Man over radio: 124th, officer down!
I repeat, officer down!
- [Rapid gunfire] - We've got heavy automatic weapon fire!
Woman over radio: Shots are being fired. Shots are being fired.
Man: Suspect's vehicle crashed on south side of the building
between North Main and Spring...
[Horn blares, siren wailing]
Whoa! Everybody down! Everybody down!
Is that gunfire?
Woman: All units reporting an officer down.
I didn't sign up for this.
Man: Any unit available,
I've got an officer losing consciousness.
I need immediate assistance.
- How far out? - One minute!
[Siren continues wailing]
Hell of a day for a ride-along.
Well, just remember, those officers
stand a better chance of pulling through
because you're there.
Bring the E.R. to them, right?
That's the idea.
Man: Officer down.
Woman: 1 Lincoln 81, help is on the way.
- Maintain your location. - The dispatch said Main and Alameda.
Why are we pulled over here?
They said wait behind the police perimeter till we get the all clear.
[Man over radio speaks indistinctly]
It's gonna be bad when we get out there.
Just need you to be ready for that.
Woman: Officers on the ground reporting all threats neutralized.
Requesting ambulance for downed officers.
Two officers down, possibly a third.
Woman: Okay, we're going in.
[Siren wailing, horn blares]
♪ ♪
Man: Officers down! Hurry! Hurry!
[Man shouts indistinctly]
We need to reload...
[Emergency radio chatter]
Man: Go for squad command!
- Ethan: Noa! - [Man shouting indistinctly]
- Man: Officer down! - Dr. Kean!
Kean!
[Siren continues wailing]
[Man shouting indistinctly]
G.S.W., right thigh.
There's a lot of blood. Tourniquet.
Please, you gotta tell me. How bad is she?
- How long she been down? - [Heartbeat thumping]
- [Breathing heavily] - Couple of minutes.
- What's her name? - Fiona. Officer Burnside.
Fiona Burnside.
Dr. Kean.
I need you to focus, all right? Block everything else out.
You treat the patient in front of you.
[Groans]
[Thud]
- Willis, he's hit, too. - [Groans]
Okay, get on that wound.
Pressure on that. Do anything you can to stop that bleed.
[Coughing]
There's too much blood. I can't stop it.
You gotta keep pressure on that.
Put your fingers inside the wound if you have to.
You gotta stop that bleed.
[Strained voice] Fiona, you gotta fight.
You need to stay still so we can help you, okay?
Man: Hey, Doc, get over here! This guy's bleeding out!
Dr. Kean, can you do that?
- Yeah. - Good. Go.
Put your hand here. Okay.
Fiona.
Wake up. You gotta fight.
Man: Get those civilians outta here now!
[Radio chatter]
Okay, give me some room. I'm a doctor.
I need to stop this hemorrhage.
[Man breathing shallowly]
Check the popliteal pulse behind the knee.
Need to run a line. You prep an I.V.?
- [Radio chatter continues] - [Muffled speaking]
You should run this fluid wide open.
Get it in him as quick as possible.
Officer, can you apply pressure to this wound, please?
Dr. Kean! Sit report! What do you got?
Massive pelvic trauma, arterial bleeding.
Vitals unstable.
Placed a tourniquet, running an I.V. into his A.C. now.
[Muffled speaking]
He's trying to say something.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
Man: He's praying.
[Panting]
He needs transport now!
[Gasps]
Stay with me, okay?
Man on TV: This was the scene today
when three officers were gunned down
by heavily armed assailants in downtown.
It's been three hours.
How much longer do you think it's gonna take?
We're working as fast as we can.
- [Sighs] - Um...
[Telephone rings]
Oh, uh, Dr. Dixon? I have a patient here who needs help.
You're a doctor?
How old are you?
I-I am a doctor. How may I help you?
Um, I-I have lupus and I fainted and I...
Dr. Dixon, head to the ambulance bay.
We got red-on-blue, multiple G.S.W.
- On my way. - Excuse me, I was talking to him.
Ma'am, you're gonna have to wait, okay? We got a situation.
Risa's gonna assist you.
I have a situation.
Female, 32 years old.
Large caliber G.S.W. to the right thigh.
Pulsatile bleeding on scene. Tourniquet applied.
Entry, no exit.
[Weakly] Fiona.
[Breathing shallowly]
Ethan: Officer hurt... Hawkins, 33,
G.S.W. across the mid abdomen.
Vitals are stable. B.P. 83 over 40.
Heart rate 130.
Doc...
I need you to promise me she's gonna live.
We're gonna do everything we can for her.
No, promise me.
I promise.
How far out?
Ethan: Three minutes tops. Dr. Kean's on the other bus.
- On my way out there. - All right.
[Groaning loudly]
Pushing 5 of morphine.
Okay.
Tell my wife...
tell her I love her.
No, you...
you tell her yourself.
You're not gonna die.
[Sirens wailing, horns honking]
Stop! Hey!
[Men speak indistinctly]
♪ ♪
What's a red-on-blue?
Officers down.
What do you got?
Man: 40-year-old male. Large areas of avulsed tissue
from right thigh and hemi-pelvis.
B.P.'s down to 60 systolic.
- How much blood has he lost? - At least 3 liters.
How long as this tourniquet been on?
- Dr. Kean? - Leanne: Dr. Kean.
Sorry. Uh, nine minutes.
Okay, Leighton, stop that bleeding.
- Will: Let's get him in there. Come on. - Leanne: Let's go over here.
- Get him in there! Come on. - Kean, you're with me.
Is that the female G.S.W.?
Is the bullet still in her?
Yeah. We're gonna need an X-ray to make sure it hasn't traveled.
Officer Eric Hawkins, 33.
G.S.W. to the mid torso. Graze lac on the neck.
B.P. 83 over 40. Heart rate 130.
Hey, you okay?
Fine.
Kean, get back in there. You're on ride-along.
Dr. Rorish, if it's fine with you, I'd rather see this one through.
- I'll take her spot. - Leanne: Okay.
[Indistinct conversations]
Leanne: She's in shock from the blood loss.
Fiona! Fiona.
Leanne: Mama, 100 fentanyl.
- Fiona! - Hey, hey, hey!
They're taking care of her. Let's worry about you.
[Grunts]
Dr. Pineda, have a look at that neck wound.
It looks superficial. Gonna need a few sutures.
Okay, I've got a 2 centimeter entrance in the left flank,
double that on the exit.
Bullet went through and through.
Hang 2 units of blood. You gotta help me stop this damn bleeding.
Leanne: Start the o-neg
and activate the massive transfusion protocol.
How close are you, Dixon?
I have an 18-gauge in her right E.J.
I'm gonna need a femur X-ray over here now!
[Police radio chatter]
Will: We have to get volume in him now.
Risa, hang 2 units on the level one.
He's hemorrhaging everywhere.
Keep doing what you're doing, okay. Work faster.
Packing's not slowing the bleed.
[Gasping]
Tell... tell my wife...
I love her.
I will.
[Monitor flatlining]
I'm starting C.P.R.
- Damn it, Tony, come on! - Tony.
- Ah! - Look at me. Look at... look at me.
The more you move, the more blood you lose.
All right, pulse check.
Hold compressions.
- Hold compressions. - Dr. Kean.
Pulse check now, please.
[Flatlining continues]
Still no pulse.
[Resumes compressions, flatlining stops]
Angus: His heart is empty. He's lost all his blood.
Noa: Can we crossclamp the aorta?
This isn't survivable. Half his blood is on the floor.
[Grunts]
Stop C.P.R.
[Flatlining]
Time of death...
- 12:07 P.M. - No! No!
[Crying] Tony, no!
Dr. Rorish, you should see this.
Whoa. That is a big bullet.
And look, it's embedded right there in the soft tissue.
Uh, she's gonna need an O.R.
Risa, can you call up and let 'em know we're on our way up, please?
Coming through!
Wait, wait, where are you taking her?
She's going to the O.R.
- It's okay. - Doc, you promised me.
- She's gonna live, right? - Yeah.
[Groans]
How are we supposed to fight what came at us today?
Explosive rounds raining down on us.
Risa: She's 8 units in already.
It's a large bullet, unknown caliber.
Appears to be lodged between the femur and the muscle.
We're on our way up right now.
Wait! Stop!
Stop! Stop, stop.
Everybody, get back.
Just... please get back.
What's going on?
Nobody move her.
She's got a 20mm unexploded ordinance in her leg.
What?
There's a 4-meter blast radius.
You saw what it did to her friend.
Any movement could set it off.
♪ ♪
Synced and corrected by Aaronnmb www.addic7ed.com
Keep moving, everyone.
We're going down that hallway.
Come on, ma'am. Proceed forward.
So she has a bomb in her now, basically.
And we have to figure out a way to get it out.
But it's not that simple.
Yeah. We have a specialized doctor for events like this.
- How far out? - Hour, maybe.
I gotta check in with my guys.
Even with a tourniquet,
she's got an expanding hematoma in her leg.
She's gonna bleed out before the doctor gets here.
Well, the county has a very strict policy
about this kind of situation.
We cannot put our personnel on this case, period.
You're hitting me with rules now. Look...
I promised I'd save that woman's life. I'm gonna...
You promised?
Yeah. I promised.
Dr. Campbell, we can do it in the lobby.
There's plenty of room there to establish a perimeter.
No.
I have a responsibility,
to this hospital, its personnel, and the state of California.
No one goes near that patient
till the bomb squad specialist arrives.
Now that's an order.
Can't order me.
I don't work for you, remember?
I think Willis is right. You need to let us do this.
Well, maybe I can't stop you...
but I can stop you.
He goes in alone.
♪ ♪
This is the toughest thing you're gonna do on this job.
You talk to her directly with no emotion.
Just say the words.
What words?
That her husband died.
Dr. Kean, they need to hear those words. Understand?
Risa. Where's the wife of Officer Tony Hall?
Thank you.
Oh, God.
They're having a baby.
Dr. Kean, look at me, listen to my voice.
I... no, I-I-I'm sorry. I...
It's okay. It's all right.
I can't do this. I'm... I'm sorry.
Ambulance on the ramp in two minutes.
All right, you head outside.
I'll take care of this.
Go on.
30-year-old female, blunt facial trauma,
suspected a nasal fracture, no L.O.C.
31-year-old male, head trauma with a forehead lac.
- He fainted in the bathroom. - It was a shower.
[Nasal voice] Oh, you picked a great day for this, Xander.
They're not busy at all.
What's your turnaround time here?
We have a 9:00 P.M. flight to Miami
to catch our honeymoon cruise.
Karen and Xander.
My favorite couple returns.
- You know them? - Ha!
Go on. Tell her how you proposed.
[Sighs]
Last time we were in here,
he put a ring on his...
- Honey. - Oh!
That's you guys?
You're a legend around here.
What'd you do now, bro?
- It was our wedding last night. - Mm-hmm.
I thought we'd be a little adventurous.
Ugh. He fell on me in the shower while we were...
- Dancing. - [Chuckles]
Okay, 5 and 6. Be right there. Thank you.
How'd the cops do?
Tell you later. What you got?
61-year-old male, shortness of breath.
Sounds like fluid in his lungs. Needs a chest X-ray.
I need your booking agent.
You guys got hotter action than Vegas.
He's, uh, some kind of magician.
I prefer sleight-of-hand artist,
or master of deception if you're wont for advanced dramaturgy.
I'm Johnny Prentiss.
- Let's get him inside. - Yeah, let's see behind the curtain.
- [Monitor beeping steadily] - [Hawkins groaning]
I don't see any free fluids.
The bullet didn't hit major organs.
I need to know how Fiona is.
- Should we give him more morphine? - 2 of Dilaudid, I.V. push.
[Monitor beeping rapidly]
Dr. Rorish? Dr. Rorish.
Yeah. What's going on?
Pulse is weak, pressure's tanking.
Elliot: He seemed fine, and then just suddenly...
He's distended and rigid.
Describe his breathing to me, Dr. Dixon.
Uh...
Kussmaul respirations. He's acidotic.
That's right. Here you go.
Compartment syndrome.
The swollen abdominal tissue is strangulating his organs.
It's causing acid to pour into the blood.
- Mama? Thank you. - Jesse: Here you go, daddy.
So we need to relieve pressure on the organs.
Why, Dr. Dixon?
Uh, slicing open the abdominal wall
allows the soft tissue to expand and reperfuse.
That's right.
- [Monitor beeps] - Pressure's normalizing.
Okay, let's bring him to the O.R.
Got it.
- Little help, please? - [Bed rails clank]
- Jesse: Ready? - Leanne: Great.
Jesse: Pull him out. Let's go.
♪ ♪
You ready to wheel her?
[Exhales sharply] Yeah. Slowly.
♪ ♪
Stop.
What's wrong?
The wheels are vibrating the bed.
We have to carry it.
Hey, Doc. We'll help.
♪ ♪
Ethan: Fiona, we're gonna get you through it.
Okay.
One...
two...
three.
♪ ♪
[Monitor beeping steadily]
- All right, Fiona. - [Inhales deeply]
Let's do this.
[Police radio chatter]
- [Whispering] Dr. Campbell. - Mm?
The other officer was just rushed to the O.R.
Oh.
Is this the vascular consult?
Yeah. Lupus patient, presenting with near-syncope.
Uh, worsening renal status. She needs dialysis.
Lupus. When were you diagnosed?
Um, uh, eight years ago, right after my son was born.
I've had a few flare ups, but it's been manageable.
Mom! Are you gonna be okay?
Hi!
Uncle Tim said you weren't feeling well.
Sweetie, I-I'm fine. Sweetie, I'm fine.
What the hell, Tim?
What'd I do now?
I asked you to pick him up.
I didn't ask you to bring him here.
Sorry, we need to finish our exam.
We'll need a full set of labs, including coags.
Yeah, we're gonna make sure
that you don't have any electrolyte abnormalities,
which might be why your mom's a little dizzy.
W-what... what's wrong with you?
Lupus is what's wrong with me. Remember?
We'll get a nurse over here to start the blood work.
If this is gonna take a while,
I thought I'd go to the cafeteria, grab a sandwich.
Are you high right now?
No, I'm hungry.
Look, why'd you even call me anyway?
None of your mom friends answered?
[Groaning]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Look, Julia, just... just lie back here. All right?
Wait. Is she gonna be okay?
If I was okay, I wouldn't be here, Tim.
[Sighs deeply]
- I'll... I'll go and get that nurse. - [Groans]
Mom?
It's okay. It's okay.
You see this lump, Johnny?
That's a mediastinal chest mass.
You look you've been to the seventh circle of hell today.
The chest mass is why you're having problems breathing.
So, uh, you guys, uh, heard of the ambitious card trick?
1922, a card handler named Dai Vernon
used that trick to fool the one and only Harry Houdini,
who said he could decipher any illusion
if he saw it three times.
Johnny, we're about to start the procedure.
Now you might feel a slight pinch, all right?
So Houdini sits down
at the Great Northern Hotel in Chicago.
[Inhales deeply]
A 27-year-old Canadian tells him
to write his initials on the ace of clubs.
Rollie: Hold still. Hold still.
Uh, Dr. Savetti, let's thread the needle into that fluid spot.
All right.
Uh, Johnny, the, uh, fluid looks pretty cloudy.
That, together with the lump in your chest,
is concerning for cancer.
[Exhales deeply]
We're gonna have to do a biopsy, all right?
Initials.
It's important you understand what we're saying.
It's likely that you have...
Cancer. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
What are my chances? I'm of a, uh... [chuckles]
a mathematical persuasion.
99%.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
1% chance of success? That... that's a good trick.
- [Sniffles] - Put it back. Put it back.
Did Vernon trick Houdini?
He did.
He, uh, he tapped the deck...
- [Hits deck] - and Houdini's initialed card
popped right to the top.
Houdini asked him to run it again.
Vernon did... seven times.
[Hits deck]
- [Clears throat] - [Chuckles]
Yeah, uh, sometimes you're just, uh...
dealt the wrong cards.
Yeah. I know that feeling.
But all that matters, Doc,
is how you play...
the card you're dealt.
♪ ♪
How did you do that?
You believe in magic?
Not today, I don't.
Oh. You gotta have some faith,
because magic is how I'm gonna cheat death.
[Shuffles deck]
No one is touching my nose
until I see a board-certified plastic surgeon.
Dr. Silverman is the best on the West Side.
Xander, tell her.
Are you feeling okay, Xander?
Mm.
Blood pressure dropped slightly.
Has he complained of any chest pains or a fever?
Any new meds?
Um, just, uh, Gingko Biloba.
He had trouble memorizing our vows.
What happened right before you fell?
Anything out of the ordinary?
Uh, we did it three times.
That's not ordinary.
He take any enhancers?
Wait. You mean, like, boner pills?
No. [Laughing]
[Gasps]
I mean, not that I knew of. Xander?
[Inhales sharply]
- [Monitor beeping rapidly] - He's crashing.
Pressure's tanking.
Could be heart failure, sepsis, blood clot.
Hang a liter and Levophed?
I'll get a central line in for pressors.
- Thank you. - Heart failure?
Xander?
Xander.
[Siren wailing]
[Door opens]
You're smoking pot?
Yeah, it's cool. I got a... I got a prescription, so...
Glaucoma?
Uh, sleeplessness.
- Night terrors. - Night terrors?
Like, w-what, my sister sent you? Huh?
Figured she wants to bitch at me some more.
This is not gonna help your case.
Or just judge me silently.
She's got a lock on that trick.
You know, she like to cast me in the role of screw-up brother
and blame me for everything.
It makes her feel good about herself.
The last thing your sister's feeling right now is good about herself.
[Inhales deeply] What...
[Groans]
She's been through worse.
Believe me, okay? We both have.
Look, I know she's got this lupus thing,
but she says she's got it under control. So, what?
What, is she lying?
I can't talk about your sister's medical situation.
I can tell you, though,
that when my brother was in the hospital...
I learned everything I could.
[Door opens]
[Police radio chatter]
How long you been dating Eric?
We're not.
I was transferring to another unit.
We were waiting until then to tell people.
Rule breaker, huh?
You can say that, yeah.
Dr. Willis?
How you doing?
Shouldn't be too long now.
Ask her how Eric is.
[Mouths words]
He's waiting to see you.
All right, I can see the bullet.
[Instrument clatters]
[Monitor beeping rapidly]
Fiona?
Fiona, stay with me.
Talk to me, Ethan.
Bullet moved.
It severed her femoral artery.
Do not come in here.
Doc, stop!
Put this on.
[Velcro rips]
Thank you.
What the hell are you doing?
Where you go, I go.
Jesse, you don't have to do this.
If I didn't... you'd never shut up about it. Let's go.
Did either of you hear what I just said?
As you're very fond of saying,
- we don't work for you. - [Suction gurgling]
You said it, daddy.
Campbell's not gonna like this.
Probably fire us.
- This bullet moves again... - [Suction gurgling]
there'll be even less of us to fire.
Dr. Pinkney thinks we need to get you a C.T.,
just to, uh, rule out a few things.
[Voice breaks] Rule out what kind of things?
A blood clot, a tear, or a dilation of the aorta.
That sounds bad. [Exhales sharply]
Oh. [Sighs] You're here. Good.
Um, can you take him to Andrea's house for the night?
Yeah, hey, uh, go grab your backpack, okay, pal?
[Telephone rings in distance]
You're sicker than you told me, aren't you?
No.
Look, just... just stop lying to me, okay. Just...
I'm not lying.
Guys, this is not the time.
Yeah, and we really need to get you up to Radiology.
Look, just like you tell me all the time, right,
a lie by omission is still a lie.
Now I have the right to know, Jules. So please, okay?
[Coughs]
I'm sorry, that's rich.
You... you have the right to know?
You have the right to know... what?
Whether or not I'm losing a second sister.
So you do remember her. [Inhales shakily]
Because that's the first time you have mentioned her in years.
Oh, the first time I've ment...
the first time I've mentioned her to you, Jules. To you.
What is that supposed to mean? What does it mean?
Look, are you gonna die or not?
[Lowered voice] Tim, behind you.
God. Ronny, buddy...
Mom?
[Sighs] Sweetie.
Just stay away from my son, okay?
See, that's it, right?
Yeah, can't trust Tim with the kids, huh?
Yeah, gotta keep 'em safe, right?
- That's not what I meant, Tim. - Yeah.
Sorry.
[Police radio chatter]
[Monitor beeping steadily]
How are you?
It's... slow.
Slow is good.
Maybe for us. She's still bleeding.
Got it.
We clamping or repairing?
Clamping.
We'll repair it as soon as we get this thing out of her.
How's Eric?
He's stable. I don't know for how long.
They're in love.
Yeah. I got that impression.
You guys see what I see?
The business end of an exploding round?
Nah, I don't see that.
Then we don't have to mention it
if that bullet bumps the femur on the way out...
Let's not do that.
I am going to rotate this bullet
so we can keep an eye on the exploding point.
Muscle is out of the way.
♪ ♪
Lieutenant, you're up.
♪ ♪
Willis, blood in the cavity.
She must have another vascular tear.
Leanne: She's hemorrhaging.
- [Cheers and applause] - Mama, hang another unit, please.
We're gonna need the O.R.
Let's get her upstairs.
- How'd Eric do? - He did well. How is she?
Ethan: We were able to clamp the femoral artery,
but it needs major repair. It's pretty shredded.
Dr. Willis.
Scrub up and join me.
I think you should see this one through.
[Man speaking indistinctly over P.A.]
So, Johnny, ready for the O.R.?
Better question is, are they ready to bear witness
to the power and glory that is real magic?
[Taps deck]
They're gonna do a biopsy.
You are determined to be a knife in life's balloon, aren't you?
[Telephone rings]
What about you?
You think that mass is benign?
I hope so.
Little bit of hope, little bit of faith.
That's all I need.
We should get going.
Ha! You two are perfect for each other.
Got time for one last trick? Think of a card.
Now come on, really concentrate.
Dr. Savetti, a card.
Okay, uh... [sighs]
7 of clubs.
♪ ♪
7 of clubs.
Come on, kid. Give it a try.
Queen of hearts.
Ah.
Um...
I'm still working on it.
Perfect.
Angus: Does it hurt when you breathe in?
[Exhales sharply] Yeah, it... I'm... short of breath.
All right, we'll increase your oxygen and give you some new meds.
- Uncle Tim. - Hey, buddy.
You came back. [Inhales sharply]
Hey, Ronny, why don't you play your game?
It was my idea, Jules.
What?
That day with Leah.
I wanted to race her to the docks.
At first, I, uh, I slowed down,
and I kept an eye on her, but...
then I just wanted to win.
I swam as fast as I could across that lake.
And when I looked back...
she was gone.
It was my fault.
Jules, it was my fault.
And every day that I have
is a day that I borrowed from her account.
Tim...
it's not your... [inhales sharply] your fault.
[Sighs deeply]
I loved her.
I loved her just the same way I love him.
You know that, right?
I know.
[Inhales sharply]
You are a great uncle.
[Inhales sharply] And...
[Exhales]
and you're my favorite brother.
[Chuckles] I kinda have the market cornered, huh?
[Chuckles]
Julia, we just got your C.T. results.
It's a large pulmonary embolism.
- What's that mean? - It means surgery, now.
[Bed rails clank]
♪ ♪
[Indistinct conversations]
It was in his palm the entire time.
No, I saw his hand. It was empty.
You're telling me he's magic?
Didn't say that. Just... haven't figured it out yet.
Thanks.
You lost a patient today.
You okay?
It was crazy out there. I've never seen anything like it.
He was praying.
Before he died, he asked me to tell his wife that he loved her.
I didn't do it.
I freaked out.
It happens.
She's pregnant.
She's gonna raise that baby without a father,
and I didn't have the balls to tell her about him.
What does that say about me?
That it's not too late.
Call her. Write her a letter.
[Laughs]
You know, the longer I've been a doctor,
the more I've come to believe in miracles.
Or magic.
What's this?
It's results from Johnny's biopsy.
It's not cancer.
You're kidding.
[Laughs]
99 to 1.
Man called his own shot.
♪ ♪
[Respirator whirring]
Dr. Pinkney, you all right over there?
Heather: Tying down the aortic cannula now.
Should be able to go into cardiac bypass in a few minutes.
Okay, I'll be in to help with the embolectomy as soon as you're done.
- [Monitor beeping rapidly] - She's arresting!
- Give me paddles. Charge to 50. - Go. I got this.
[Defibrillator whines]
[Paddles thunk]
[Monitor flatlining]
What we got?
She's in v-fib. Shocking again.
- [Defibrillator whines] - All right.
Push a milligram of epi. Shock her again.
Clear.
[Paddles thunk]
[Flatlining continues]
She's in asystole.
Starting compressions.
[Monitor beeping steadily]
No.
I did everything right. I'm sure I did.
- [Flatlining resumes] - The embolism was too big.
There was nothing you could've done.
Call it.
♪ ♪
[Gloves snap]
[Sighs]
Time of death... 3:47 P.M.
[Turns off monitor]
Dr. Willis?
How's Fiona?
Good.
Just about to close up, if that's okay.
[Sighs deeply] I'll go tell her brother.
So it's yellow 0. Now my turn, and a yellow 9.
So... boom.
- Heather: Mr. Clark? - Is she out of surgery yet?
[Door closes]
Not yet.
Hey, uh, Ronny, you want... you wanna, um...
you wanna go get us some sodas, buddy?
- Yeah, sure. - Yeah?
[Door opens]
[Telephone rings in distance]
[Door closes]
You're kidding, right?
- She died. - [Exhales sharply]
She had a massive clot in her lung,
and her heart couldn't take it.
With lupus, these things can happen
- despite the best treatment. - [Exhales sharply]
Tim, I am, uh...
I am so, so sorry.
[Sighs]
[Exhales deeply] Wait, what...
what... what's gonna happen to Ronny?
I mean, w-w-what's gonna happen to him?
W-w-where's he gonna go?
Well, she actually thought about that.
She recorded this right before surgery.
- [Cellphone beeps] - Hey, Tim.
I'm gonna make this official.
[Inhales sharply]
In the event of my death, I, Julia Clark,
leave legal guardianship of my son...
[Voice breaking ] Ronald Clark,
to my brother, Timothy.
Tim... [inhales deeply]
There's only one secret to being a good parent.
You just gotta love that kid with all your might.
[Crying]
And you've already got the market cornered on that.
[Chuckles, groans]
What happened to Leah...
was not your fault.
You have to start believing that,
'cause I do.
So don't be scared.
I love you, buttons.
[Continues crying]
Love you, too, Jules.
[Exhales deeply]
♪ ♪
[Crying]
I thought I'd lost you.
- You can't get rid of me that easily. - [Sniffles]
[Crying]
Oh, my God. Are you okay, baby?
[Bed rail clanks]
I'm gonna be just fine.
- We both are. - I love you.
Mmm, say it again.
I love you.
Hawkins: I love you, too.
Thank God that went down.
All this hospital needed was another unexploded ordinance.
Enhancers, Xander? Really?
I was thinking that I wanted to give you
the best night of your life.
It's just that you've been so stressed about this wedding.
I have not been stressed.
You fired six florists.
Sue me for wanting everything perfect.
[Sighs]
I'm sorry.
You're right.
I want it perfect, too.
I took dance lessons twice a week
so I wouldn't look like an idiot in front of your family.
That shipped sailed, bro.
Don't listen to him.
You're no idiot. You married me.
I love you, husband.
I love you, wife.
I can't wait to meet your children.
Hopefully, we never will.
Wanna know how I create a magic trick?
Children: Yeah!
I think of an unresolvable problem,
then I beat my head against the wall...
- [Girl laughs] - till the wall goes away
and the answer is revealed.
How about you just, uh, pick a card? Would you, please? There you go.
We look about the same age.
You know who Bob Dylan is?
Give it a little shuffle.
Now the card that you picked
was the, um...
[Hits deck]
3...
of...
diamonds.
- [Murmuring] - Is that right?
[Girl gasps]
Nobel laureate Bob Dylan said,
"Be careful never to really arrive at a place.
"You always must be in a constant state...
- "of... - children: Wow!
"becoming."
[murmuring]
[Laughs]
I can't imagine
- living in a world without magic... - [Shuffles deck]
a world without hope.
Remember, during the dark times,
it's incumbent on all of us
to conjure up a little bit of magic.
[Children laughing]
Dr. Kean?
What's that in your pocket?
The front one.
♪ ♪
Queen of hearts.
Yeah.
How'd you do that?
Why you askin'?
Because I wanna know.
No, you don't wanna know. You want proof.
If I don't tell you how I did it,
all you're running on is faith.
Proof is easy.
Faith... is hard damn work.
Right, Dr. Guthrie?
Right as rain.
♪ ♪
[Touchscreen clicking]
[Cellphone beeps]
Hello, is this Mrs. Hall?
My name is Dr. Kean. Noa.
Um...
I-I was with your husband when he died.
♪ ♪
We had a tradition in Afghanistan.
After a tough day, we'd come up on the roof,
smoke a cigar.
You kept your promise.
We did.
Busted.
[Footsteps approach]
[Sighs]
♪ ♪
[Strikes lighter]
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