...F A N T A S T I C P R E S E N T A...
si usted no tiene uno, usted muere.
Se da por sentado, bien, vas a aprender
que es tan frágil como es la capacidad de recuperación.
Una misteriosa poco de músculo.
Junto al corazón, tenemos los pulmones.
Una respiración a la vez, nos tire del mundo dentro de nosotros
a continuación, empujar hacia fuera.
Bajando el torso, llegamos al hígado.
La cama de la emoción humana,
asiento de la ira, el órgano
más cercano a lo divino.
No se metan con el hígado.
Tio, que tengo que rebote.
Sí.
Pero para no ser menos, es el cerebro.
- Disculpe. - Puede usted tomar mi foto?
Diez mil millones de neuronas cada conectados a diez mil millones de dólares más...
el más complicado objeto en el universo...
pero el cerebro adulto no alcanzan la plena madurez
hasta la edad madura de 25.
Antes de que, bueno, que el infierno sabe lo que está pasando allí?
Y por último, la columna vertebral, la columna vertebral:
fuerte, flexible, coordinador de de cerebro y el cuerpo,
conducto y el entrenador.
Cuando estos cinco vital los componentes, por su parte,
bien, así es como podemos llegar a través de el día,
si vamos a hacer.
Bien, la carne fresca!
Listen up!
Soy tu enfermera a cargo de Damien, pero me puedes llamar Sir
o Señor Damien o Damien Señor.
Bien.
Entrar en su traje de faena y cumplir
Enfermera jefe O'Rourke, en el atrio, lo antes posible.
Bienvenido a santa María.
Bien, kiddos, todos nosotros estamos aquí?
Bienvenido a tu primer día. Bueno, vamos a empezar.
Soy tu enfermera jefe de Sinead O'Rourke.
Usted puede o no puede ser consciente de que en este momento exacto,
poco más hay en los Simpson Ala,
los nuevos residentes son llegar sus palabras de bienvenida.
La ra-ra-estrella de rock de habla para la ra-ra-estrellas de rock.
Eso no es lo que vas a recibir.
Quiero que sepan que ustedes son
y lo que son.
Porque cuando estás el codo de profundidad en un 75-años de edad, hombre
que maldito anal hierve o comprobación de la señora de negocio
de un tiempo dilatado, el trabajo de la mujer que berrea como un gorila
no ser una estrella de rock.
Vas a ser la única cosa
entre ese hombre viejo y la muerte de su dignidad,
entre que los simios de la mujer y el verdadero milagro de la vida.
No hay nobleza en eso.
Esas estrellas de rock de hacer bien;
- hacemos la materia. - Sinead!
Tenemos un múltiplo el trauma de cinco minutos.
Necesito que tú y cualquier manos que tienes en emerg.
Lo que tú eres.
- Venga. - Sorprendió a los testigos dijo
el vehículo se estrelló deliberadamente en multitud de peatones
en la acera. Muchos de los las víctimas parecen ser los estudiantes.
- Que nunca tuvo una oportunidad. - Ash, que está a tres cuadras de nosotros.
Bueno salimos temprano esta mañana. Demasiado pronto?
Código naranja, ER. Código de naranja...
Vas a necesitar mucho más de gasa que eso.
Bien, escucha. Como no hay duda de que,
una furgoneta acaba de meter en un patio de la gente en la escuela de arte,
así que no, el tipo de día que nadie esperaba.
Pero los sabios, vidas dependen de ello.
Lo que viene a través de la puerta
- es el suyo. - Entrante!
- Sincronizado y corregido por Firefly - - www.addic7ed.com -
- Ash? Ceniza, que es? - Eh, sí.
- Dime. Alguna vez has estado en una rave? - Es una pregunta con trampa?
Ha-Ha! Que es lo que yo pensaba.
Necesito que ejecuta el control de multitudes en el triaje.
Mira, con todo el debido respeto, Prefiero quedarme aquí.
- El Trauma del tipo de mi mermelada. - Sólo hazlo.
- ¿Qué hemos conseguido? - John Doe. Estamos reparar una herida en el cuello.
Enchufar en el abdomen. El AYUNO es positivo.
- Hemorragia interna? No es broma. - Tiene problemas de ventilación.
Bueno, vamos a preparar para intubar.
La explosión de pulmón. - ¿Qué?
- Nada, es sólo que... - Es un deporte de equipo, quiero
- saber de usted. - EMS informó que no fue
una propano barbacoa que el vehículo se estrelló contra
causando una mini explosión.
- Seguir hablando. - La manera en la que vieron nuestro John Doe posicionado,
ellos piensan que tal vez poner a sí mismo en el camino de ese vehículo.
- Como un escudo humano? - Sí. Me pregunto
si él también podría tener blast pulmón de la explosión.
Obtener una radiografía de tecnología en aquí. Disparar a los platos,
vea si su corazonada paga. Vaya!
¿Qué sabe usted sobre el conductor?
Parece que huyó del lugar a pie.
En toda la ciudad manhunt fuera para él, como hablamos.
Lo siento.
A mi hija.
He estado enviando mensajes de texto a su desde que esto sucedió.
Voy a conseguir. Consiguió tres de los míos.
Vamos a averiguar quién hizo esto.
Necesitamos cuestionar las víctimas.
Como siempre que no el compromiso de su cuidado.
Estoy seguro de que usted, háganoslo saber si estamos pisando los dedos de los pies.
Oh, no te preocupes, yo lo haré.
Todavía estamos a la espera para averiguar el conteo completo
de víctimas, pero en los primeros informes, parece
el número será alta.
Lobo, vaya recopilar información y efectos personales de EMS.
- Tendrás PB bolsas de ascensor? - Derecho. ¿Cuáles son los
- y ¿dónde puedo encontrarlos? - Armario de suministros.
Disculpe, Doctor?
Uh... la enfermera.
- Oh, lo siento, se me acaba de asumir. - Está todo bien.
Así que, yo estaba cerca de la Sororon Instituto De Arte.
Yo vi toda la cosa así. Me desmayé por la acera derecha.
- Fueron a la deshidratación? - No lo creo.
- Ha tenido usted una tos recientemente? - No...
- Cualquier condición cardiovascular? - No.
Las condiciones pre-existentes?
Estoy embarazada.
- A la derecha! Por supuesto que son. - Sí.
Lo siento, me tomé el camino más largo
desde el armario de almacenamiento. - El primer día?
- ¿Es tan obvio? - El señor Roger zapatillas de deporte
son un poco de un sorteo.
- Estoy tratando de romper en. - Wanna get personal?
A la derecha, sí. Vamos, eh, vamos a hacer esto. Bien.
Yo tenía un trabajo a tiempo parcial embolsado tienda de comestibles de vuelta en la escuela secundaria.
Bueno, dicen que el ER es como la escuela secundaria,
pero con la muerte. El anillo de boda.
- Yo... yo no estoy casado. - Una bolsa.
Y el dedo que se montó en el sobre.
Oh! No estás bromeando! Eso es...
Todavía viables para la instalación después de un poco de limpieza.
Sigue siendo viable, copia que, de acuerdo.
Espera, ¿cuál es el nombre del paciente?
No lo sé.
Sí, sus pulmones, un aspecto húmedo
- y un indicio de efecto mariposa. - Gran captura!
Por estallido pulmonar va a hacer el anestesista del trabajo real complicado.
Sí, si lo hace O. No hay ningún tipo O negativo.
Quiero decir, que podría empujar a hidroxietil almidón, pero...
La única manera de sobrevivir es con más sangre.
Hay un envío en su camino desde el banco de sangre.
- Bien, ¿cuánto tiempo hasta aquí? - 10, tal vez 15 minutos.
No sé si lo que va a durar por mucho tiempo.
- ¿Qué estás haciendo? - Yo soy O negativo,
donante universal; nos puede comprar en él algún tiempo.
- Me enganche a él. - ¿Lo dices en serio?
La gente hace toda la transfusión de sangre. Lo hacen en el campo de batalla;
eso es bastante más de lo estamos viendo aquí.
Bueno, las posibilidades son él va a reaccionar negativamente.
Lo más probable es que va a morir, así que...
Bien. Bueno, vamos a activar en un banco de sangre.
- Dos unidades de venir. - Lydia, que son
un mayor riesgo de embarazo.
La palabra es de geriatría. Se puede decir que es.
Mira, cuando se desmayó, no sabemos cómo se cayó,
así que tenemos que descartar un desprendimiento de la placenta.
Me voy a dar el latidos del corazón del bebé de una escucha,
asegúrese de que todo es viento en popa, ¿de acuerdo?
El flujo de sangre a la placenta parece normal.
Ella es una chica. Quiero decir, el bebé, es una niña.
Felicitaciones.
Las niñas son las mejores. Yo soy como el único chico de mi familia.
Hermanos, primos, todas las niñas.
La mayoría de ellos son enfermeras en realidad.
- Oh, deben estar orgullosos. - Sí, sí.
Creo que son sólo feliz estoy arreglando la gente
y no el desmantelamiento de ellos como Yo lo hice en mi anterior vida.
Como un asesino en serie o... ?
Jugué fútbol americano universitario.
Ohhh...
¿Qué piensa usted de el nombre de Willa?
Um, sí.
Sí, seguro, como Willa Holland de Gossip Girl.
No, como Willa Cather, el autor?
¿Hay algo mal?
Podría cambiar sólo una poco a su izquierda, por favor?
- Por favor, dime lo que está mal. - Yo, um...
- ... No puedo encontrar el latido del corazón. - ¿Qué?!
- Necesito un poco de ayuda aquí! - Varita, por favor.
Uf!
- Hmm. - Gracias.
Administrar un examen del corazón fetal cada 20 minutos durante las siguientes 2 horas.
La llevamos hasta la obstetricia de la planta.
Creo que usted puede encontrar que, "LeBron"?
- Jugaba al fútbol. - No me importa.
Bien, esto es un poco incómodo,
pero probablemente debería conseguir su historia.
Puede usted ser más específico?
Oh, quiero que mi historia sexual?
Estoy haciendo una transfusión de sangre, es un protocolo estándar.
Oh, la gente suele comprar una bebida en primer lugar,
pero... lejos del fuego.
Cualquier Its?
Nope. Estoy más limpio que una O en la General. Usted puede poner.
Entonces, ¿qué pasó allí?
- Es hora de tu historia. - Es complicado.
Generalmente lo es. Aún así, es una muy gran concierto de derecho a la tierra fuera de la puerta.
Y el Dr. Hamilton le dio un entusiasta recomendación,
usted debe haber sido haciendo algo bien.
- Usted lo conoce? - Thomas Hamilton?
Sí, he entrenado bajo él.
Él es un gran cirujano. Ow!
Oh, lo siento. La aguja se el deslizamiento fuera sólo un poco.
Creo que es ahí muy bien ahora. Gracias.
Bueno, nunca se puede ser demasiado cuidadoso.
Vivo por que el lema de la ER, no durará mucho tiempo.
Por lo que aún no he dicho por qué me dejaste el General.
Creo que tenemos suficiente para ver a través de él.
Voy a comprobar que el banco de sangre de la entrega
y obtener de él, listo para el or.
Estoy asumiendo que usted puede encontrar su propio jugo y galletas.
Por favor, que estamos haciendo... estamos haciendo nuestro mejor esfuerzo para mantenerse
actualizado en todos sus parientes.
Estamos haciendo todo lo que podemos y pedimos su paciencia.
- Gracias. - ¿Disculpe? ¿Disculpa?!
Estoy buscando a mi hijo, Nathan Richie.
- El Señor Richie? - Sí.
Mi nombre Naz, voy para tomar sus signos vitales.
Sólo me golpeé la cabeza. Por favor ir a tomar el cuidado de mis alumnos.
Aguda, trauma en la cabeza es una prioridad.
Tenemos que descartar parenthesia, autoria y rhinorea.
Suena como un estudiante.
¿Cómo sabes que?
Toma un egghead a saber uno, supongo.
Pero, de verdad, estoy bien, no hay nada malo conmigo,
excepto por el hecho de Yo no puedo ver nada.
Si usted está experimentando pérdida de la visión?
Bueno, que podría ser de trazo o desprendimiento de retina.
Or my glasses. They fell off.
I'm totally blind without them.
Right, of course. Sorry. "Egghead".
My students,
I was just at a café with them.
Is everyone okay?
We're still assessing injuries.
- Please, just go take care of my students. - I will.
Right after I give you a full neural workup.
But in order to do that,
I'm gonna need a pen light.
- Be right back. - Nurse, uh,
if you see my, uh... my-my, um...
f-f-fraggled, just...
We need help over here!
- What's his name? - Nathan Richie!
Nathan, look at me. Can you hear me? Nathan?
His pupils are blown, must be a brain bleed.
He's gotta get up to the OR now, you're going with him!
- Of course. - One, two, three, go!
We could really use some more O plasma.
- I called the blood bank. - Well, call 'em again.
- Is this our human shield? - Yeah.
Last BP was 140 over 60. Sats, we're holding at 98.
You already started him on "cephalexin"?
Yeah. I used to work in the OR, so I knew you'd have to.
I just went ahead and did it, I'm... sorry.
- For doing my job for me? - Never apologize for that.
You're welcome to assist in the OR.
No. They need me on the floor. Thanks.
- I'll page you when he's in recovery. - Take care of him.
We'll do our best. Okay, we're up, ladies.
You've reached Kabir Pavan. You can try me
at my office or leave a message and I'll get back to you.
Hey, it's me.
Can't seem to get ahold of you, and I'd really love
to hear your voice right about now.
Sure you must have seen it on the news: van attack.
Some of the patients ended up here, it's crazy.
Some first day, huh?
Anyway, give me a call back when you get this.
Who are you?
I am Nazneen Khan. I'm new.
Nice scrubs. Do they come in your size?
Mr. Richie, he's just out of surgery,
- where should I leave him? - You shouldn't.
I'm down two nurses to a Shawn Mendes concert
and now this.
I need you to stay with him.
Do you have a problem with that?
No. I just...
I wasn't expecting to spend my first day in ICU.
This isn't a dream come true for me either, Princess.
I need you to take him into 9,
which is right there.
I need you to get him comfy, and I need you
to update the family.
You want me to do the notification?
God, no,
but his surgeon is still in the OR, so it's either you or nobody.
Hey! Hey!
My first shift: full-ass trauma and I'm stuck behind
- a desk calling family members. - You come across anybody
- with the initials J.D. or B.M.? - "B.M."?
Ash, please. Okay, they're initials
engraved in the back of a wedding ring
- that belonged to one of these. - Holy shit, dude! Okay.
Yeah. I'm trying to find who they belong to.
I'm looking for a Caucasian male,
middle-age variety, he's married.
Ha! You're asking me if I've seen a White dude?
I think the distinguishing feature would have to be
his partly severed hand, Ash. I'm freaking out here.
I can't find this dude. I'm behind on five different things now!
Irish nurse, she's gonna kill me!
Okay, just please, just help me out with this one thing.
- Okay. - Okay?
Let's see here. J.D., J.D...
No, nothing's coming up.
Maybe he's at another hospital.
- Or maybe he's in the morgue. - That's... that's, yeah.
That better be your lunch.
Are... are you sure that the patient was brought into this hospital?
No, but I gave you those fingers a while ago.
Clock's ticking, rookie.
And Willa HollandCather
remains entirely unfazed.
- Heartbeat's normal. - Ah, thank God!
I'll do one more for luck, but...
you should be good to go. Can I call someone to come get you?
Oh, I'll just call an Uber.
Lydia, after the day you've had,
you shouldn't be on your own tonight.
I won't be on my own.
We'll be just fine. Really. Thank you.
I'd really feel better discharging you to someone's care.
There isn't anyone, okay? So, just drop it.
Alright.
- Sorry. - No, I... I overstepped.
No. I'm sorry.
I think my water just broke.
- Uh... - Um...
I'll be back in just a minute. Hang tight.
- Mrs. Richie? - Yes.
My name's Nazneen, you can call me Naz.
I'm the nurse who's been taking care of your son.
- How is he? - Nathan's out of surgery.
- His doctor? - Is stuck on another case.
He'll be in to see you as soon as he can.
- I wanna see my son. - Of course.
Mrs. Richie... before you...
You should know Nathan suffered a subarachnoid hemorrhage.
There's still significant swelling.
We are hoping that that subsides.
And what if it doesn't?
The damage will be irreparable.
But there's still hope.
When will he wake up?
- That, we don't know. - But he is going to wake up?
We are going to take good care of him.
I promise you that.
His glasses.
- I'm sorry? - His extra pair,
- he texted me to bring them. - Uh, Mrs. Richie...
He'll need 'em when he wakes up.
Of course.
Let me take you to him.
Hey. Um... This seat taken?
Why would it be taken? We don't know anybody here.
- Right. - So, day one,
and I just made a woman go into premature labour,
and that was after I made her think her baby died.
Dude, you're the one who couldn't find the heartbeat?
Damien's gonna kill me, or fire me,
whichever one he gets around to first.
I did a year at the OR in the General,
and it was nothing compared to this.
Yeah. That's not comforting.
Don't worry.
Trust me, it takes more than scaring a patient to get fired.
What about scarring one?
- Oh! - Ooh!
Yeah.
First days suck.
Yeah, and we're not even halfway done.
We don't know what the motive is,
but what we do know is that there has been
this horrible collision.
Welcome back.
You were a victim of an attack that hurt a lot of people.
You were badly injured,
but you're safe now
and you're in recovery at St. Mary's hospital.
My name is Grace,
I'm your nurse, and I'm not going anywhere.
- How many... - Hmm?
I'm sorry. Try one more time.
How many
of you bitches did I get?
How are you holding up?
- It's him. - Who?
Our patient. We need security.
There was a cop. Is he still here?
- Did the patient hurt you? - Not me. Them.
Our John Doe was the driver who did this.
- They saw him trying to save people. - Yeah, well, they got it wrong.
I was just in there holding his hand,
comforting him when he told me it was him.
- Linda, call security! - He's alive because of us.
Grace, we didn't know.
You didn't do anything wrong.
Oh, Mrs. Richie, we're not supposed to have food in here.
You can eat in the cafeteria out the door to the right.
It's red-bean soup, it's my specialty. For you.
- Me? - You didn't take your dinner break.
You haven't left Nathan's side.
I'm fine.
You must be starving, take it.
Thank you.
He loves his teaching job.
He never misses Sunday night dinner at my place.
It'd be tough to stay away from this soup.
It's really yummy.
I'm a good cook.
Probably why he can't find a girlfriend who lives up to me.
Relationships are hard. At least, that's what I'm told anyway.
You're single?
- Mm-hmm. - I find it hard to believe
men aren't camped out on your front lawn.
I live in a condo.
Attracting them isn't the problem per se;
it's me staying interested in them
for more than five minutes.
I get bored easily,
ADHD probably,
and I like myself a lot
which, in this country,
they call it vanity.
Seriously, if I'm not married by the time I'm 25,
my relatives in India will invite me to my own wedding and...
Why am I telling you all this?
I like it.
You two are very similar.
Almost like talking to him.
Still...
... you should be the one doing the talking.
Yeah, yeah. And in and out.
Yeah.
Look, I am sure this wasn't part of your birth plan.
You have no idea. I was meant to be you.
You know, the person beside the bed who's playing
the Maori fertility chants and whatever.
Um, it's a little late for fertility chants,
but if you want 'em, you got 'em.
Aaah... Aaaah!
Oooh!
WAAAAAAAH!
Ohhh, oooh,
aaaaah!
Sorry to interrupt, whatever it is I'm interrupting.
Lydia, I'm Dr. Banks. I'm gonna be delivering your baby today.
Wow, that sounds so surreal.
- Hi, I'm... - The noob who couldn't find the heartbeat.
Yeah. You're already a bit of a legend around here.
Okay, Lydia, you are 4 centimetres dilated.
Why isn't she on a foetal monitor?
She wanted to be able to move around during her contractions.
She's a geriatric pregnancy delivering a month early,
and she's been through a major trauma.
I wanted to honour her wishes.
Now, you can honour mine. Get her on a monitor.
We have portable ones by the way.
And if anything changes,
I wanna know immediately.
Especially if any of those beluga whales
you were summoning ever show up.
Hey, don't take it personally.
Sarah, my ex, she would have loved your beluga calls.
She wanted to be a mother. Couldn't wait to get pregnant.
It just didn't work.
I'm sorry.
She just disappeared inside herself, you know?
So genius over here thought,
"I know what will bring her back: I'll get pregnant,
so she can be a mom, so we can survive".
So I did one Hail Mary IUI,
but we didn't survive.
One month after we split, I got the news.
- Wow, that's... - Bad luck? Yeah, I was sure
I would terminate.
I guess...
I guess I just wanted to be a mom more than I realized.
Why isn't she here?
Oh, she doesn't know.
It would break her heart all over again, so...
- Oooh! - Another one's coming?
- Yeah. - Alright, alright. You got it,
- you got it. There you go. - Oooh!
Aaaah!
_
Grace, hey.
Dude, they're cuffing your patient to the bed,
- did you know that? - Yeah.
His name is Eric Wayne Tippit.
Okay, and why is he being... ? Oh, shit!
- No. - "Women choose
anyone of colour". He blames us all.
He's a piece of crap.
Yeah.
Um... But, Wolf, you can't tell anyone.
Okay?
Oh, okay.
What the hell, Grace?!
The driver is your patient? So what are you gonna do?
- About what? - About treating him.
What choice do I have? I mean, that's the job, right?
I guess, but I wouldn't really be topping off
his morphine if I were you. And there are a few angry relatives
who I'm sure would love to know his room number.
Ashley, we need to protect his privacy.
So now, we're not only treating him, we're protecting him too?
It's just that nobody can know that he's here.
You mean like Ann Spalding, the mother of four
up in the ICU whose husband I just had to call,
who will never walk again because of him,
- she shouldn't know? - Just no need to alarm anyone.
I have been on the phone calling and alarming people all day actually.
Okay, well, the police have already arrested him.
- Then what is he still doing here? - He was injured in the attack.
Grace, one of his victims should have that bed!
We don't make that call.
Who he is or what he's done,
the second he comes through our doors, none of that matters.
Yeah, you know, if you really believed that, you wouldn't be
so worried about people finding out that you're his nurse.
Wow. It must be so easy when you only treat the patients you like.
Tell me it's time for my sponge bath.
I'm gonna be changing the dressing
on your neck wound, Mr. Tippit.
"Can't always get what you want",
as the man said.
- What will I call you? - You don't need to call me anything.
Hmm. Nursie it is, Nursie.
- Ah! Ah! Ah! God! - Oh, my God, sorry! Are you okay?
I'm just kidding.
You know they're everywhere now.
Can't escape.
Can't catch a break.
I didn't get into that school,
but I'm better than all of them.
Diverse,
"deeverse",
whatever we're supposed to say.
Everything looks good.
Yeah, it sure does.
- Nice try, Mr. Tippit. - Help.
Code blue! We have a chronic bleed in 68-A! Code blue!
Hi, Trudy.
This is your grandma Joan talking.
Yes indeed. Uh-huh.
Can you pull up the oldest medical chart on file for Lydia Moon?
Yes, I'm the one who couldn't find the heartbeat.
Just let me look at the damn chart.
Please.
This one's from seven years ago.
- Knew it. - What?
No one ever changes their emergency contact.
This is Sarah. Talk at the beep.
Sarah, hi. Um...
I'm calling from St. Mary's.
Lydia's in the hospital. I thought you should know.
- Keon? My God! - Lydia,
- what are you doing out of bed? - I don't feel so good. Ow!
- Get Dr. Banks now! - Okay, breathe, it's okay.
Dr. Banks to delivery room 3.
- Dr. Banks, delivery room 3. - Green tea, extra honey.
Mm-hmm. Okay.
Are you still searching for the missing-finger guy?
Doesn't your clock officially run out on those?
Still. I haven't done one thing right today.
Besides, there's a wedding ring.
Have you checked the intakes from Sunnybrook?
You know, they just transferred three more over.
I know this because I have been stuck behind a desk, all day.
You mentioned, um...
"Jason Day". That's J.D.
He arrived 20 minutes ago.
Which means you never even had a shot at finding him, Wolf.
You're a good person.
I gotta go talk to him.
Uh, Mr. Day?
My name is Wolf, I'm a nurse here,
and I've actually been looking for you all day.
Don't tell me, you have my fingers?
Actually...
Oh... Oh, wow,
I was just joking.
But due to the length of time that they've been separated
from your hand...
- They're toast? - They're no longer viable.
Yes, I'm sorry.
Yeah. Yeah.
You know what, man?
It might just be the morphine talking,
but I'm just happy to be alive.
- Really? - Yeah.
- I got married three weeks ago. - And your wife, is she okay?
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. She was in Calgary.
She was doing a work thing. Yeah. Ha-ha!
She's actually holding down the fort
while I go back to school to pursue my dreams.
It's pretty awesome.
Yeah, she is.
You know, when I saw that car coming towards me,
all I could think was,
"I'm never gonna see her again" and...
that it's over before it even started really.
Oh, hey. Her plane just landed.
She'll be here soon.
Well, you should...
you should have this on when... when she gets here.
- That's my ring! - Yeah.
Oh, wow!
Dude, I was actually a lot more bummed out
to lose this than my fingers.
- Wait, wait. - Yeah...
Not sure this is gonna work exactly.
Here, I, uh...
Here you go. Perfect fit.
That's above and beyond, Nurse.
Thank you.
Any time.
Mrs. Richie we've been closely monitoring Nathan
as his ventilator support was removed while we conducted an apnea test.
Unfortunately, his test results are positive.
What does that mean?
A positive result is defined
by the total absence of respiratory efforts.
It means Nathan has no brain activity.
No.
No, please!
I'm so sorry.
No, he's a fighter. Nathan's...
No!
She just needs some time.
- Not enough time in the world. - Yes, you may be right about that.
And if she wants to help those students...
You're talking organ donation?
You... you just said she needs time.
Yes, but those students
that he loved so much do not have any time.
See what you can do.
I'm not ready to let him go.
Take all the time that you need.
All these...
machines and...
all these tubes...
... this isn't what he would have wanted.
Maybe not,
but you need to think about what you need right now too.
I need him!
Why him?
What was the last thing he said to you before he... ?
Please...
I need to know what he said!
He kept asking about his students.
He needed to know that they were okay.
He would have done anything for them.
Anything he could.
Maybe he still can.
You're right.
I don't want to be.
I'm so sorry.
He wouldn't want to live like this.
Not for a single day.
My boy...
My beautiful angel boy.
I didn't know what to do.
I hesitated.
I've been doing this almost 20 years;
I have those moments every single day.
How do you cope?
Used to be white wine by the box.
Now yoga.
I can put someone else on this.
No, I got it.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, he's my patient.
Molly, hey. Sorry to interrupt.
Nathan Richie's organs, who's getting them?
You know I can't tell you that.
Of course.
Princess?
His heart was a match.
It's going to one of his students.
Thank you.
You need anything?
Maori fertility chants? Beluga call?
I'm good.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Can I... ? - Yeah, yeah. Hi.
¡Jaja! Se trata de Willa.
Muy lindo.
- Oye. - Oye.
Es en todas las noticias. ¿Estás bien?
No. No.
Quiero comida tailandesa, Netflix y usted.
No necesariamente en ese orden.
Uhh ... ahora no es realmente un gran tiempo.
Kabir, ¿quién es?
Uh, es sólo Steve.
Dile que no se puede hablar, usted tiene una boda al plan.
Volvió a casa un día antes.
Estaba vas texto.
- Lo siento. - No vayas.
Está bien, hay que ir.
Cuatro años de bola de la universidad,
Yo no recuerdo siendo esta cansado.
Seis meses como camarero Pro,
Yo no recuerdo que necesitan una bebida de este mal.
¿Quieres venir a tomar una copa con nosotros?
- No gracias, estoy muy cansado. - La próxima vez.
No puedo esperar a llegar en el baño.
Copa de vino, la revista de mala calidad ...
Bien, chicos, primer turno de en la bolsa,
Las manos en? Abrazo él hacia fuera? ¿Que estamos haciendo?
¡Maldición!
Lo que pasa con estos componentes vitales: la columna vertebral,
los pulmones,
el hígado,
el cerebro,
el corazón que dependen unos de otros,
dependen unos de otros.
Se necesitan mutuamente