Mercy s01e16 Episode Script

- More coffee, sweetie? - You need any more bacon? You look real pretty this morning, sweetheart.
Okay, guys I really appreciate the attention.
And thanks for coming over for breakfast.
But I'm fine.
So We can all just act normal.
- I love you.
- Oh, my God, Ryan - Nice going, jackass.
You're freaking her out.
- No.
It's fine.
- I love you too, Ryan.
- We're all just worried about you, hon.
A thing like this can stay with a person.
Ma, I told you, nothing's gonna happen.
As far as the police department's concerned, she acted in self-defense.
I don't think she's talking about the legal ramifications, dummy.
She's talking about the emotional fallout from shooting a guy at point blank range, okay? What do you know about emotional fallout? Shut up about things you don't know what you're talking about.
Is that the first person you killed? Or did you kill people over in Iraq? - What is the matter with you? - If it makes you feel any better, Trae Adams - was one bad mope.
- Trae Adams? That was his name? Yeah, the guy had priors for b and e, aggravated assault, even a murder one charge.
But D.
A.
couldn't make it stick.
Strike me dead for saying this, but you've made the world a safer place, Veronica.
Thank God it's over.
- Hey, thanks.
- No worries.
- Sure you're okay? - Yeah, like mom said.
It's over.
- Hear, hear.
- To it being over.
Over and out.
Okay.
- Everything's gonna be okay.
- Top lying to me! You can just take the money and leave us here.
- Stop lying to me! - Everything's gonna be okay.
Hello? Hi uh, sorry, I don't mean to barge in on you on a Tuesday.
- I know how you feel about that.
- No, come in.
It's okay.
I know that we said that we'd give it a couple of days, but I just I really wanted to see you.
Be sure that you were okay.
I'm okay.
I've just been sleeping mostly.
Besides, it's kind of hard to get a quiet moment around here.
- Seems pretty quiet right now.
- Everybody just left.
- Actually, I was just leaving too.
- Hey, I love you.
- We're gonna get through this, you and me, together.
- Okay.
Can I give you a ride to work? - Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Chris Chris, don't worry.
I'm not gonna let some horrible random thing - stop us from being together.
- No, no, I mean I wanna make sure that your dad's not gonna come home and kill me.
- I think I think we've got some time.
- Oh, yeah? - How are you sleeping? - Fine.
Any change in appetite? Are you feeling fatigued or depressed? - No, I'm doing pretty good.
- Intrusive thoughts? To be honest, I'm doing okay.
Look we've both got better things to do than sit here and lie to each other.
I could send you home on a mandatory three-week leave - right now if I see fit.
- Helen Please.
When Jerry died on 9/11, the hospital offered me a six-month sabbatical.
I couldn't stay away 72 hours.
People thought I was nuts.
But I couldn't sit home alone with my grief, and my daytime television, and Think about the love of my life falling from the 100th floor of that tower, in the peach shirt and green tie I picked out for him that morning.
To be honest, I'm having some trouble not dwelling.
But with a place to go, and knowing that I'm helping people, - I think that I can hold on.
- Good.
Molly this is Veronica.
She's gonna take good care of you, okay? Three days of vomiting and right upper quadrant pain.
- This is her father, Nate.
- Hi.
Welcome back.
- Hey, Molly.
- Hi.
Nice polish choice.
We're twins.
I still don't see why an Whoever heard of silver nails? - It's called "battle armor.
" - Honey, you feel any better? Been like that since they got here.
- V-Tach.
- What's happening? Molly? She's got an abnormal heart rhythm.
- Molly? - All right.
I don't feel a pulse.
- Charge to 100.
- Oh, God.
- Charged.
- Clear.
Normal sinus.
History of intractable vomiting.
Strong pulse.
She's okay.
What's wrong with her heart? Nothing.
All the throwing up made her potassium levels extremely low.
Add a 40 of "K" to the bag.
Her labs aren't back yet.
It could be dangerous.
What's dangerous is her going into V-Tach again.
I'll push Lidocaine.
- Good to see somebody's out in front of this.
Let's draw up the potassium, come on.
- Fine, I'm not giving it to her.
- You don't have to.
Molly singer.
Potassium, 2.
8.
Okay, thank you.
Good, something we can fix.
She's gonna be fine.
Can I talk to you for a minute? I have every right to question your authority.
- If you're gonna yell at me - Shut it down, chatty.
Question me anytime you want; It just makes me look - all the more spectacular when I'm right.
- Then what do you want? The E.
R.
nurse who came up on the elevator with you, the one with the giant fun bags, who is she? A kid is coding and you're rack checking? That's nice.
Relax.
Not asking you to get us a room.
I just wanna know what the situation is married, boyfriend, lesbian, kid in a wheelchair, what? For the record, this conversation is making me very uncomfortable.
Oh, my God.
Are you gonna get all sexual harassment lawsuit on me? 'Cause honestly, it's soul-sucking and boring.
- Give me the goods on your sexy friend.
- I don't discuss my co-workers' ersonal lives.
Especially not with skeevy doctors.
- Are we done? - Fine.
But she's gonna be very upset when she finds out I asked about her, and you didn't give me the goods.
Dr.
Briggs, your lap band's prepped and ready.
All right.
- What a nightmare.
- It's not that bad.
Really? Would you be caught dead in it? - Throw it away.
- All right.
Oh.
The Halston Caftan.
Now that I will be caught dead in.
Set it aside for my funeral.
I don't think this is gonna work for a casket.
Something more fitted.
Pants, maybe.
Really, Sonia? A pantsuit? I am not going to go to eternity looking like Hillary Clinton.
- Get this thing off me.
- Hey, it's helping you take deeper breaths.
Dr.
Harris prescribed morphine if the mask makes you uncomfortable, every two hours if needed.
It's needed.
I'm not gonna spend my days yelling - like a lunatic over that machine.
- Here, this will help.
I'm a civilized woman who does civilized things.
Like handwritten correspondence.
My penmanship looks like a four-year-old's.
- So where's Paul, by the way? - We sold the house on the vineyard.
I sent him up for the closing.
- You need to keep this on.
- No! It makes me look like Hannibal Lecter.
Although looking like a killer is fitting, I suppose when you're planning - to off yourself.
- What? Don't look so surprised.
I'm cleaning out my closets.
Writing letters.
Haven't you ever taken a course in psychology? I've decided to end my life and I need you to help me.
Are all immunizations up to date? Sorry.
I'm not sure.
Do you know the name of her pediatrician? I think it's, uh who is it, baby? Dr.
Ferris.
And I'm not a baby.
- BP is 106 over 64.
- Good.
Repeat potassium's 3.
2.
Molly's liver tests are all normal.
No evidence of hepatitis.
Then why is she in so much pain, doctor? It could be an unusually bad stomach virus, although these things resolve themselves fairly quickly if not, we could look at an ultrasound of her abdomen.
Would that be all right with you? He has no right to answer that.
I'm Molly's mother.
I have full custody.
Hi, mommy.
Sorry it took me so long to get here, honey.
I went home to get some of your things.
Make you feel more comfortable.
Tammy, the school nurse called and said Molly was rushed to the E.
R.
The only reason they phoned me is because they couldn't find you.
Mm, that's strange, because I was at my job.
The same place I've been every day since you abandoned us for your fancy new family.
Why did you let them bring her to Mercy? It's out of my network.
- I'll pay.
- We don't need your charity, Nate.
Let's continue this outside.
Molly needs her rest.
- You're just never gonna get it, Nate.
- What do you expect me to do? So what do you want me to do with these guys? Give 'em to a sick kid.
Are you sure? What if your dad comes back to visit? He won't.
My mom says we don't want anything to do with him.
Gotta be on her side.
Whatever they're discussing out there has nothing to do with you.
Keep the frog.
The rest can go.
Here.
Why don't I help you unpack? - Sure.
- All right.
Carrie? Aren't you, like, in fifth grade? - How about Nancy drew? - Not scary enough.
What's so great about scary? My parents always fought after I went to bed, and it gave me bad nightmares.
The kinds you can't wake up from.
I hate those.
Especially when you think you wake up, but you're stuck in the dream and the monsters are still chasing you.
That's what's so great about scary books.
At the end, the monsters usually get their butts kicked.
I don't want to ruin the end of Carrie, but you may want to brace yourself.
It's my third time reading it and the monster isn't Carrie.
It's the teenagers who are mean to her.
- You're pretty smart.
- Well, I'm no Nancy drew.
Nobody likes a wise-ass.
Except for me.
Ooh.
I miss food.
I'm only on the second day of my cleanse.
- Dating a pastry chef made me fat.
- You're not fat.
And this is boring.
You and your cleanse are boring.
Come on.
It's my first day back at work after shooting a guy dinner.
The least you can do is drink with me.
- Too soon? - Yeah.
Kind of.
Sorry.
Just because we're not talking about it doesn't mean that that we can't, if you want to.
Do you want to? No.
It was bad, but it's Over.
I'm good.
- Chris and I are good.
- Great.
So you and Chris are still on? Yeah, he's meeting me at my house later.
Doesn't your mother live there? Why not just have him meet you here? I was trying to be sensitive.
Mike works here.
I don't want to be a jerk.
Mike's not here.
Stephanie said he's off today.
Well, then Chris is meeting my mother for no reason.
If that doesn't scare him off, nothing will.
Okay, can we talk about somebody else? Sonia, - have you heard from Nick? - No, and I am not going to hear from Nick.
He's an Italian cop.
He's not just gonna forget about the fact that his girlfriend slept with somebody else.
- You could start with "I'm sorry.
" - Yeah, I already tried that.
It's over.
It's fine.
It's what I wanted.
It's what I got.
Yay, me.
- What's going on with the rich lady? - It's good.
Hello? What? Mom? What? Slow down.
What happened? Oh, God.
Okay.
Yeah.
I'll be right there.
Bye.
- What? - I got to go.
My dad put a pot of turpentine on the stove and almost burned the house down.
Flanagan down.
Dad, what happened? He was so happy about the breakfast he made this morning, he decided to do little turpentine flambé.
- Mike came right over.
- So you gonna bust my balls? Take him in the other room and find a game on TV or something.
- You might as well put on sesame street.
- Oh, come on.
- You want a drink? - No, I gotta go by work later.
Okay.
- What? - Nothing.
You guys are gonna have to re-plaster and re-paint.
You know, I was here the other day, and that bottle was full.
Jeez.
You go through a couple bottles of whiskey a night, all of a sudden you're an alcoholic.
Look, you scared the hell out of me the other day.
I know.
With what you got going on, I don't think that's the solution to your problems.
I can't sleep.
Veronica, you have a visitor.
- Ah, hello.
- Oh, boy.
Chris, - you remember Mike? - Hey.
What happened here? My dad had a little accident.
- Is there anything I can do to help? - We're fine.
Well, I guess this is my cue.
You kids have fun.
I'll walk you out, honey.
I think she really likes me.
- Let's get out of here.
- Yeah.
Okay.
Come on.
- What do you say to uncle Greg? - Thank you.
- So you like it? - Yeah, the colors are really pretty.
- Yeah, look, you got pink in there.
- Purple.
- Heart rate's up to 122.
- Is that bad? She might just need some more I.
V.
fluids or could be running a low-grade temp.
How are you feeling, Molly? You stressed about something? I probably got her all riled up with my complaining.
Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, my car up and died.
This is my brother Greg.
He's giving me a ride to work.
That's nice of you, Greg.
Tammy, I'll meet you downstairs.
Bye, sweetheart.
Bye.
Wish I could stay longer.
My boss is being a real jerk about me coming in late.
but we'll keep an eye on it.
Be good, honey.
I'll check in on you later.
It's so lame.
You could have fooled me.
My mom's really big on being polite.
I guess I'm just not in the mood.
You can be as grumpy as you want with me.
I brought you something.
- Actually it's kind of for both of us.
- Awesome.
- The stand.
I've always wanted to read it.
- You were too scared? Well, that and it's, like, 800 pages.
Anyway, I was thinking we could read it together.
Two-person book club.
I'm in.
Cool.
But, hey hey.
This isn't a race to the finish or anything, okay? Let me take a look at her records.
I'm pretty sure I can do circumferential pulmonary vein isolation and linear left atrial ablation to achieve bidirectional conduction block.
I'm one of, like, five guys in the world who can perform that procedure.
Wow.
Briggs.
I wish I could help, but I'm swamped.
I'll be right there.
Molly? Molly, are you in there? Oh, my God.
Molly? She was menstruating.
She left the tampon in for at least a day or two.
I'll send for culture and sensitivity.
So you're thinking toxic shock? Possible.
There are signs of infection in the cervix.
Let's see what kind of bug we're dealing with.
It's definitely not toxic shock.
It's a whole hell of a lot worse.
Hey.
You ready for dinner? I've decided on tonight.
I'd like a glass of Dom Perignon, a dish of chocolate mousse, and Joni Mitchell on the record player.
Then you can leave me with the morphine.
I can't do it, Lauren.
I had the most wonderful morning with Paul.
He's always called me by my first name, but yesterday, when he left, he said, "I love you, mom," and walked out the door.
That's a nice place to end, don't you think? Didn't you hear me? I'm not helping you kill yourself.
The morphine's not there.
I locked it up.
You have good quality of life left, Lauren.
And I'm gonna be here for all of it.
I will care for you.
I will listen to you.
I'm the one who decides what happens around here.
I give the orders.
You listen to me.
- Not this time.
- Fine.
You're fired.
Get out of here now.
The service won't be able to send anybody until tomorrow.
Then I hope you enjoy one last night sleeping on my thousand-thread-count sheets.
Don't think I haven't noticed your taste in the finer things, darling.
That's why you ditched that poor Detective and seduced my son, am I right? - You don't know me.
- Oh, yes, I do.
All your efforts will amount to nothing, because you're half-hearted, - you're gutless, you're cheap! - Lauren, stop it.
Deep down, you know you'll always be the help.
And you're just a sad old lady yelling at the help.
So who's worse? - Hey, do you have a car? - What? Chloe, do you do you have a car? I need a ride.
It's an emergency.
- Where's the emergency? - Filippelli's restaurant I'm meeting somebody there.
Do you know it? He restaurant in Newark? Are you joking? - Drive yourself.
- I don't drive.
- What do you mean, you don't drive? - I'm in a bit of a time-out, driving-wise.
Seriously? You're a grown-ass man.
- Do you have any pull with the D.
A.
? - No.
- Then I need a ride.
- I'm not driving you to dinner.
Nobody's having dinner.
Look, I need a nurse who knows how to keep her mouth shut.
It's a VIP house call.
Can you imagine that conversation? Asking your 11-year-old how she got gonorrhea.
She admitted it.
Four boys from sixth grade were having sex with my baby.
Did she tell you their names? Well, it's very important that we notify the public health department.
An epidemic of gonorrhea at the school can't go unchecked.
That's what happened with Molly.
The disease spread from her pelvis, causing Fitz-Hugh-Curtis Syndrome.
It inflamed her liver capsule, causing the abdominal pain I've just never been around for her enough, you know? Do I want to be able to sit and have dinner with her? Yeah.
Do I want her to be able to take tae kwon do after school? Yeah, but someone's gotta put a roof over our heads.
So I work, leaving her to take care of herself, looking for attention wherever she can get it.
And those boys taking advantage of her I just I just want to kill them.
There's a lot you two need to discuss.
Would you like me to get the social worker? No.
Uh, this is my fault.
I'm the one who's gonna fix it.
I need to start being there for Molly.
I want her to know that she can always count on me.
I'll have housekeeping set up a cot in her room so you don't have to leave until she's released.
- Do you think that you can get the time off? - Oh, I'm taking it.
Hey can fire me if they want.
How long should I tell them? Two or three days.
I'm going to keep her on I.
V.
antibiotics until the pain resolves and the fever subsides.
Thank you.
Battle armor.
- Are you all right, Veronica? - Yeah.
Veronica, you got a call at the station.
Thank you.
- Hello? - What are you wearing? Well, big guy, right now I'm running my hands down a boxy poly-cotton-blend top that turns into a boxy poly-cotton-blend bottom.
- Tell me about the shoes.
- Cross-trainers.
I called you a couple times.
Oh, I think I left my cell phone at your place.
Can you look around for it for me? - Yeah, sure.
- What's up? Um, not much.
You were gone when I woke up.
Nd I guess I was wondering if everything was okay or Well, you have the day off.
I didn't want to wake you up.
I was trying to be a good girlfriend.
You know, you can wake me up.
I'd rather see your face than sleep.
I will.
Hey, what about dinner tonight? I'll make you anything you want.
Okay.
Beef Wellington.
- Yeah, you don't mess around, do you? - Get cookin', honey.
- I'll see you around 9:00.
- Bye.
Just keep quiet and follow my lead.
Uh, are you taking me somewhere to kill me? Because I will scream or grab a cleaver.
Oh, is that black truffle risotto? Dom.
Damiano, are you in there, big man? Big Dom? As in big Dom Fattore? I swear to God, if there is a dead hooker behind there, I'm gonna run down this hall fast get in here.
- Who's she? - She's a nurse.
You need help with everything? I hope she doesn't have a big mouth.
Dom, I'm here.
What do you need? He's breathing, but he won't wake up.
What, did he get hit in the head what happened? I think he had a seizure.
- Are you okay, sir? - What the hell's going on? I must've caught myself on my zipper.
Don't worry about it.
Come here.
- Come here.
- Okay.
Lauren, I'm going to bed.
Do you need anything? Oh it's freezing in here.
You're recovering from pneumonia.
Please go away.
I'm not gonna let you catch your death on my watch.
So you've stated many times.
Please, just go.
Lauren This was a new bottle.
Did you take all of these? I did what I had to do.
Where did you get this? The maid keeps her pms stash under the powder room sink.
Do you know what happens when you OD on acetaminophen? I'm hoping death is involved.
Liver failure.
Jaundice makes you itch worse than anything.
You vomit blood.
Your stomach swells till you can barely breathe, and all that lasts for weeks.
You couldn't have picked a more painful, miserable, drawn-out way to go.
I have to call the paramedics and get you the antidote.
You're a strong, independent woman.
How would you feel if you were trapped inside this failing body and had no say in your own fate? This should be my choice.
And I choose not to burden my son.
I choose not to get my food through a tube in my stomach.
I choose not to pay people to bathe me and wipe my ass.
- Don't put me in this situation.
- If I were a sick dog, I'd be treated with more dignity.
They'd put me to sleep without a second thought.
Why am I being punished? I've made the most of my life.
My only crime is getting this disease.
Please, please let me go! Get me the morphine.
Lauren, how can I do this for you? It's illegal.
I sent you to the drugstore.
When you returned, I was unresponsive.
I can't.
You checked for signs of life there were none.
Since I have a DNR, you did not perform CPR or call the paramedics.
An elderly ALS patient with pneumonia is not a coroner's case.
Dr.
Harris will simply sign the death certificate, and the funeral home will come collect my body.
That's all you have to do.
Who is he? Angelo.
He's the sommelier.
Is he gonna wake up or what? - Does he have a history of epilepsy? - How should I know? How 'bout head trauma? Sleep deprivation? Alcohol abuse? He liked the wine a little too much.
He went cold Turkey a couple of days ago.
It's probably alcohol withdrawal he's post-ictal.
Chloe, push two migs of ativan.
- Is that gonna wake him up? - It'll prevent him from having any more seizures.
He's gonna have to come to on his own.
Pupils are equal, round, and reactive.
Um, sir, not to be disrespectful or anything, but you don't look too good.
You may have lost more blood than you realize.
You should probably just let me take a look at it.
Oh, okay Multiple full-thickness lacerations.
Most likely due to central incisor trauma to both the dorsal and ventral surfaces.
- What the hell does that mean? - Those zipper teeth took a big bite out of you.
Let's hurry this up, all right? - What? - Boss, table seven's asking for angelo.
You seen him? - Figure it out for yourself! - Who are you? So what do we need here, a band-aid? Some neosporin? No, we need to prep for a surgical procedure.
Uh, hey Veronica lost her cell phone, so I'm just re-tracing her steps from yesterday.
Have at 'em.
Yeah, I don't want to pull you away from whatever you're doing there.
How does Ronnie seem to you? Uh, good.
- She talk to you about the shooting at all? - Not really, no.
I just know how she is.
I'm worried about her.
I mean, the way she grew up, they don't talk about stuff.
Well, she says she's fine.
Yeah, well, if there's one thing that girl knows about, it's pretending that things are fine - when they're not.
- Yeah, I guess you'd know, right? What's that supposed to mean? Sorry, I just meant that you were togethe for a long time.
Yeah, we were.
And I know her well enough to know that she copes by not coping.
But maybe you haven't met that Veronica.
Well, thanks, but I think I know her pretty well too.
You think I want to talk about this? I'm trying to move on with my life.
And I know you guys think that you have this, uh, golden, perfect relationship Okay, okay.
Just keep your eyes open, okay? Thanks, Mike.
I got it covered.
All right, man, great.
Glad to hear it, buddy thanks For whatever the hell this was.
Approximate the wound edges with the adsons while I apply the dermabond.
Whoa, aren't you gonna numb it? We're gonna use medical-grade super glue to seal the lacerations you won't feel a thing.
I said I wanted to be left alone! - Stronz', it's me.
- Dad! Hurry it up.
Hurry it up.
- It just keeps getting better and better.
- Open the door! One second.
Try to evert the edges of the wound, minimize scarring.
- Other side.
- Within three seconds, I'll put my foot through this door.
Done.
How am I gonna hide this? How am I gonna hide this? Sit down, put your hand in your lap, and and follow my lead.
Go! Look who's here.
Doctor long shot.
What what happened? Did I do that with my mouth? What? No.
Oh, sorta see, what happened was Angelo got drunk, and he said something that your son took offense to.
- Who are you? - She's my nurse.
She's fine.
Anyway, he was cracking wise, so I slapped him.
You know, human teeth have a lot of germs.
If you contaminate a joint with mouth bacteria, you could lose the use of your hand.
So I figured, you know, with the probation and all, play it safe bring the doc down here instead of going to a hospital.
Too bad.
The kid knows wine.
I know.
Right? I'm gonna give him another chance.
So after this I'd say we're square.
Wouldn't you? You think you got leverage on me? You keep thinking it.
Your problem with us is gonna get bigger than it already is.
Hello? Molly! Molly! Your liver is sick.
What are you doing? Dr.
Harris said I'm getting better.
Not like this.
Where's your mom? I'm gonna go get your mom.
- No.
No, don't get her.
- Molly, stop it! Tell me what is going on, right now! You're pimping out your daughter? There are no boys at school, only the men you brought to the house.
You brought a John? You brought a John to see her here? Stop it! Veronica.
Veronica! Let go of her! She's pimping out her daughter, Dan! You could have killed her.
Are you insane? - She's pimping out her daughter.
- Well, then, we'll call the police.
We don't do this here.
You know that.
Sit down.
Sit down! Do not move until I tell you to get up.
- Where are you going? - I'm gonna try and clean up this mess.
It's time.
I didn't mean a single thing I said earlier.
Me neither.
You can have whatever you want in life, Sonia.
You know that, right? Lauren I'm really glad I met you.
And I you, my dear.
Would you be sure you're the one to break the news to Paul? Yeah.
That's it, I suppose.
I don't want to leave you.
You have to.
You, huh, did a nice job on that penis.
Clean work.
Impressive.
Anyhow, um, clearly you're in trouble.
And I don't want to know why.
I just, um I want you to know that I won't say anything.
Well, I think you talk too much.
Where are you going? This is downtown Newark.
For your work.
- Okay, we got what we need.
- Thank you, ma'am.
Tammy singer was arrested after receiving six stitches in her lip.
What did the police say? They took my statement and said that I'm free to go.
They think that I'm a hero.
The Jersey city police are not the moral authority of this hospital.
What if that child hadn't been telling the truth? What if she'd made up that story? Did you ever consider that? Molly's father's on his way down here right now.
She asked to see you.
I told her you went home.
Which is what you're going to do.
- Dan, I can talk to her.
- No.
You're gonna leave.
Now.
I can't stand the sight of you.
- Kennedy funeral home.
- Hello.
My name is Sonia Jimenez.
I'm Lauren Kempton's home-care nurse.
I just returned from the drugstore and found my patient unresponsive.
She's an elderly woman with ALS and pneumonia.
I checked for signs of life.
There were none.
She has a DNR, therefore, I did not perform CPR.
Her primary physician, Dr.
Harris, saw her within the last 30 days and can attest to her condition.
Will you please send someone to collect the body? - Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you.
Hi, honey.
I'm home.
It smells fantastic in here.
Ah, yes, well, that would be the beef Wellington that I whipped up, starting three hours ago.
Oh, my - How was work? - Great.
Good.
- Good.
- Let's eat.