"Charlie, come back to me." "One more time." "All clear." "Alex, please!" "I will stay away from him, I swear." "Just please, please, please, please, let him live." "'Cause you've brought me back to life." "Twice now, right?" "They're probably at the Fellowship Awards." "Tonight, we honor two of our own." "Doctors Maggie Lin and Alex Reid." "Nothing bad is gonna happen, because I've got your back." "Hey." "You broke your promise." "It's time to pay up." " Can you tell me your name?" " Alex Reid." "And where you?" "What happened tonight?" "It was an award ceremony for surgeons, and I'm..." "A man tried to shoot my..." "I..." "I have to go." "I..." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey." "You took a fall." "Repeat these numbers for me, please. 7..." "No, no, no." "I have to find him." "Alex?" "Alex?" "Hey." "Charlie..." "have you seen him?" " No." " No." "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." "I'm fine." "Zach, have you seen him?" "Yeah, yeah." "He's over there." "He's back there." "Oh, my God." "Charlie?" " Charlie?" " Alex." "Oh, my God." "How come nobody's with you?" "Oh, I sent Zach away." "It's okay." "I'm okay." "The bullet went right through." "And Crenshaw?" "He's, uh, he's dead, Alex." "Cops got him." " Oh, my God." " He's gone." "This is not how I imagined the night going." "Yeah, tell me about it." "I had some...some big plans for after the dinner." "Oh, yeah?" "What are you talkin' about?" "Well, let's just say the, uh, rose petal-covered suite at the Fairmont's gonna make someone from housekeeping very, very angry." "Charlie." "Surprise." "Oh..." "You know what?" "I was gonna... do this another time," " but it's been quite a night." " What are you doing?" "And, uh, why not?" "Can you, uh, can you hold that for me?" "Here." "You know, I've been... wanting to do this for a long time, Alex." "You're all I've ever wanted." "Doctor?" "I am so sorry, excuse me." "My name's Grace." "I was working and..." "I saw you win your award." "Congratulations." "Thank you." "Um..." "Aren't you... are you okay?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm freaked..." "I'm a little freaked out." "Yeah, no." "Well, you know, maybe." "I need a subway." "If you could just point me towards the subway." "Sure." "Um, Grace are you sure that you're okay?" " I just wanna go home." " You seem like..." "I don't feel great." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Okay, okay, Grace." "Just lay down, all right?" " All right, Grace?" " I don't feel great." "I wanna go home." "Okay, Grace." "Okay." "Gunshot wound!" "We need some help over here!" "Oh, this is good." "I'll just stay here." "Stay with us, stay with us." "Left side, lower rib cage." "9th, maybe 10th interspace." "Probably hit the intercostal artery." "We gotta stop this bleed." "This'll have to do." "Sorry, Grace." "Let's get her in the bus!" "Here we go, Grace." "Oh, please don't leave me." "That's not really a possibility right now." "Let's go, let's go!" "Charlie?" "I'll be fine." "Get out of here." "Go." "Let's go, let's go!" "Stay with me, Grace." "All right, honey?" "Listen to my voice." "We're gonna take good care of you." " Pressure's dropping." "Push ringers." " I'm on it." "When people said that catering was a shitty job, they weren't kidding." "Okay, oxygen." "Come on, where is it?" "Grace, I need you to stop talking and breathe, all right?" "Just breathe for me." "That's all you gotta go." "You know, this is funny." "My mother..." "All right, all right, we'll contact her right away." "Just keep this on, all right?" "That's all you have to do." "Just breathe and listen to my voice." "How we doing?" "Seriously." "I am so unlucky." "Grace, look at me." "Look at me, honey." "Look at me." "I don't believe in luck." "Okay?" "Okay, Grace, we're here." "We're gonna lower you down, all right?" "Everything is going to be okay." "Come on, let's go!" "There's no time." "You're gonna be all right, okay?" "We've got you." "Mag." "That was quick." "We were right behind you." "What's going on?" "28-year-old female, GSW, left axillary line." " Can you run a FAST?" " Yeah." "How's Charlie?" "He's okay." "I can't think about that right now." "All right, Grace, I'm gonna need you to calm down, all right?" "Calm down for me." "Take a breath." "I'm gonna take my finger out and put a stitch in this." "3, 2, 1... go." "Extraocular movement is normal." "Reflexes are brisk." "Okay, fluid in the pericardial and peritoneal cavity." "There it is." "Bullet is resting right by the aorta." "Grace, honey, focus on me, okay?" "Look at me." "There you go." "I like that tattoo." "Tell me about it." "What is so special about February 7th, huh?" "That's the first time I got shot." "That's why it's so funny." ""February 7, 2014."" ""Rival gang members open fire in a busy commuter walkway."" "I know, and almost killed Charlie and I in the process." "Alex, you and Grace were at the same random shootings two years apart." "Talk about a connection." "It's actually..." "It's creepy." "Let's prep her for an emergency lap and hope like hell there's no damage to her colon." "Yeah, not to mention her spleen, pancreas, and stomach..." "Holy hell." "Is that a ring?" "Uh, yes." "Another time, my friend." "Can you prep her for surgery?" "I gotta talk to the mother." "Mrs. Summerville?" " Yes." "Are you the doctor?" " Mm-hmm." "Where's my daughter?" "She's been brought up to an operating room." "She's okay, right?" "I mean, she's going to be okay?" "Well, she is in serious condition." "Why don't you have a seat?" "No, I'm good." "I just... just tell me." "Okay, well, Grace has suffered a gunshot wound." "And the bullet has caused damage in her abdomen." "The bullet." "Another bullet." "You know, honestly, when I got the call," "I thought it was some kind of sick joke." "You and your daughter seem to have the same sense of humor." "Um..." "I need a priest." " A priest?" " Yeah." "A priest." "I mean, I can't go through this again." "There's gonna be somebody I can talk to to..." "Yes, of course." "I'll find someone." "She didn't deserve this, okay?" " Any of it." "She's..." " No." "No." "No one does." "As soon as we know anything, all right?" "Okay." "If you'll excuse me." "How's he doing?" "If glass is made from sand, how come you can see through it?" "How much morphine did you give him?" " All of it." " Hey, baby." " Hey." " Hi." "I've got Sekara running triage." "It's not really filling me with confidence." " You got him?" " Okay." "Yeah, yeah." "We're good." "Okay, as soon as imaging opens up," " we'll get him right in there." " See if I have any fractures." "I'm more worried about your spirits." "Oh, when the spirits are willing, maybe, but the flesh is weak." "Charlie, seriously, is there anybody here that we need to worry about?" "No." "No, uh, no Crenshaws in the house." "But, um, I'm okay, 'cause I got a morphine drip." "I got my ex-wife waiting on me hand and foot." "And Jackson's bringing me nachos." "I'm all good." "You go save that girl." "Right." "Crap, it's the sitter." "She saw the news and she's freaking out." " I'll..." "I'll call her." " No, no, no, no, I'll do it." "You just try to stay in this dimension, okay?" "Okay, before you do anything," "I want you to stop by the lab and make sure those Fellowship cocktails are out of your system, okay?" "Of course." "Call the sitter, pee in a cup, find a priest." " Williams." " Hey." " Oh, you came back in." " Oh." "Oh, great, great." "I came back in as soon as I heard." "Yeah." "Oh, good." "You know, hey." "You get to stand around with the rest of us worried schmucks, right?" "You know, human component aside, would've been helpful if a few more people got shot." "What?" "No." "I'm not talking about a bloodbath..." " Dr. Kinney." " No, I just..." "God, I was kidding." "Right?" "Joking." "It was just that we all came running back in to help and there's nothing to do." "Bed 3." "Guy's been waiting for a plastics consult" " for over an hour." " Thank you, Storms, for being the slowest surgeon on the planet." "Come on, let's go." "We're up." "25-year-old Dustin..." "Meyer." "Hey, Dustin." "You can call me Dr. Dustiny." "Um... yeah, that's not gonna happen." "You wanna tell us what you did?" "Fell off the stage." "Oh." "Ow." "Um... let's take a look here, shall we?" "So, Dustin, you're a... dancer?" "Stripper." "Yeah." "Down at Lumberjaxxx." "And that's with, uh, three X's." "Yeah." "Looks like a subcutaneous extrusion of an implant through the fascia." "What does that mean?" "What-what happened to my ass?" "Um, the force of the impact caused a fascial tear, and your gluteal implant herniated." "Your, uh, your-your fake butt flipped." "So, just... unflip it." "What?" "You-you guys can fix this, right?" "Blood work all checks out." "Looks like you dodged a bullet." "You know what I mean." "You're gonna be fine." "It's not me I'm worried about." "It's that girl." "Could you get that for me?" "That could be the sitter." "Other pocket." "Other pocket." "Charlie Harris' phone." "You won a cruise." "Hang up." "What?" "It could be a great honeymoon." "Better than that disastrous one that we spent at Niagara Falls with that heart-shaped bed that wouldn't stop vibrating." "Well, I guess it did distract us from the ant problem." "So the suspense is killing me." "What did she say?" "We didn't get that far." "You're worried she's gonna say no." "You are such a guy, Charlie... in a good way." "She's gonna say yes." "Yeah, what makes you say that?" "Because I've seen the way that she looks at you and..." "I know that look." "Dawn?" "What?" "I can't feel my hand." "Oh, come on." ""Back in 20"?" "Damn it!" "Hey, hey." "Excuse me." "You do know you're in a chapel, right?" "Yeah, sorry." "I was looking for the hospital chaplain." "Have you seen him?" "Uh, no." "And good luck with that, 'cause I'm here all the time and I've yet to meet the man, so..." " Great." " What was your name?" "Alex Reid." "Emmanuel Palmer." "Vascular." "Endovascular." "Interventional radiology." "I heard about the shooting, so I..." "So you came here to pray." "But before I became a doctor I was, uh, in the seminary." "So you're a priest?" "Uh, a failed one." "I dropped out." "Close enough." "Come with me." "Why'd you drop out of the seminary?" "Uh, long story." "Whose pee is that?" "That's her." "Yeah." "Can kinda tell by the thousand-yard stare." "Oh, Jackson." "You headed to the lab?" "With bells on, Dr. Reid." " Put a rush on this for me." " Okay." "Mrs. Summerville:" "I just need her to be okay." "I'll sit with her, do what I can." "She's in good hands, okay?" "So it doesn't matter if she's awake, right?" "I mean, it still counts?" "She'll be absolved?" " Yeah." " What's going on?" "Uh, Ruth here has asked me to deliver Last Rites to her daughter." "Ruth, why do you think she's gonna die?" "Because she's cursed, and I-I wanna be sure." " You're gonna do it, right?" " We're not there yet, Ruth." " Okay, you don't understand..." " I promise you." "If things don't go well in that surgery, there will be time for that." "But right now I'm gonna go in that room, and I'm gonna save your daughter's life." "So your implant is hidden in the gluteal crust." "Sounds like something you get at Pizza Hut." "Which means, unfortunately, until the swelling goes down, we're not able to operate on you, Dustin, so..." "No." "Nobody calls me Dustin." "Well, I'm not calling you "Doctor."" "Look, why don't you go home, sit on some ice?" "When everything settles, you come back in, we'll repair the implant." "Yeah, but how long until I get my butt back?" "It could be several weeks." " No dancing, obviously." " Dude." "Guys..." "Dancing's all I've got." "No show, no dough." "You have no idea what it's gonna be like to be sidelined for so long." "No, actually, Dr. Kinney is coming off of a leave of absence herself, so..." "Sorry." "Not in your stars." "Hey." "Excuse me." "I'm sorry." "Just, um..." " Sorry." " Sorry." "Um, Dr. Kinney..." "I have never understood the appeal of strip clubs, you?" " I..." " You know, apparently, some of them actually serve food." "Can you imagine?" "I mean, $10.99 for a steak sandwich and a face dance?" "There is not enough hand sanitizer in the world." "Uh..." "What?" "Everything-everything okay?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "No." "Were we thorough enough in there?" "We didn't exactly run through the checklist manifesto." "Keep it in your pants, Williams." "Book him a follow-up in three weeks and discharge him." "And, you know, next time you get the urge to share a personal tidbit of mine with a patient, do me a favor... don't." "Can I get more suction?" "I could really use my eyes here." "More suction here, too." "Amazing she was walking around after being shot." "Bullet must've only grazed the aorta." "There's just minor bleeding from the gastrocolic vessels." "First bit of luck this girl's had." "Yeah." "Long Metz." "I'm gonna incise the reptroperitoneum and find that bullet." "Whoa!" "Bleeder!" "Spoke too soon." "There must be a tear in the aorta." "Reptroperitoneum must've been tamponading the injury." "Until we opened her up." " Doctor Sharpe!" " Already on it." "Pushing more blood." "Can somebody get that?" "I'll need an aortic clamp and a 4-0." "" " Dr. Reid?" "What?" "The lab." "You're clear to operate." " Oh, good thing." " Screw that bullet." "I'm gonna cross clamp the aorta at the diaphragm." "Give us more time to find the tear." "And then suture it closed." "But once I cut off the blood supply, she's got maybe five minutes before her other organs shut down." " Five minutes?" " Clamp." "Three minutes since the aorta's been clamped." "No other bleeds that I can see." "That's what I like to hear." "Where is it?" "Come on." "Come on!" "There it is above the left renal artery." "Needle driver." "Ready for the surgical version of the 100-meter dash?" " Whew." " 1 minute 40 seconds left." "So... about that ring." "Not really a good time, Maggs." "1 minute 34 seconds." "Really not helping." "Ah..." "And... we are done." "With several seconds that I am no longer counting to spare." "Sutures look good from here." "Let's get ready to ease off that clamp." "Keep an eye out for any other bleeders." "Preparing to remove clamp." "Let's hold our breath, everyone." "She may still have a leak." "Come on, Grace." "Holding." "Oozing a bit, though." "Dr. Sharpe, what's her Pro Time?" "Twice normal." "That liver does look cirrhotic." "She's at major risk for bleeding out." "I need to go talk to the mother." "Okay, I'll push clotting factors and FFP like crazy." "And when you get back, we're gonna talk about that ring." "Ruth?" "Grace is alive." "But she is having trouble clotting." "Does she have a liver disease that you're aware of?" "She was born Hep C positive." "It was because of me." "I had her when I was 17." "I was using whatever I could get my hands on." "You know, dirty needles." "I gave her up." "She had a good family." "They were good to her." "They took care of her." "And then I came back into her life, and I ruined everything." "I'm sure that's not true." "She found me a couple years ago." "You know, one of those agencies, and, uh..." "Right after we reconnected, she was shot." "For the first time." "Hey." "Hey, that's just a coincidence." "Every time." "Every time we get close, something bad happens." "Ruth, listen to me." "Luck's not in charge here." "I am." "Next few hours are critical, and we're doing everything we can to manage her bleeding." "Just hang in there and you will see her, all right?" "Dr. Dustiny?" "Oh, sorry." "Did I wake you?" "No, dude, it's cool." "I was just, uh, just resting my ass." "Little drowsy, I guess." "Your discharge papers." "Ah, you're kicking me out of here already, with an ass like the Elephant Man." " Just until the..." " Swelling goes down." "Yeah." "I know." "I know." "I'll get you some crutches before you head out." "Dustin, have you been using cocaine?" "What?" "Like recently?" "I'm not judging." "Everything you say in here is privileged." "I just celebrated five years sober." "Never dance without it." "It reminds me of messier times." "Right." "Could you have a cold, maybe?" "No." "Strike two, Doc." "In my line of work, you become immune to everything." "I'm like a kindergarten teacher." "Except my classroom is full of horny housewives" " pelting money at me." " Charming." "Yeah." "You don't ever feel exploited?" "No." "Men can't be exploited." "It's a scientific fact." "You know, it's not just about the money." "I like making people happy, always have." "I think I'm pretty good at it, too." "Oh." "See?" "All right, I should boogie." "I know what it's like when someone's hogging the champagne room." "Thanks." "Oh." "Ah..." "Dustin?" "Sorry, can you walk back towards me?" "You're zig-zagging." "Okay, I need you to lay down and, uh, tell me again exactly how you fell." "Dr. Kinney?" "Your patient in 3, can you move him out?" "I could use the bed." "And by "I," I mean Dr. Miller." "I would love to, but I don't have a patient in 3." "Your, uh, Magic Mike?" "I told Williams to discharge him." "You did?" "Of course you did." "Yes, 'cause, uh, she told me, and, uh, so I'll just go check..." " I'll get back..." " Sekara, why are you walking backwards?" "Is your ass broken, too?" " Hey." "What's going on?" " I can explain." " Please." " I was following a hunch, and I think Dr. Dustiny..." "I mean, Dustiny..." "Dustin..." "I think he has a skull fracture." "When he fell off the stage, he also fell onto his right ear, and his gait was affected." "And the clear liquid coming from his nose wasn't from drug use." " Brain fluid?" " Good catch, Cass." "Well, I need to check with Dr. Hamza to confirm, obviously." "So?" "What are you waiting for?" "Go follow your hunch." "All right, Charlie." "You have a bleed that is increasing the pressure, cutting off the circulation to your arm." "So what I'm going to have to do..." "You're going to thread the balloon through the catheter into my arm." "Once you find the bleed, you'll inflate the balloon, hope like hell the bleeding stops... any questions?" " Tough crowd." " Forgot my audience for a second." "Um, you know, you guys need to top me up." "This thing's really starting to kill." "Unfortunately, you are maxed out, my friend." " I'd like a second opinion." " He's right." "No more meds." "Well, you're no fun." "And you're not my friend." "Charlie doesn't have any friends." "Thank you, Dawn." "No, seriously, you guys," "I'm-I'm in a lot of pain here." "Have you tried mindful breathing, Charlie?" "Charlie's more of a old school kind of guy." "Old school kind of guy?" "Well, old school, meet new school." "This is what I call Zen surgery." "Dawn." "You won't even know I was here, Charlie." "Like I was a-a ghost." "The lights are getting brighter and I don't know what to do." "Well... well, don't do anything I wouldn't do." "Surgically speaking." "Well, do I go towards them or run like hell?" "You stay away." "Stay away from the carotid artery." "Oh, God." "Uh, Doc..." "Dr. Palmer?" "I'm having trouble controlling the artery." "I need to go towards the light." "The bleed must be bigger than we thought." "We need to get him to the O.R. now." " You wait." " No, I can't, Charlie." "We don't get you to the O.R. now, you may lose that arm." "Doc." "I'm a cardiac surgeon." "I don't need a babysitter for an arterial repair." "I wouldn't dream of it." "But another set of hands and eyes never hurts, right?" "And why should those hands and eyes belong to you?" "Just consider me your vascular parachute." "Oh." "No wonder I have you on nights." "All right, so what's the plan?" "We find the bleed, sew it up, save Charlie's arm." " And Plan "B"?" " There is no Plan "B."" "Plan "C" is you get too frisky in there, I turf you." "But how is there a Plan "C" if there's no Plan "B"?" "Well, you've obviously never operated with the Chief of Surgery before." "So was Nancy Drew right?" "No, you mean..." "Dr. Williams?" " Yeah." " Well, looks like you owe your resident a steak dinner." "Oh, I'm a vegetarian." "Oh." "Then an expensive chickpea salad." "Look, the fracture runs along the anterior skull base" " through his cribriform plate." " And if I'd sent him home?" "He probably wouldn't have made it to work Monday morning." "Well, he doesn't work mornings." "What?" "Just saying, he's a stripper." "This scan is from Bed 3?" "Your-your patient in Bed 3?" "No, no." "He needs an O.R. right away." "Yeah, that's why we're here." "When can you operate?" "Me?" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no." "My colleague, Dr. James..." "he'll do the procedure." "Mm-hmm." "You know him." "Well... back in the day, after Victor, before Jonathan," "I was a committed patron at his place of business." "I just..." "I-I never had you pegged for a-a Lumberjaxxx kind of guy, Shahir." "Hmm." "Yeah." "Dr. Dustiny." "Due to his obvious assets..." " and the whole doctor thing, that was..." " Mm-hmm." "He was one of my favorites." "You can still operate on him." "No, no." "No, I'm too close to this one." "You operated on Charlie twice." "Yeah, but that's different." "What I got up to at Jaxxx, it's not physically possible" " to get any closer..." " O-okay, yeah." "Just stop." "Shahir, you're the right man for this job." "Be his Shahiro, Dr. Hamza." "Yes." "Yes, I will do it." "But, Dana, I'll fix his head, but you better save that ass." " Shahir." " Hmm." "You're hurting me." "Okay, everybody get ready." "There's gonna be a lot of blood." "Should I, uh, be standing by with a mop?" " Oh!" " Oh, okay!" "Uh, I wasn't commenting on your technique, just the amount of blood loss." "It's not that." "It's-it's this arm." "Okay, it's not a bigger bleed." "It's a different pulsatile bleed altogether." "Sponges." "More, more." "I, uh, probably don't want to see this." "Yeah, me neither." "There." "Nice tux." "Yeah." "Guess I could say the same thing for you." "Mm." "Clever Concoctions." "Sorry?" "It's the catering company." "They own it." "Right." "I can help you with that bow tie." "Uh, you can't, actually." "Trust me, I've tried." "It's one of the many mysteries." "Well, it looks cool like that, too." " It's very Clooney." " Hmm." "Like you're at the end of a long wedding night." "Well, that's funny." "I actually proposed tonight." "It's to my doctor, isn't it?" "I saw you two at the dinner." "You know, the first time we were supposed to get married," "I, um... well, we got into a car accident, and I ended up in a coma for eight months." "And when I woke up, I could talk to, um..." "Dead people?" "Spirits." "And because of that, the second time we were supposed to get married," "I didn't show up." "Well, you know what they say." "Third time's a charm?" " You should show up." " Right." "Anyway, things haven't been, uh, all that great lately." "So, you decided to double down." "Put a ring on it." "Yeah, apparently I do that." "Well, can I see it?" "What?" "The ring." "Well, actually, she's got the hardware." "I just..." "I just have the fancy box." "Oh, Dr. Kinney, I wanted you to know that Dustin's surgery went off without a hitch." "And you what?" "You wanna gloat?" "It's not really my style." "I prefer a quiet, self-congratulatory smugness." "I wanted to apologize." "For what?" "Saving a patient's life?" "I'm the one who should apologize." "Oh, no." "No, there's no need." "Really." "I can't imagine what you've been through, Dr. Kinney." "Yeah, too much to take an ass implant seriously anymore, apparently." "Getting sick and-and... coming back, I..." "I'm having a hard time." "A hard time what?" "Believing in anything." "I just..." "Everything has changed, and I, um..." "It's just, it's scaring the hell out of me." "And, um, seeing how your hunches have been bang on today, Williams, tell me, what should I do?" "I don't know." "Right." "Thanks, kiddo." "Good talk." "Ruth?" "Where you going?" "Um, just gonna go get some air." "Don't leave." "I have to." "If the next few hours are critical," "I shouldn't be here." "Yes, you should." "Grace needs you." "She needs me to do what's right, and for the first time in my life, that's what I'm gonna do." "But you can't possibly think that this is the right thing to do." "So, what, you'd rather I just stay here and wait for something bad to happen again?" "Because I'm not gonna let it." "Ruth, none of this is your fault." "Yes, it is." "I can't explain it." "Some people, you put them together, and no matter how much they love each other, they just don't work." "They just don't." "And if you deny that, it's dangerous." "I don't believe that." "You have a child who needs you, and nothing else matters." "If you walk out that door, you're gonna regret it." "Don't do it." "Is it..." "No." "No, no." "Uh, it's another patient." "I'm sorry." "I've gotta go." "Dawn." "What's wrong?" "The arm has been bleeding for hours." "If I could just restore perfusion..." "The arm may be too far gone already." "You wanna amputate?" "Is that what you're telling me?" "No." "That's not an option." "All right, let's see where we're at." "Removing the clamps." "Come on, Charlie." "We have perfusion." "It's gonna be okay." "We may have saved the arm, but like I said, it's been bleeding for a while." "So you're saying you may not be able to operate again." "Let's not get ahead of ourselves." "Okay, let's tidy up and prepare to close." "Thank you." "How many more times can we do this?" "Well, look who's here." "You had us scared, Charlie." "I, um, I would've thought you'd have been used to that by now." "You in pain?" "Not anymore." "You know, I've been trying to put this hunk of junk on your finger for years." "You didn't think I'd forget?" "No." "Charlie?" "The light's too bright." " Charlie, what's going on?" " Oh, no." " I just wanted to say goodbye." " What?" "What is it?" "Alex, where's Grace?" "She's in recovery." "Her mother's with her." " No, she's not." " She's fine." "No." "You need to go to her now." " Charlie." "Charlie, I was just with her." " Alex..." " She's fine!" " Go to her." "I'm really scared." "Go now." "Ruth." "I should've gone." "You made me stay." "She's gone." "My baby's gone." "I am sorry." "I am so sorry." "I killed her." "No!" "So can we officially call this the calm after the storm and make out?" "Well, we have been up for 36 hours, so... that might be the only way we can stay awake." "Hey, whoa." "Oh, jeez." "Come in!" "Am I interrupting?" " No, no." " Kind of." "Dawn, um..." "I need a minute." "All right, well, I should probably get to the E.R." "You know, emergencies and whatnot." "This seems serious." "Look, uh... you have been amazing to me through my entire illness." "Are you quitting?" "No." "Thank God." "But..." "Dawn, I have changed." "And-and I need to be the doctor to fit that change." "I'm not following." "I'm not really sure myself." "But I-I need to..." "In the time that I have left," "I need to make it count." "I want to re-certify... as a trauma surgeon." "I want to save lives, not bums." "You wanna go back to school at your age?" "Careful, careful." "Watch the ageism, Chief." "Dana, residency." "You-you would be rounding with the newbies, covering call every other night." " Think about it." " I'm up for all of it." "So what?" "You expect me to just let you jump the queue?" "I think I've earned that right, yes." "Dana, with all due respect, you wouldn't last a month as a resident." "You wanna bet?" "Hmm?" "Come on." "Really?" "You're so sure?" "Put your money where your mouth is, Chief." "Name your stakes." "Give me a consult." "Anything." "I don't have anything." "What about that guy?" "He has an STI that he didn't get from his wife." "Mm, he's clutching his abdomen." "That's because she slugged him there." " Congratulations, by the way." " Why?" " Fellowship Award." " I'd completely forgotten." "Yeah, the night did take a turn." "When I woke up this morning, I thought," ""Maggie, you've arrived."" ""You're accepting your Fellowship Award,"" ""and your cancer study is gonna save the world."" "And then Charlie got shot, and that poor girl's..." "And I don't get to care about any of it." "Okay, what you just said, all of that's still true, no matter what happened today." "The man I might be in love with is happy." "Genuinely happy." "With a woman that I really like." "And I lost a patient today... a sweet girl whose luck ran out." "This isn't what arrived is supposed to feel like." "Good night." "Without a doubt, craziest night of my life." "I'm still buzzing." "Yeah, well, saving lives will do that." "Mm." "News travels fast." "Yeah, sorry, I'm not exactly Jaxxx material." "Says who?" "You know, Jaxxx isn't the only club in the world." "Cassie, what are you doing?" "Somebody told me that men can't be exploited." "Oh!" "I wanna test that theory." "Maggie, hold on." "Just..." "I paid one of the medics to go back and grab it." "Congratulations, Maggie Lin." "You have arrived." "Thank you." " Good night." " Yeah." "Hey, beautiful." "Congratulations, by the way." ""The fault, Dear Brutus, is not in our stars,"" ""but in ourselves."" "Think Joel used to say that before he, uh, went into surgery." "Joel loved him some Shakespeare." "Yes, he did." "Pretentious little... whoo!" "Grace didn't make it, did she?" "No." "Must've thrown an embolus." "She was dead by the time I got there." "But you knew that already, didn't you?" "I just spent the better part of the night trying to convince a mother that she wasn't bad for her daughter, and I was..." "I was wrong." "How many times can you end up in a hospital bed?" "How many more miracles?" "One of these times you're not gonna wake up, and I..." "I can't..." "I can't bear that." "What are you saying?" "You think we're cursed?" "Alex, that's crazy." "Charlie... you talk to ghosts." "Don't talk to me about crazy." "And I..." "I love you." "I love you more than I've loved anyone in my entire life, but..." "But this?" "Us?" "We can't keep ignoring the signs." "There's a little boy... in his crib at home." "That's a sign." "And that ring on your finger, that's a sign, too." "Yeah." "I can't."