We are stuck.

- What are you talking about?
- Shit.

What?

I got to go tell those parents

their 18-year-old
son is brain-dead.

- Want me to come with you?
- No, It's OK.

What are you going to say?

I'm going to say
that it's likely,

but we still need
to do an apnea test

and a cerebral perfusion study.

There's no cranial
nerve activity.

- Those people need some hope.
- False hope.

- Hope is hope.
- Is it?

What, are we praying
for miracles today?

They need time to process

before they can accept
what's happening.

You ever consider
taking that advice?

Physician, heal thyself.

Don't you have patients?

No, no, no, no, no, no.
People wake up from comas.

You can wake him up.

You can do that. You
can... you can shock...

you can... you can
shock him back.

Nick.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Nick.

Please, no!

No change.

No pericardial effusion,

no tension pneumothorax,
no cardiac activity.

Try calcium. Could
be hyperkalemia.

No, his potassium was normal.

- Ready to call this?
- Not yet.

Dr. Robby said
three rounds of epi.

It's time. Let's
push another amp.

This one could do it.

OK.