04x09 - Sanctuary

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Beat it, Ehrlich.

This is important.

I'm the last guy you want to talk to.

Okay, maybe I stepped over the line,
the Boynton case, undercut your authority,

scared a patient out of surgery, but
did you have to tell Craig to kick me out of the department?

That was his idea.

I wanted to tear your head off.

Well, medicine's a judgment call.

I tried using my judgment.

Yeah, that was your first mistake.

Look, I'm sorry.

Okay, I'll do anything.

I'll never take another plastic rotation.

I'll handle scut work for you in the burn ward.

Just get me back into surgery, please.

Gave you more chances than you deserve.

Got sandbagged for it.

You don't understand, okay?

You want to hate me, that's just fine.

But, uh, I've got to prove myself to Craig,
otherwise he's going to drop me from the residency program.

Then where would I be?

Ehrlich, I don't care if you end up in a
taxidermy shop stuffing tuna.

Which brings us to OBGYN.

You know, Craig transferred me there so I
could learn interpersonal skills.

Obviously, I need work in that area.

You know, but dealing with women isn't
exactly my long suit.

You know, kicked out of
surgery, b*mb out of OBGYN, next stop's the street corner.

You know something?

I don't give a rat's can about your problems.

You're a wimp.

One of those high school lightweights used to
run to the gym teacher when things got going a little rough.

What, this is because I was lousy at dodgeball?

Just stay out of my way.

Come on, son.

Finish up there.

Buenos dias, Marina.

Hello.

Hi, Dad.

Hi.

I called a taxi for you.

They're gonna pick you up in an hour.

An hour?

I've only got a million dollars.

I've got a million things left to do.

Okay, come on, son.

Time to get you to school.

Get your coat.

Tommy, stay Morena.

No, you're going to school.

Morena, thanks for doing my laundry.

Yes.

You know, she's only been here a week and
already she knows how to run the house.

I really like her.

She makes the strongest coffee in the world.

You know, Tommy hasn't gotten along with
anyone this well since Mrs. Catalano.

He's gonna be late.

We'll get him.

Good.

Oh, Dad!

I'm gonna need some more money for school.

I just sent you a check last week.

Yeah, but see...

Tommy!

Tommy, come here!

Marina, if the plumber calls...

P... plumber?

Never mind.

Dad, come up here quick!

Tommy, come here!

Tommy!

Lizzie?

Dad, he climbed out!

Tommy!

Tommy!

Tommy, come here!

Tomasito.

Niño.

Ven acá.

Tomás, ven acá.

Vendete a tu papá, por favor.

Tommy, come here!

Cuidado.

Eso es.

Cuidado.

Tommy!

You okay, Dad?

Oh, yeah.

No.

No, I'm sorry, sir.

I do not see that name on the admitting records.

I'm sorry.

Well, you sure you brought your wife here?

Well, our hospital is made out of brick.

What did the place you took your wife look like?

Oh, no, no.

That's St. Cecilia's.

St. Cecilia's has a fountain outside it.

What?

Oh, yeah, I'm sure it's a very good hospital.

Okay, no problem.

Helen, will you have someone clean up the
graffiti in the men's room right away?

That bad, huh?

I don't think Mrs. Auschlander will
appreciate being phoned for a good time.

Oh, Daniel, I tried putting a patient on
the CT scanner just now.

They said you'd reserve the machine.

You look tired.

Yeah, well, the baby's been sounding
revelry at 1 A.M., 3 A.M., 4.30.

What's going on with the scanner?

Boston Museum is X-raying one of its Egyptian mummies.

The city offered use of the CAT scanners
at all its hospitals.

The museum wants to examine its entire
collection of mummies, utilizing the new technology.

It's our turn.

And how long are these grave robbers going to tie us up?

I've given them short periods of time over
the next two days.

You should be able to get in there this afternoon.

Well, I'd better.

The hospital's supposed to be for the living, not the dead.

Hiya, Lucy.

Bobby.

Hey, thanks.

Whatever you did to my engine yesterday,
it's running great.

Just blew the moisture out of your coil.

Oh, the car has one, too?

Mm.

Uh, if you're trying to cop another feel, I'll just stand
here instead of being chased around the chart wheel.

Hey, would it be a normal day if I didn't
come by to grab a long John?

Oh, by this point, I'd probably feel slighted.

How'd it go last night, the date?

Was it lucky?

He probably thought so.

Hmm.

Nothing for the history books, huh?

Carson's monologue lasted longer.

Bet you're one of those women who like to
go for the distance.

First boyfriend was a harrier, quick as a bunny.

Gonna give this guy the heave-h*?

I wasn't planning on it until he made
the casual comment that I might consider breast implants.

Looks fine to me.

Well, I guess he doesn't have your good taste.

But you want another professional peek under the hood?

I'll be glad to size you up.

Have to show me yours first, Caldwell.

You two are really disgusting.

Helen, it's been a pleasure ignoring each other.

Let's keep it up.

How could Craig do this to me?

You ought to be glad you're still working here.

I ought to be transferred to accounting.

Well, OBGYN is no picnic for me, either.

This rotation went south when Roxanne did.

You're lucky you get along with women, you know?

Why are you so afraid of them?

Women find me rude, vulgar, insensitive.

The reason is they
make me crazy, and I've dreamt of touching them all my life.

They excite me.

When I get excited, I say stupid things.

Because you love women, they think you hate them.

You're looking at the pig poster, child.

How do you deal with it?

Well, you forget they're women and you
treat them like people.

Treat them like people, right.

Molly, this is Dr. Ehrlich.

I'm going off shift.

He'll be handling your delivery.

I can't do it.

Did you see her?

There's no way I can be detached around that woman's body.

Man's body, fine.

Who cares?

You see him at the Y all the time.

Victor, you're a doctor.

Surgeon.

Okay, then we're talking anesthetized
open wounds, but heaving breasts in the urogenital tract.

Conscious women terrify me.

Look, Molly is the only woman on the ward so far.

Her water broke an hour ago.

Maybe she'll deliver after your shift ends.

But that's seven hours from now.

She's only three centimeters dilated.

All I've got to do is avoid her till then.

That's one way of looking at it, Victor.

Okay, great.

I'll just, uh, play hide and seek until I
can figure a way out of this rotation.

How you doing, Jerry James?

I'm gonna go around the gurney.

Half supply, bring down all the lean,
lean shampoo they got.

At least we can give these people a cure for lice.

Wayne!

Thank God.

We need you around here.

Westphall assigned me to the morgue for a couple days.

Boy went flying and betters on a bender.

What are you doing here?

Lonely.

Seems like when I work up here in ER, everybody dies.

Move down there, no customers.

Thought I'd sign her up and see what the problem was.

Well, we had a pretty big car accident a little while back,

but unfortunately
for you, I think you're all going to make it.

Wayne.

Dudley Bowman.

Remember me?

I helped you move into that piece of the
guy's apartment last year.

Ehrlich.

Why?

You were the only one that could drive the truck.

Ended up sleeping at our place for four days.

Straight.

How you doing?

Good.

I'm tired.

Nobody's getting any sleep with the cops running around.

You gotta keep moving
constantly, otherwise you'll wind up in the city shelter.

Nobody wants to live with a bunch of bums.

Good point.

The hack sounds bad.

I ran into a rotten string.

Seems like all the butts I find are unfiltered.

Anyone examine you?

Not much.

I've been waiting.

Well, why don't I take a look?

It's not worth it, Wayne.

Well, nothing to do anyway.

Follow me.

In that case, how about letting me buy you breakfast after?

You got the money?

No.

It just seemed like the polite thing to say.

Come on.

Morena, you can use the dishwasher.

Dishwasher?

Dishwasher.

You don't scrub.

Remember?

Just like I showed you before.

Glass is here.

Dish is here.

Okay?

Oh, there's my taxi.

Oh, sh**t.

My backpack.

No clean good.

Adios, Morena, see you at Noel.

Morena?

What's wrong?

Morena?

All.

Right, let's move it over here.

What's the problem?

I turned an angle, Johnny.

Name?

Michael Dukakis.

Occupation?

Governor.

Governor of what?

Commonwealth of Massachusetts.

Baloney, that's, uh, what's his name?

I'm what's his name?

Have a seat.

Seven car demolitions are beyond the Mass Pike.

This guy's stable.

I got more wagons right behind me.

The ward's full.

We'll have to triage in the hallway.

Clear the walk-ins out of the ward, get whoever's on call.

Clear the people in the hall back.

Elliot, let's move him over.

Are you giving something away?

Yeah, free space.

The city's sweeping up bums and putting
them in municipal shelters.

They're all hiding out here.

I'll get the next one.

You don't look so bad.

Minor lacerations, possible broken clavicle.

Cuts and a broken collarbone.

Master, blood loss and head trauma.

She's first.

This one can wait.

And this one's beyond help.

Your blood pressure's low and you're running a fever.

I always get colds this time of year.

Hey, I just came into St. Eligius to avoid the cherry tops.

You coughing up any blood?

Yeah, a speck or two.

Okay, I'd like to get a chest X-ray.

I'd rather take a nap.

Well, you can sleep later.

Shh.

Listen to that.

I don't hear anything.

I know.

It's silence.

You have any idea how noisy the world is?

Traffic, sirens, construction, helicopters, mass transit.

It's a high-decibel merry-go-round out there.

Sometimes it's like... Well, it gets in your head like
bees are inside.

Could I brush my teeth?

Sure.

I thought Bum will sleep through everything.

Heck, that ain't sleep.

It's just not moving.

You got your radar going constantly.

Looking for cops, or thieves,
or some idiot driving a garbage truck over your legs.

Real sleep.

The REM model.

It's only a dream.

What?

We're good.

Let's get off to radiology.

When you swore as a kid, did
you remember used to wash your mouth off with toothpaste?

Two old polydeck and a cardiac needle.

Oh, for crying out loud,
Ehrlich, we're not trusting the Christmas Turkey here.

My granddaughter ties a bit of purse string.

Yes, sir.

Victor, what are you doing?

Well, reminiscing about the good old days.

Aren't you supposed to be an OBGYN?

It's a slow day, thank you, Elway.

You know, all I ever wanted to be was a surgeon.

Did exercises.

Did strength training.

Did strength in my hands.

I practiced tying knots in the dark.

I memorized every move Dr. Craig made.

I don't have an interest in any other field.

Surgery's my life.

So?

So look at me now.

Demoted to obstetrics and gynecology.

Ah.

That's how I felt when I told Dr. Westphall
about my medical degree and he placed me in a pharmacy.

Hey, hold the phone.

I'm not a bozo.

What I mean is you can learn no matter where you are.

Yeah, don't worry.

I got it all figured out.

Accepting who you are?

No, no, no.

You see, I spend a week in the infertility
clinic, mostly counseling, right?

Then I move right into GYN oncology,
dealing with older women.

Nothing at stake there.

You know, another week by the boards.

Meanwhile, I find a medical student,
express an interest in teaching him.

Any hands-on work, this guy handles it.

He's perfect, huh?

What are you talking about?

You see, if this plan works, I could be
the first resident to go through OB-GYN

rotation without ever touching a nubile young woman.

You're sick, Victor?

Fantastic, Boomer.

If all else fails, I get sick and skip the whole thing.

Ah, yeah.

I didn't think the board would fund your
nutrition classes so quickly.

Oh, what do you expect?

Donald whined, bitched, caught malaria,
fell down the stairs.

I mean, the board was probably afraid
he'd commit Harry Carey unless they tossed him a bone.

This is of his leverage to go out and
fight for more of your ideas.

Yeah, I hope so.

We mailed some flyers.

The local clinics, the public radio was
putting us into their community notices,

and WYN is coming by this evening to cover
the first class tonight.

I finally feel I'm accomplishing something here.

This looks like the diet Wiley put me on for liver cancer.

What we'll be doing is teaching people to
feed their families on a low budget and at

the same time maintain nutritional quality.

Basic food, simple preparation.

Well, let's hope our dieticians can make
it taste better than their usual slop.

Donald.

Hey, ER just called.

Apparently, Lizzie's... Lizzie's down there with your
housekeeper?

What happened?

I don't know.

They didn't say.

Excuse me.

You know, the governor ought to declare
that man's life a disaster area.

You should start taking better care of yourself, Dudley.

No more food out of garbage cans,
no more sleeping in car parks, sucking up exhaust fumes.

You'll live longer.

Than what?

Than 30.

I was lucky to make 12.

I got center-punched by a line drive in Little League.

I was in the Little League.

Oh, yeah?

Catcher.

Only guy with a cup.

Always short.

Not really.

Four foot ten is average size.

No, no, I played short stock.

I was quick.

Rico Petruccelli.

A Bo Sox man.

Yeah, I grew up in Framingham.

Ever visit your parents?

Nah.

Besides baseball, the thing I remember
most about growing up was junior high.

When the hormones kick into overdrive.

Served on the class council.

I took Stacy Clark to the ninth grade prom.

Dissected frogs.

Go to college?

Hated freshman year.

Yeah, me too.

Yeah, but I quit.

Hello?

Where is everybody?

Look how clear that is.

It's incredible.

Wade, hi.

Hi.

Friend of yours?

In a way.

Dudley, Mona, Polita.

My girlfriend.

Hi.

Coming in for a look at Mr. Mummy?

No.

Looking for an X-ray technician.

And co-taps.

You know him?

Yeah, I used to hang out in the museum a
lot when it was cold out.

The Egyptian room was my favorite.

It had the best heat in the place.

He was a pharaoh.

Really?

He was over 3,000 years old.

See what happens when you take care of yourself?

The guy, he ruled an empire, and 3,000
years later, people still remember him.

So what?

When I was a kid, I wanted to be somebody, you know?

Did John F.

Kennedy discover a planet, be the center
of no little attention?

What happened?

Like one of those fly ba*ls that gets lost in the sun.

Couldn't flip the shades down.

Peaked in junior high.

She doesn't speak English very well.

What happened?

Something with Morena's back.

She couldn't move.

We need someone here to speak Spanish.

All right, get Jack Morrison paged.

He's fluent in Spanish.

Hey, Dad, my cab's waiting.

I should get to the airport.

I wish I could stay, but I don't know.

All right, sweetheart, we'll manage.

Thanks.

Bye.

Dad will take care of you.

Está bien.

Vaya con Dios.

Your back hurts.

Great.

Got a spinous muscle spasm?

No CVA tenderness?

All right, it'll be all right.

You call for me?

Hiya, sweetheart.

I just debrided a cubist ulcer on Mr. Hildreth's heel.

You want to help me bandage?

Mm-hmm.

Soap gauze?

Forgot to tell you how sexy you look today, Luce.

Don't worry about it.

It smells good, too.

My wrap.

It's nice having a good-looking young
thing take care of you.

Lucy was telling me she's thinking about getting breastfed.

Breast implants to please her boyfriend.

What do you think about that, Mr. Hildreth?

You look okie-dokie to me.

Why, thank you, Mr. Hildreth.

I'll sleep better now.

Yeah, that's what I told her.

She's well-shaped, firm, makes the most of what she's got.

Okay, Bob.

Yeah, Lucy's my favorite around here.

Unfortunately, she won't have anything to
do with me, but I hear that she's hot for

older men who need to get nursed back to health.

Cool it, Bob.

I'm going to move him around a little bit once
in a while, make sure he doesn't get any more bed sores.

Lie back.

Enjoy, Mr. Hildreth.

Thanks, honey.

You can come around anytime to fluff up the pillows.

I just checked on Molly Bloom.

Her labor's moving along.

I hope she doesn't drop the kid too soon.

And she wants to see you.

What for?

Why don't you just go find out?

How are the old contractions coming?

Every seven minutes.

What's taking so long?

Nothing to worry about.

We're just in for a miserable labor.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Hey, you.

Come here.

What's your name?

Dr. Ehrlich.

I forgot.

See, now this is only the second time I've seen you.

I'm a doctor.

I'm very busy.

There's really nothing I could do for you.

What do we got, a contraction?

Okay, let's just work through it, you know, breathe.

Puff, puff, puff.

I gotta run.

Dudley, wake up.

We got a problem.

The x-Ray's showing abscess right there.

There's fluid draining into your left lung.

I'm gonna have to admit you.

Dudley?

Dudley!

Dudley!

My Spanish is, uh, it's a little bit rusty.

She's afraid of something, Jack.

I don't know what.

I see Nanya.

We're going off about a year.

Did she fall?

Did she injure her back?

She said she was hitting her back many times.

Who hit her back?

The soldiers.

Soldiers.

Where was this?

El Salvador.

The secret anti-communist army.

I was tortured.

Was it in El Salvador?

The death squads, they tortured her.

She was held in solitary confinement for two weeks.

So they got a confession.

They used a lucky shotgun on her chest.

They beat her with batons.

They used razors.

While she was being held, doctors came to visit her
to make sure that she was healthy enough for more.

Well, what was she accused of?

The soldiers said she was a rebel organizer.

She was a nutrition worker in the country.

She was helping people to feed themselves better.

How did she get up here?

When she was released, she fled to Los Alamos.

She came north through Mexico to the United States.

She was smuggled in and came to Boston to
live with her brother.

ill*gal?

Yeah.

What about her family?

No.

No.

The soldiers k*lled her husband.

Her two children were disappeared.

That means they were taken and never seen again.

Um, okay, Jack, work her up for the back
pain and admit her.

Let me know what you find out.

Okay.

You're angle.

All right, clear.

Nothing.

Keep going.

One amp ampi on a cardiac needle.

Lane, let's go.

Come on, Dudley.

You've been on him for 40 minutes.

He's had it.

Look, the abscess on his lung must have ruptured.

His lung is ruptured.

His lung is filled up with fluid and he's suffocated.

At least he's finally getting a good night's sleep.

He embarrassed me in front of a patient.

He made me feel like some cheap piece of meat on the block.

We've all had to live with sexual harassment.

I know, it hurts.

You know, everyone thinks that I'm cold,
like a tough chick.

But I'm not really, Jackie, and at least I try not to be.

It's no fun playing the St. Eligius
witch all the time, so I, so I try to act like a good sport.

And this is what I do.

What happened?

Are you okay?

Caldwell harassed her.

It must have been bad.

I never thought I'd see you cry.

Touched her rear, talked about her breasts
in front of a patient.

Well, what is it with the men around this place?

They treat me like dirt, too.

Except for Dr. Craig and Wayne, of course.

He's so kind.

Wayne?

Wayne Fiscus?

I just want to know what Bob thought he was trying to do.

Being cute.

Which is exactly why you have to blow him
out of the water by going to Auschlander.

Do you mind?

But if I go against him, it's going to
turn every man here against me.

So what?

It's better than letting them think you're
a pushover for their stupid idea of fun.

Take a stand, Lucy.

It'll make you feel better.

I don't know, Lucy.

Maybe you should just talk to Bob personally.

You don't want to ruin his career.

Lucy?

What?

I need some backup at the nurse's counter.

I thought you were capable of handling the
whole job by yourself.

Are you crying?

Bob Caldwell assaulted her.

He didn't as*ault me, Mona.

He just went too far with his sex jokes.

If he made you cry, that's enough.

Well, that's what you get for playing into me.

What are you talking about?

Earlier today at the nurse's station,
joking around with Bob.

Oh, you think this is my fault?

Well, you certainly seem to enjoy getting
him to lift his shirt for you.

That doesn't give him the right to treat me like
some geisha girl in front of anybody, especially a patient.

He ruined my credibility.

Isn't that getting a little carried away, Lucy?

Hell no.

This isn't my problem, Helen.

This is Caldwell's, and I'm gonna hang him out to dry.

Jack, tell her this is gonna make it.

Make her back feel better.

Esto le ayudará con El dolor en la espalda.

I think she must be frightened of being restrained.

No one's going to hurt you here.

Nadie le va a lastimar.

I'm gonna stay here for a while.

Good chance to speak Spanish again.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Mañana.

Look who's here.

Still can't clear the track, huh?

Oh, I tried to have it while you were gone, but I couldn't.

See, you're dilated to nine centimeters an hour ago.

Leave me alone.

You must have had a long day.

Nurses check on me by the hour.

Doctors walk in, look at me, and leave.

And I have to do all of this alone.

Where's your husband?

Oh, the father?

You tell me.

You know, I should have taken his advice
and, uh, never let it get this far.

Don't you want the baby?

Sure.

Sure, I want the baby.

But I've been laying in this bed so long,
and I can't sleep.

I don't know what's happening to me.

I'm so alone, and nobody can sit down.

I'm just scared.

Breathe with it.

Mama, I just can't take this anymore.

Just breathe.

Okay, that's it.

What are you doing?

I'm helping.

I heard about your housekeeper.

Our maid, Grace, once tried to convince me
that she needed more rest breaks.

Supposedly, she crushed her
foot under a trolley as a child, and it still bothered her.

Well, I believed her, until I realized
that the pain starts at the same time as the guiding light.

I mean, these people will stop at nothing to turn on the

pathos, and before you know it, you're waxing
the kitchen floor.

Mark, Marina is in traction with a traumatic back injury.

Now, I'm not saying that you're a woman.

Just that it's tough to find good, hired help in general.

There's always one thing after another.

I've got to get going now.

How come you're here so late?

Isn't Tommy at home?

No, he's with his teacher for the evening.

I have to do a news interview or something
for the nutrition classes.

I hope you beefed up security.

Don't want these welfare cases roaming
around, stealing us blind.

Shouldn't be in full swing by now.

Okay, Phil, let's wrap it up.

I'll take care of the children.

Probably worked better in Ethiopia.

Right.

Dr. Caldwell's language has been a daily
barrage of sexual innuendo.

He asks intimate questions about my
sex life, makes crude jokes, constantly touches my body.

Lucy, I thought it was a game between us.

In front of a patient.

He made specific remarks about my breasts, patted
me on the rear, and demeaned my role as a professional.

As a result, I've lost the respect of the patient,
who now views me as a source of pleasure, not a nurse.

Mr. Hildreth underwent an uncomfortable procedure.

He spent two weeks in bed recovering from a hernia repair.

I was trying to lighten his mood,
bring back his sense of humor.

Oh, come on!

Okay, you're right.

I used bad judgment.

Even though I was just horsing around, I pushed too hard.

But I did not mean to offend or insult you.

I am sorry.

Nurse Papandrao, if you've nothing further
to add to this complaint, would you mind stepping outside?

What?

That's it?

I mean, he apologizes and that's it?

No.

Please step outside.

Okay.

So this is my formal reprimand.

Don't worry, Dr. Auschlander, I will stay away from Lucy.

Wait a minute, Bob.

What have you to say in answer to these charges?

I was playing.

Not according to Lucy.

Look, I don't understand what happened.

Lucy and I fool around all

the time, and
this time all of a sudden, she just goes nuts.

It was a joke.

I thought you were a caring, capable surgeon.

You handle your patients with sensitivity and compassion.

St. Eligius needs doctors like you.

Now I find out you're a brazier-snapping fraternity boy.

One more incident like this and you're through.

Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

I will apologize to Lucy again.

Be glad she didn't slap you with a lawsuit.

Poor woman was tortured by doctors.

I mean, how can somebody abuse a medical
responsibility like that?

Speaking of which, where's Victor?

Helping a patient.

Must have found somebody who likes being called doll cakes.

What has got you all crazy?

Caldwell.

Which reminds me, Phil, you interrupt me all the time.

As if because I'm a woman, what I have to say
couldn't possibly be as important as what you have to say.

Uh-huh.

Wayne, what's wrong?

Remember that bum down in the ER?

Which one?

There was a hundred of them.

Dudley, the one who died.

Yeah, that guy, yeah, so?

All right, let's get started.

Dr. Wade, your case, please.

April Anderson, 35-year-old white female,
four weeks post-op for bleeding ulcer,

presented with jaundice and mild constitutional symptoms.

Doctor?

I don't know what happened.

Someone must have taken her for tests.

Well, I suggest that next time
you present a case, be sure you know where your patient is.

She can't help it if someone else screwed up.

Excuses.

You know that's all I seem to get from you people?

It's always someone else's fault, isn't it?

The people who work in the lab,
the ward clerks, complaints that you don't have enough time.

I'm really getting tired of it.

I told all of you to start
thinking about where you're going to do community services.

Two of you came forth.

The rest of you are just waiting for the
board to turn down that project.

Well, they didn't turn it down.

So now I'm going to sign each one of you.

You know, maybe nobody stepped forward
because we're already doing enough.

Wayne.

No, you don't think we care about that.

We care about the people we deal with.

Well, we do.

We care, and they die anyway.

You want us to go out and give more
to the community when it's the community that doesn't care?

Medicine stinks because society stinks.

We just supply Band-A*DS for a lousy world.

So I'm not going to listen to any lectures
about responsibility.

I'll get him.

Let him go.

Well, he's just upset about it.

Dr. Chandler, I don't care.

Dr. Axelrod, you're up next.

Push.

That's it.

Bear down.

I've changed my mind.

I can't take the pain.

I want a spinal.

Please.

Molly, you're too far along.

We're almost finished.

You can do it.

No, I can't.

Get your legs back in position.

I'm too tired.

You can't deliver like that.

I can't make it.

I can't make it.

Molly, listen to me.

Listen to me.

You'll make it.

You're strong.

We've come this far.

We're going to do it together.

You're going to have this baby right now, okay?

Okay, now, push.

Come on.

That's it.

Push.

Real hard.

Okay.

There's the head.

There's the head.

Light it, Kim, 100%.

Okay.

I'm doing the episiotomy.

Okay, big push now.

Push again, real hard.

Bear down.

Bear down.

Got the head.

Big push.

Hey, it's a boy.

It's a boy.

Oh, yeah, give me the clamp.

Okay.

Okay.

He's handsome.

He's a handsome fella.

You know what I'm going to name him?

Victor?

No.

Edward after his grandfather.

Come here, Dr. Ehrlich.

Come on.

Thank you.

Okay.

Lucy, I'm sorry.

What I did was wrong.

Well, evidently that's enough for everybody.

You say you're sorry and the problem never happened.

I don't know what's going on with me anymore.

Oh, shove it.

Dr. Caldwell.

Lucy.

Don't you ever touch me again.

I've been a mess since that girl cut me.

Yeah?

Well, I'm beginning to think that maybe she had a reason.

Maybe she did.

Maybe I deserved it for picking her up.

I don't know.

My whole life has come in unglued.

I feel like I'm on some weird autopilot.

I gotta hide behind this butcher job, feeling like a
picture of someone slashed and made worthless.

I'm sorry about your problems, but they're not my fault.

Wayne.

What are you doing down here?

Jackie told me about what happened on rounds.

Are you okay?

I hate this job.

No, you don't.

I'd rather be running Wayne's bait and tackle.

You're only responsible for the death of a few fish.

Dudley was a real nice guy.

I'm sorry.

We're the only ones who are sorry.

Nobody even knows he's dead.

He's in number five.

Don't you have anything?

They're all gone.

He's alone.

The county can't locate any kin, which they won't.

They Bury him in a mass grave.

Because nobody wants bums taking up too much ground.

Take it easy.

That lead will disappear forever.

That's not right.

People deserve more than that.

Don't throw them around, okay?

He's dead, Wayne.

There's nothing more you can do for him.

Mrs. Zepeda, this is Dr. Auschlander.

How do you do?

How is Morena?

She's fine.

She's just fine.

She has problems with the nerves in her lower back.

She's responding very well to the drugs we're giving her.

Take her home today, if you like.

Mrs. Zepeda, what she told me, that's all true?

I first hear she was taken to jail from
friends in El Salvador.

I thought she would be k*lled,
like her husband, for six months after she arrived here.

There were nightmares.

She was afraid to sleep.

Well, I wish you'd have told me that Marina is an ill*gal.

Would you have hired her?

Has she applied for asylum?

She applied, but the judge at the hearing
says she's an economic refugee,

here to take jobs from Americans.

Did she tell him about the t*rture?

The judge ordered her deported anyway.

If she escaped from a communist
country, like Nicaragua, no problem, she could stay.

But El Salvador is an ill*gal country.

She's an ally of the United States.

Morena could be k*lled if she goes back.

I'd take her.

I'm sorry.

What will you do?

Keep hiding her.

She's my family.

I'll protect her.

She'll be okay.

Unless you turn her into I.N.S.

No.

No.

Morena is welcome to stay in our home.

She'll be safer there.

You do that?

Well, I've seen the way she has with my son.

In the meantime, maybe we can get some
information from the immigration people.

Thank you, Dr. Westphall.

It's all right.

I go on till morning.

Donald, is it worth the risk to take in this woman?

I've played by the rules all my life, Daniel.

It's never done me a damn bit of good.

I think maybe sometimes we have to bend
those rules to fit the cause.

Immigration is looking for her.

You're obstructing.

Justice harboring a fugitive.

This thing could explode in your face.

Let me ask you something.

If a Jew showed up here who had escaped
from the Holocaust and the government

wanted to send her back to Germany, what would you do?

Dudley, old pal.

Going down in history.

You're wasting water, Ehrlich.

Dr. Craig?

Who'd you think it was, G.

Gordon Liddy?

I'd sleep in this light without my glasses.

Oh, shut up.

You like the soap?

I'd have to wear that string.

You know, if your generation had faced the
responsibility of serving in the armed

forces, you'd know how to take a Navy shower.

You'd look terrible.

I had a tough day.

Partying on a work night, right?

Oh, you really should.

Take the boob size on it.

I think you can coast through OBGYN.

I delivered a baby.

Oh, well.

What do you want?

A medal of freedom?

The mother needed me.

I was there.

I suppose now you expect me to welcome the
prodigal son back into surgery.

She thanked me.

One baby doesn't make a career.

Yes, sir.

Marina?

I brought Tommy to see you.

Oh.

Here are some of your things from home.

Gracias.

You'll be safe here, Marina.

I promise you.

Tomasito.

Mi hijo.