" i feel like a tourist." " part tourists." "i came here because it's nancy's favorite." "and judging by how often you come to visit me, i'd say that you are a tourist." "oh...never miss a birthday." "thank god for small favors." " so...troy." " yes,dad." "i am still taking the orthopedic residency, i am still straight,and i still root for the niners." "thank god for that." "you know,i remember when you could still smoke a cigar in here." "you know,i remember when you first let me have one." "i was 16." "whoa,you let her smoke?" "it was a different time." "what?" "she's like four years older than me." "that's before i quit for your mother." "uh,drinks all around?" " yeah?" " uh,not for me." "no,i got a shift on in an hour." "you know,honey,i worry about you out there." " i can handle myself,dad." " i don't doubt that." "and when you decided to take a year off,did i squawk?" "no." "not even when that one year turned into seven." "any father worries about his only daughter when she's out at hunters point at 3:00 a.m." "dad,i can get a cop faster than anybody." " god knows she probably has." " hey!" "quit it." "good. good." "disgusting." "happy birthday,dad." "happy birthday,dad." "cheers." "you know, getting old isn't... it's not so bad." "you're not getting old." "ah,spoken as only a young man could." "hey,how are you?" "that's the--the- -what exactly is his name?" " dimaggio." "dimaggio,hey. yeah.um.." "excuse me for a minute,please." "how come you're still trying to piss him off?" "i'm not." "believe it or not, most of my decisions these days have nothing to do with him." "okay." "why are you still sucking up to him?" "excuse me?" "could we get the check,please?" "oh,dr. carnahan's alrady taken care of it." "help!" "help me!" "the man has a will to live." "or he's really stoked for the workman's comp claim." "dude." "sorry." "why aren't you pulling him up?" "he won't let go." "he's got the scaffold in a death grip." "he might have a severed nerve." "help!" "help me!" "all right." "hey,can you hear me?" "what's your name,bud?" "roy." "okay,roy,i need you to try and let go." "i can't." "i just can't." "please,i don't wanna fall." "you're not gonna fall." "please." "but if you stay here, you're gonna bleed to death." "all right,now... one at a time,okay?" "i can't." "you can." "one finger at a time." "one,two,three." "i got you." "i need you to let go of my hand." " i can't." " all right." " i can't." " bring us up!" "okay,city,i've got a 36-year-old male with an arterial bleed." "find me dr. joe saviano!" "so i guess you aren't afraid of heights,huh?" "i'm starting to learn." "jeez,my wife's gonna kill me." "she bought me this shirt." "oh,i'm sure she'll give you a pass." "you don't know kaylee." "hey,joey,i got a 36-year-old male, he fell through a window." "he's got an arterial bleed in his right arm." "i'm running him on ns through a 14 gauge." "bp is 90 over 55,and dropping." " rabbit,open up his fluids." " i know,i know." "what's going on?" "god,he's falling he's going hypertensive." "he's lost some blood but not that much." "something's going wrong." "hey,roy!" "roy!" "what's on the monitor?" "what's happening,rabbit?" "no pulse." "this is not good." "rabbit,his rhythm?" "did you lose his pulse?" "rabbit?" "how far out are we?" "1.5 minutes out." "joe,this guy was fine,then went hypotense, now he's in cardiac artst,p.e." "i got him on bilateral ivs, i stopped the bleeding..it can't be that he said he's not on any medication,and he's got no allergies." "there's something wrong." "there's some kind of blockage the heart,the lungs." "it sounds like a pulmonary embolus,rabbit." "it doesn't look good." "we need the trauma team on stand-by for when we get to the helipad." "we'll have them there." "come on!" "when we gonna get there?" "we're one minute out,rabbit." " one minute out." " come on,roy!" "come on,man!" "how's he doing?" "he's not." "what?" "he coded." "happens sometimes." "you know,one moment he's fine,the next... i think he had some kind of blood clot in his lung." "or...nothing to do with the accident." "can't do anything about it." "nothing,huh?" "nothing." "not you,not me." "nobody." "you got that form?" "please?" "you doing okay?" "yeah." "i thought we had a save." "yeah,well... man,you just worked really hard,you know?" "to keep him alive. and then he codes,and... you're just acting like you're not even affected." "hey,it affects me." "i just deal with it,okay?" "how come you're not?" "i don't know." "i guess i'm just tired of it." "yeah?" "yeah." "whatever." "no." "no,no,no,not whatever." "god,i am so tired of you saying "whatever"!" "you know,rabbit, i am tired of you pretending like you don't care, like you're too cool to care, like you're just all numb, nothing affects you, you're just too cool for school." "well,you know what,i didn't come here to not give a damn." "god!" "you wanna know what's wrong with me?" "no,no,no.i don't." "i don't even remember that guy's name." "that is what's up with me." "the guy's name's roy." "hey,uh,doggie can't speak,but i think the drool says "fiercely hot."" "what are you even doing here,tyler, your shift is over." "i got a shift swap with freddy." "you are an overtime whore,you know that,right?" "but a very sexy one." " oh,yeah." " yeah." "come on,let's do this!" "* yeah * * i'm your boy * * the 20th century toy *" "* friends say it's fine,* * my friends say it's good * * everybody says it's * * just like rock and roll * * hey *" "* fly like a plane,* * drive like a car * * ball like a hen-- *" "you looking for someone new?" "hey,hey." "uh,thanks." "aw,man,don't be weird, you're a good partner." "just good?" "i mean,come on." "where do you stand on gay marriage?" "or do you lie down for it?" " hey." " or do you sit for it?" "i just wanna now what positi-- hey,knock it off,man." "knock it off." "please." "hey,let me ask you a personal question." "okay." "how much you make last month?" "including overtime?" "more than you." "oh,wait... way more than you." "blah." "right." "okay." "okay?" "that's...yeah." "cap?" "hey,tyler took a double shift and i wanna go with him." "god bless you." "he'll be hicidal in an hour." "wouldn't be fair to put him with someone else." "i agree." " hi." " hey,babe." "hey.where are you?" "i'm gonna take another shift." "well,it would've been nice to know this a little earlier." "yeah,i know,i'm sorry." "i just wanted to score some points with the boss." "well,it's not exactly scoring points with me." "i hear you." "you know what,it's--it's all right." "it's okay,baby." " i love you." " i love you too." "be safe,and tell tyler not to drive like a maniac." "yeah.i'll do that." "can't--can't feel 4g lips." "you're not supposed to run ivs,okay,but frankly you need the practice,babe." "you're gonna keep missing sticks." "if you're talking about that lady who was,like,103, her veins were like thread." "where is this?" "i am getting better,though." "you wanna see?" " let me show you." " no!" " let me see." " back off." "let me see your arm." "hey,hey little black book,huh?" "i wonder who makes your top ten list." "it's not what you think." ""needle cricothyrotomy"?" "i really worry about you,glenn." "can i have...can i... can i have that back. please?" "no way." "needle bore through the chest." " what is this?" " it's a wish list." "christmas will come soon enough." "i wanna go home." "infected belly button and an old lady with shingles." " second shift is a bust." " come in medic 78." "you jinxed us,man." "you opened your big mouth." "excuse me?" " no,not you." "shut up.medic 78." "unresponsive woman trapped in a home on russi ** 4220 green street." "structure compromised?" "unknown,engine and rescue crew on route." "medic 78 responding." "all right." "maybe we got some crush injuries,huh?" "i don't see any structural damage." "i wonder where she's trapped." "can you please hurry?" "all right,ma'am." "can you please stay outside?" "we don't know if this structure's stable." "oh,don't be ridiculous." "watch the paint." "don't you have shoe covers?" "shoe co--uh,no ma'am." "no shoe covers." "god,we should asker where she keeps the good silver." "she hasn't been a size eight since we were at st. paul's." "she's very dramatic." "she's having another one of her fits." "all right,let's get her out of this." "oh,no,you don't,young man." "no,i think you can get another dress." "couture?" "hand beaded?" "ma'am,what's her name?" "that's my sister,hazel." "has hazel been drinking?" "only mint juleps." "okay." "pupils are pearl." "is she a diabetic?" "i told you she's very dramatic." "hazel,for heaven's sakes, stop that this instant." "ooh,hello." "uh-huh,diabetic shock." "all right,saline wide open." "let's push one amp of d-50." "all right,you ready?" " oh.okay. - okay." " okay. all right." " hi." "is she lethargic?" "has she been eating well?" "well,she was very tired, but you can see how irritable she is." " am not!" "oh,i beg your pardon." "oh,i didn't mean to yell like that." "i don't know why i did that." "no,it's okay." "i just wanna get you on the monitor." "oh,you're sweet." "could i put a little makeup on?" "all right." "okay,here.there you go." "okay,216." "216?" "216,still elevated." "is that bad?" "all right,ma'am,i need you to blow into the plunger." "just try." "it's a classic lead-up to a heart attack." "we gotta get hazel to the hospital.now." "hazel!" "second dose." "hazel,i'm gonna give you something that's gonna make you feel uncomfortable." "215." "is she going to be all right?" "hey,why don't you run the report,i'll be there." "you come with me." "why don't you wait in here?" "hey,can i get you any coffee?" "how long will she have to stay?" "i'll find out." "but,uh,i want you to wait in there,okay?" "okay." "not her first time here,is it?" "let's just say i'm familiar with the laclamp sisters." "those ladies really need help." "she's gonna be okay." "this time." "why don't you sit down?" "no camilla." "i know you and your sister have been here before." "are they gonna put us in a home?" "no,no. nobody's gonna do anything." "but i want you to listen to me,okay?" "you have done a good job taking care of you and your sister." "but she has a diabetics." "and today she went into a diabetic coma." "and that led to a heart attack." "it gets so overwhelming at times." "i know." "and it's okay to say "i need help."" "i need help." "come on,tell me. who'd you go to lunch with?" "nope." "seriously. someone was worth getting all dressed up for." "you look really good out of that monkey suit." "you really wanna know?" "yeah." "him." "i am bored again." "free base on some of this caffeine." "dude,how many of those did you drink?" " just one." " one. pussy." "cool,video games," " always a good move." " what do you got, what do you got?" "yeah,griffin left it in my car,it's mario kart." "mario kart,unless their crashing i like the violent stuff." "gee,what a surprise." "now i remember why i do not do doubles." "oh,why?" "the excitement too much for you?" " oh,you can crash.here let me see." "i can make a mario kart pileup." "mci." " hello?" " hey,abe." "are you okay?" "oh,yeah,i just wanted to say good night to the kids." "cameron." "i put them to bed hours ago,it's like 11:30." "i was sleeping." "oh,i'm sorry,babe." "go back to bed." "um..." "love you." "love you." "dang,man." "sounds like that went well." "yeah." "dad!" "dad,what are you doing here?" "anson arterberry had a heart attack." " lauren's dad?" " yeah." "oh,no,is he gonna be okay?" "you know,i--i don't know." "well,is lauren here?" "no,she's on her way in with her mother." "and this--this...what's all this?" "oh,you probably don't wanna know." "no,probably not." "send lauren my best." " i was not see you..." " sorry." " i'm sorry." " i didn't see you." "how's it going?" "good." " yeah." " uh,weird." "so i keep trying to figure out nancy,right?" "and the more i learn,the less i understand." "oh,yeah,girls can be like that." "it's not that." "did you know that her dad was the chief of staff here?" "yeah." "why?" "no,it...it's just that the--the doctor's kids where i grew up were all... oh,rich." "yeah." "so what's the deal?" "you're not weirded out that she's a doctor, but you are weirded out that she's got money?" "um...i-- you wouldn't understand." "try me." "all right.well,my old man, he works for con ed,and i-- i went to school at some really small,little college in the middle of nowhere,pennsylvania." "where?" "kutztown." "the golden bears." "how did-- wait a second,how'd you know that?" "i'm from allentown." "i'm from bethlehem." "i went to penn state." "kidding?" "and i owe $175,000 in student loans." "small world." "yeah." "i meet a girl from pennsylvania in an emergency room in san francisco,that's... crazy world." "and here i thought you were a wine and cheese kind of girl." "oh,no!" "beer and brats." "we should grab a beer sometime." "yeah,when do you have time?" " never.i don't." " yeah,me neither.same schedule." "glenn,while we're young." "ooh,cinderella calls." "i'm on my way,nance." " yeah.see you." " i'll see you." "have a good night." "bye." "*****" "*****" "* uh huh * * hey man * * it's been a while * * uh huh * * you look wasted * * down on the tiles * * uh huh * * running away from trouble * * running away from trouble *" "* uh huh * * running away from trouble *" "hey,we got a water medevac in the bay." "no,we don't.teddy and butler got it." "what are you doing?" "i'm clocking out.i am done." "hey,hey. marisa,you-- hear me out on this,okay?" "no,no,no,no.about this morning... you know as well as i do people die." "and maybe--yeah,okay, maybe i don't handle it how you want me to." "but you not taking this call, that is not giving a damn." "anit's not who you are,and that sure as hell is not my pilot." "they got this." "hey,you guys sit down,okay?" "no,rabbit!" "rabbit,i am done." "you shut up and get in the bird now!" "look,we have two choices, and it has to happen now,okay?" "you can go home and feel sad, or you can take this call and make a difference!" "is that boat sinking?" "okay,quiet!" "quiet!" "listen to me,okay?" "if you could walk out on deck." "can anybody here speak english?" "anybody?" "he speaks english?" "okay." "sir,sir,do you speak english?" "my english,he's good.he's super." "great.take him with you." "see if anybody's hurt and how bad." "this is medic 114, we are on the vessel, and we have multiple injuries." "coordinate with the fire department to transport more medics and evacuate patients." "we are on a sinking boat." "control,this is angel rescue two en route to the vessel." "does it hurt here?" "you,hold,tight." "you hold on tight,okay?" "how we doing,nance?" "we have lots of injuries." "the boat seems to be taking on water." "okay." "hey,marisa,hold up." "why?" "4:00... yeah,body in the water." "got you." "i'm moving in." "hey,what's going on?" "am i having a stroke?" "no,they're hungarian." "okay,blow out in the left orbit." "deformities,left radius and right ulna." "okay,clean out the blood, stop the bleeding,and then move on." "okay,possible fracture in the left tib fib, and the right femur." "please,relax your neck." "please,relax your neck." " you got him?" " yeah." "***** yeah,me too,man." "what do we got?" "hypothermic,broken distal radius,we got to move." "control,this is angel rescue two en route to trauma center." "***** huh,you wanna drive?" "no,no.no can do." "*****" "***** dude,what are you doing?" "shush,i'm ordering a beer." "***** okay,you don't want a beer,fine." "***** no,no!" "stop it!" "no!" "stop it!" "don't!" "get your hands off my copter." "shut up!" "great idea." "marisa,you okay?" "yeah." "114,this is angel rescue two." "here." "now go,talk,talk." "***** he's saying "wife,boat. wife,boat"." "wife--wi-- you mean,life boat?" "yes,wife boat." "life boat." "no,you idiot." "his wife is on the boat." "right,wife?" " petra,petra!" " petra, she's on the boat." "petra." "you know her?" "is she here?" "he have a lot of bathroom,he--he downstairs." "okay,get down there.get the wife.get down there." "hurry up." "okay,copy,we got it." "excuse me,people.okay,all right." "oh,not good." "okay,and the hits keep on coming." "all right." "hey,rabbit,are you busy tonight?" "never too busy for you,tyler." "okay,hold on.let's here,give me --whoa,whoa,come on." "all right,yo,hey.hey,she's pregnant." "she's stuck,man. look under there." "what--what do we got?" "ccome on. come on." " okay. all right.go." " pull her." "all right,i got her. okay,yeah." "two,three." " i'm good,i'm good." " let's go." " you got her?" "hands on?" "you got my arm." "okay,come on." "okay,okay.rabbit,we got her.she's pregnant." "we're on it." "okay,i got her." "okay,any idea how pregnant she is?" "***** she say maybe eight months." "maybe?" "okay." "i'd say she's almost,uh,full term,36 weeks,maybe, with a pulse oxi of 95. excuse me." "we've got a dilated cervix." "about...seven centimeters." "do not tell me she'in labor." "your job is to keep that baby inside." "yeah,sure,there's a good idea." " give 250 cc's of- - of normal saline bolus." "okay." "don't push." "no,no,no.do not push." "nyet,non,nein." "joe,she's pushing." "joe...joe,i got a foot." "rabbit,that's a breach." "yeah,well--uh-oh." "there--there's the other foot." "i gotta go." "this is gonna pinch." "okay." "*** hey,hey,hey,don't start." "marisa,how far out?" "three minutes out." "oh,well,that's swell." "you know,we got the body out... head's stuck,it's compressing the umbilical cord." "just a few more minutes." "marisa, we got two patients who'll be dead in a few minutes." "come on,baby." "here we go." "all right.all right." "let's do a clip." "clip... clip." "snip." "and it's a boy." "it's a boy." "is he breathing?" "is he breathing,rabbit?" "is he breathing?" "nope." "come on,baby boy." "come on,little man." "come on,breathe." "okay,come on,little baby." "breathe now,breathe now." "come on. here,here.grab that,grab that." "that's good.good one,good dad.all right." "come on,baby boy." "two,three,four,five,six,seven,eight." "come on,little boy." "come on,breathe." "is he breathing yet?" "you'll be the first to know." "rabbit,talk to me." "that's my boy." "tiborc. petra." "*** tiborc,petra." "rabbit,rabbit." "my name's rabbit." "***" " that's your kid.." " yeah.." "please go ahead...hold on to the little hand over here." "go ahead,it's all right.wanna do that?" "wanna do that?" "okay,here we go." "hey,little fella." "just make sure he turns into a big guy." "okay." "hey." "thank you." "whole hospital's talking about you." "yeah?" "what's new?" "rabbit boldizsar csizmazia." "no one's ever heard of a paramedic delivering a footling breech." "so he made it,huh?" "from what i hear,he's doing just fine." "four pounds,five ounces." "screaming his head off in the nicu." "*** what does that mean?" "hungarian." "i want a beer." " well,so there you go." "that's your first double in what,six years?" "five years?" " six." " six." "now i know you didn't just do it for the money." "you wanted to visit tyler's world,huh?" "late nights,no sleep,balls to the wall." "tyler's world,huh?" "yeah.it's like an amusement park." "i can--don't tell me you're not amused.you look amused." "you know what,you need to lay off the stay awake." "yeah,you need to quit telling me what to do." "speaking of... what are we gonna do?" "well,i'll tell you what i'm gonna do." "i'm gonna go home and go to sleep." "maybe you should lay off the stay awake." "all one of them." "go home,be with your kids.manana." "good night." "hey,do you know if his patient anson arterberry's gonna be okay?" "coded during surgery." "they couldn't bring him back." "no!" "no!" "yeah." "i've got you,giant boo." "now i'm right behind you." "you can't pass me, you don't know how to power slide." "what?" "those are my sparks." "that's my kart.that's making that." "excuse me,what are you two doing?" "i'm not tired." "cameron,it's 1:00 a.m.,he has to go to school tomorrow." "today,mommy." "yeah." " okay." " bedtime,sleepy time." " all right." " school in the morning." " we gotta go to bed." " cereal?" "come on." "you're getting big.oh,my goodness." "let my leg go." "come on." "everything was closed,so there was no chance on brats." "but i did find a place that sells yuengling." "no way." "um,way." "where'd you find those?" "you're a genius." " what can i say?" "let's go have a beer." " let's go." " yeah,sure." " you wanna carry it?" " yeah,here,i'd like to." " yeah." "take one.here,you take that." "thanks." "hey." "what do you want?" "i just wanna hear it out loud." "what?" "i'm glad we went out." "and?" "and... yes,we made a difference." "thank you." "now,the man who died in the helicopter this morning, his name was roy." "and the baby that was born there tonight, his name is rabbit." "* are we under the gun * * caught in the fire * don't forget either of them." "* am i getting it back was now *" "* did we lose the race *" " * or the desire * - dad." "dad,i am so sorry." "well... you know... i've known anson arterberry for... i don't know,maybe 25 years." "and you tell his family that you've done everything you could." "but it never really rings true." "and of course,you never get used to losing them." "no,i know." "but you did get 25 years to know him." "help him,you know." "watch him live his life." "i only get ten minutes with my patients." "maybe your way's better." "maybe not." "it's a hell of a family business." "yeah." "* to your beating heart * * this is right where i want to be * so why didn't you work in the e.r. there?" "are you kidding me?" "a bunch of drunk guys ramming their hot rod cars into mailboxes." "* stay beside me * * right here by me *" "* i will be there with you * * i will be there with you *" "* i will be there with you * * i will be there with you *"