Third Watch s02e10 Episode Script
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NARRATOR: Previously on Third Watch: MAN 1: Get out of the car! MAN 2: Come on, open this damn door.
- No! MAN 2: Let's go, move! By all means, let's beat every black guy in New York until there's no more crime.
- You, of all people-- - Don't lecture me.
Hold it.
Listen.
Now, listen.
I'm just-- MORALES: My God, you are so arrogant.
DOC: Arrogant? - You are a damn paramedic, Doc.
That's it.
You're not a doctor, not a cop and not these people's savior.
And you don't know these people.
And you don't know this neighborhood.
[YELLS.]
CARLOS: Watch this guy.
Watch this guy.
DOC: I see him.
Oh, damn.
Ow, ow, ow.
Slow down, would you? We're on a code-three run.
And that's all of my fruit-fly data.
This is half my Genetics grade.
They grade you on fruit flies? Get one with an unknown genetic marker and you gotta figure out What it is by breeding them.
Watching bugs fornicate somehow makes you a better doctor? I know.
It's absolute crap.
But I need an A for med school.
Looks like the bucket boys beat us to the punch.
Yup.
Pinching our calls again to beef up their activity reports.
WOMAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Five-four-nine.
Hey, what are you guys doing here? We had a false alarm down the street, so we thought we'd stop by.
Uh-huh.
Well, thanks.
But we got it from here.
We'll hang out just in case you need anything.
Yeah, hang out.
Have a party.
Fire shows up, puts themselves down as first on the scene.
That way they can protect their budget so they can buy more big toys.
[KNOCKING.]
[PEOPLE ARGUING INDISTINCTLY.]
EMS.
Somebody call 911? You know we make three times more runs than they do and they get five times more capital expenditures.
[SNIFFS.]
Great.
Bunch of drunks.
My building's on fire, I want them there with the biggest bad-ass, shiny new toys my tax dollars can buy.
EMS.
Open the door.
[SPEAKS IN SPANISH.]
[GLASS SHATTERS.]
Uh, Doc, Carlos, some guy just jumped out the window.
[YELLING IN SPANISH.]
CARLOS: How was I supposed to know the guy was gonna jump? I'll meet you at the bus.
Gotta drop this off.
Grab me a handful of Christmas cookies from the nurses' stash.
Nieto been eating my Christmas cookies again? - No, no.
He knows better.
- Yeah.
I hope so.
All due respect, Peter, no way was your guy worth two Number 1 draft picks.
Bosco, you know what? Enough already.
Am I gonna get my phone call anytime soon? Patrick Ewing in that green uniform, there ought to be a law.
Nicely dressed criminal.
Yeah, he was a traffic stop that turned up a warrant.
Now I need a medical release so he can take his insulin.
- Guy give Bosco trouble? - No, he's a sports agent.
Bosco's pissed at him because the Knicks suck.
Now I'm gonna be here all day.
You tell Nieto I catch him in my cookies again I'm gonna cut off his hand and feed it to my fish.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm gonna tell him right now.
Monte? Monte Parker? Hi, Beverly.
What are you doing here? My father's in ICU with colon cancer.
Sorry to hear that.
I'm up in Detroit now.
Came back to help my mom out.
So you a paramedic? Fifteen years.
I've been meaning to call.
I need to talk to you.
I gotta go.
Can I call you? I'll call you, okay? We gotta run.
It was great seeing you.
Nice.
DOC: Let's go.
- Who's she? - Girl I knew in high school.
Get yourself some of that back in the day? [YELLS.]
[YELLS.]
So you went to school with that Woman in the ambulance bay? High school? Yeah.
You two have a thing? Is there a Doc Junior nobody knows about? I haven't seen Beverly since we graduated.
Yeah.
It's always weird running into old girlfriends.
I'm always thinking about What they looked like naked.
And we're in the middle of an A&P or something.
And if there's a new boyfriend or a husband, then it gets really freaky.
Because the guy knows I know.
And I know the guy knows I know.
What are you talking about? Carla Vasquez.
Eleventh grade.
Now, that was a girl that looked good naked.
Oh.
The meatloaf wasn't cooking and I looked, and the fire was out.
- And I lit it, and boom.
- Okay.
Here's some burn dressing.
Okay.
Darla, this is gonna make your hand feel better.
All right? - Can you breathe okay? DARLA: Mm-hm.
I'm hungry.
What about Charlie's lunch? Who else lives here with you? - Charlie.
- Mm-hm.
No one comes to help you out? We're married.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Yeah, six months.
We'll take you to the hospital, get you checked out.
I hate hospitals.
You need to have a doctor look at these burns.
I hate doctors.
Okay.
Well, Charlie needs to be looked at too.
Well, I feel fine.
Listen, Darla.
Listen.
You need to get some medicine on your hand so that it'll feel better, okay? Now, you and Charlie, you can ride in the ambulance together.
Charlie's hungry.
I gotta fix him something to eat.
No, listen.
Listen.
We can get Charlie something to eat at the hospital.
CHARLIE: Merry Christmas.
DOLL: Ho, ho, ho.
Merry Christmas.
Nice.
- No.
I don't want to go.
DOC: No.
- Darla, Darla.
DARLA: No.
- Darla, it's okay.
Calm down.
All right? - Doc, they're minor burns.
She nearly blew up their kitchen cooking meatloaf.
Maybe she should stick to takeout.
[CHUCKLES.]
This isn't funny.
These two people can't take care of themselves.
She's functional.
They're minor burns.
They're doing fine.
Don't you have a fire to put out or something? Taylor's right.
If the woman doesn't Want to go, we shouldn't take her.
She's going to the hospital.
What's his problem? Oh, that's Monte Parker saving the world one patient at a time.
Mm.
These are college students? They look 12 years old.
Come on, Gramps.
It's in here.
Your Genetics grade's huge With med schools.
You ace it, you're in.
Some of your bugs are dead.
Well, first of all, they're not bugs, they're drosophilae.
And they're not dead, they're etherized.
[DOOR OPENS.]
They're my F1 generation crosses between my unknown males and wild females.
Hi, Carlos.
- How's it going? - I can't talk right now.
Oh.
Okay.
Well, good luck.
Put my virgins down.
Hey, it's the bus driver.
Listen, Ross I had some trouble With my F1 crosses.
- The wing bang counts didn't add up.
- You need another day.
Actually, I was hoping for three.
That way I could re-cross the mutant markers.
Deadline's a deadline.
MAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Lexington, 127.
Adam 553.
Come on, Ross.
Please.
You know, I'm Working double shifts for the city.
I'm not some punk undergrad out getting high.
Two days.
And make them count.
- Your test grades suck.
- Thanks.
- I thought you were doing great.
- I'm great on the curve.
BOBBY: Damn.
Feels like snow.
KIM: Ooh.
I hope it sticks.
- Maybe we'll have a white Christmas.
BOBBY: I hope it doesn't.
I gotta take my mom shopping all the way to Secaucus.
- Traffic's gonna be crazy.
- The outlet mall? If there were coupons, my mom Would clip them.
I got these shoes out there.
They got good stuff.
Irregulars.
Good prices.
If you've got one arm that's 3 inches shorter than the other.
Uh-oh.
Check it out.
High-school-reunion time again.
Talk to you tomorrow.
Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
I asked at the hospital.
They said you worked over here.
You didn't take my number earlier.
I figured you weren't planning to call.
No, I.
I have it written down somewhere.
- I mean, unless your folks changed it.
- No.
It's still the same.
I'll look for it.
You like being a paramedic? Yeah.
So the record-producer thing didn't work out, huh? Look, I'm.
I'm sorry if I was rude earlier.
It's just.
It was a shock seeing you again, you know? You ever think about him? - No.
Not really.
- I do.
Every day.
I was thinking maybe I should go over there and see his mother.
Why? I was thinking maybe I should tell her the truth.
- It's been over 20 years.
- I got a boy the same age as K.
C.
If it was my son, I'd want to know.
I've been divorced twice, Monte.
I drink too much.
I can't keep a job.
He's in my head, you know? - His face.
- Is that what you wanted to tell me? I was hoping maybe you would come with me.
No.
No.
MORALES: Doc? What are you doing? DOC: Couldn't sleep.
MORALES: It's 3 in the morning, babe.
When did it start to snow? A few minutes ago.
I don't think it'll stick.
You okay? A lot of stuff going on at work.
Holidays.
You wanna talk or anything? No.
No, I'm fine.
[CLATTERS.]
Can I help you? Sorry.
Wrong place.
- Where's Carlos? - Called in sick.
Hey, do you like this sweater? I think I'm gonna get it for my mom.
- Isn't it a little late to be ordering? KIM: No.
Guaranteed delivery if you order before December 23rd.
ALEX: It's you and me tomorrow too.
- We're on for Saturday night, right? - Yeah, sounds like fun.
MAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Adam 553, abdominal pain.
Turkey's Nest Bar, 934 East 117.
Adams and Lex.
Drunk bellyache.
You don't wanna work EMS, then don't.
This ought to be fun.
MAN: Go away.
I'm all right.
DOC: Sir, you're having stomach pain? Your chest? What's it feel like? Like Ginny sat her fat ass on me.
It's gone now.
Hey, get that off of me.
Just 10 minutes ago he was bitching about how much pain he was in.
DOC: You could be having a heart attack.
- It's gas.
He was holding his stomach, said his arm was numb.
You should get a cardiogram and some blood tests.
- I'm fine.
- You really need to let us check you out.
What I need to do is take a dump.
Nice guy.
He's got enough brain cells left to sign a refusal, leave him be.
He could have been having an Ml.
He doesn't want attention, it's his problem.
I doubt he understood the choice he was making.
MAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Adam 553, auto versus pedestrian, 127 between Second and Third.
He chose to pound down 10 beers before 4 in the afternoon.
- Why should we take responsibility? - Because it's our job.
Adam 5531 .
Oh, no, no, no.
Damn it.
ROSS: Man, Mendel must be spinning in his grave.
- How many flies you got there? - I don't know.
A lot.
Separate them out or they're gonna screw their way into you flunking this course.
That might've been one of my virgins.
One more or less isn't gonna matter.
You're boned.
I need this grade to get into med school, Ross.
You're not getting into med school.
Haven't you heard? Affirmative action's dead.
Hey, Janet.
- Jane.
- Jane.
Right.
Doherty says he and Brooke had a great time in the Virgin Islands.
Ironic place for them to honeymoon, don't you think? The Virgin Islands? I get it.
[MAN GROANING.]
ALEX: What's going on? These two were holding onto the bus - While on their skateboards.
- They call it skitching.
I call it unbelievably stupid.
DOC: Your neck hurt? MAN: Oh, my leg.
I was making the turn.
He came flying out of nowhere.
Let's start lifting.
We were coming around the corner and the bus just stopped.
- Don't move your head.
SULLY: Oh, like it was the bus's fault.
MAN: Thanks.
DOC: Does your neck hurt? MAN: No, man.
My leg.
All right, got it.
Check those wedges up front.
DOC: Okay, let's move him.
ALEX: Keep breathing.
DOC: Come on, pull.
MAN: Ow, my leg.
JIMMY: You can let it down, John.
MAN: Is it broken? ALEX: Compound tib-fib fracture.
Skitching? - What the hell were you thinking? - He wasn't thinking.
He's 15.
BOSCO: So me and Mike Roghetti Would go out on the trestle by Little Neck Bay.
And the idea was to be the last guy to actually bail before the train came.
I remember the squealing brakes and the horn blowing.
I never lost.
Congratulations, Bosco.
You overcame your instinct for survival - by the force of your own stupidity.
- What are we talking about? BOBBY: Stupid teenage tricks.
KIM: Stupid teenage-boy tricks.
I know it by heart.
How'd that kid do? Took him to surgery, tried to put his leg back together.
I climbed the suspension cables of the Brooklyn Bridge once.
It was nuts, bro.
I've never been so scared in my whole life.
TY: All right.
Elevator surfing.
You open up the hatch, climb up on top with all the cables.
Thirty-six stories, man.
Other elevators passing you by.
SULLY: I can see you doing that.
FAITH: I don't wanna hear any more.
I lose enough sleep thinking about Charlie.
BOSCO: Charlie's 8.
- That's the point.
- I can't stop him from growing up.
- Joey's 7.
But he tried to jump from the top of the refrigerator to the table.
Missed.
Four stitches right across his chin.
Stuff We've pulled, it's a miracle we survived.
FAITH: So do you have any testosterone-laden tales you want to share with us, Sully? Not that I want to share.
FAITH: What about you, Doc? Doc was too busy helping Mother Teresa with the bandages.
BOBBY: Come on.
You must've done some crazy stuff, man.
Give it up.
Between the Peace Corps and the soup kitchen I barely had enough time to train all those Seeing Eye dogs.
Order me a tuna sandwich, will you? [MOUTHS.]
Damn.
[YELLING.]
Hey.
You're up early.
You have trouble sleeping again? I got a few hours.
What time did you get in? A little after midnight.
I didn't wanna wake you.
You want me to write you a scrip for something to help you sleep? No, thanks.
I made some coffee.
Hey, babe.
Who's Beverly Saunders? She called last night and wanted you to call her back.
An old friend.
An old friend? Or an old friend? High school.
Her dad has cancer.
I ran into her at the hospital.
So Beverly.
I thought I knew about the entire rogues' gallery.
So is she cute? She was.
Yeah.
But not anymore.
No.
It was a long time ago.
- So, what does she want? - She asked about a friend of ours.
I didn't have the number on me.
So I told her to call.
I gotta get in the shower or I'm gonna be late.
Okay.
How's your dad doing? Not very well.
I'm sorry.
You working? Yeah, I just brought a woman in.
Why did you call my apartment? I called K.
C.
's mom.
I'm going over there tomorrow.
I thought maybe you'd change your mind.
Why are you doing this to me? I'm not doing anything to you.
MAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Squad 55, Ladder 100, Adam 553 and Boy 553.
Residential fire.
Six-four-three Grand.
That's my ambulance.
What possible difference can it make now? It'll make a difference to me.
You can't just come back after 20 years and ruin my life.
Keep your damn voice down.
I gotta go.
Tomorrow at 3.
She still lives in the same place on 121st.
WOMAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Five-five.
MAN: Good access there.
Look familiar? Day before yesterday? Darla and Charlie? Crap.
Hey, Jimmy.
what happened? Gas explosion, second floor, set two other apartments on fire.
Yeah.
I guess Darla forgot to order takeout.
Doc, fire's out.
You got victims in here.
DOC: Bobby.
BOBBY: Yeah? DOC: Let's go.
ALEX: Paramedics.
where do you need us? JIMMY: In the kitchen.
Oh, God.
Charlie.
Was there a woman? Didn't see one.
- Anybody see a woman? BOBBY: There's somebody alive in here.
ALEX: Watch the curb.
Faint pulse.
She's barely breathing.
She needs intubation.
BOBBY: I'm gonna have to cube it on the left for an IV.
Bobby, hand me the laryngoscope.
- I got it.
- Alex.
Okay.
ALEX: I need suction.
Yup.
Here.
ALEX: Turn it up.
- It is up.
Pulse is falling.
Okay, I gotta bag her.
I'll apply cricoid pressure.
- Doc, why don't you get in here? - No.
Alex has got it.
Come on.
She's bradycardic.
- What's the rate? - Sixty.
Doc, come on.
- Alex, let somebody else in there.
- I'll take over when it falls to 50.
This is ridiculous.
- She's in fib.
- Damn! Let me in.
Get off.
Give me those.
I said, get off! Get off now! All right, 200.
Go.
Clear.
- Still in fib.
- Three hundred.
- Clear.
BOBBY: Nothing.
Three-sixty and an amp of epi.
Clear.
[EKG BEEPING.]
KIM: what happened? - Doc was playing God again.
Oh, you got promoted from saint to the big guy? - Why don't you just shut up? - Doc, what's your problem? Hey, you were out of line.
ALEX: You happy? You made me cry.
That was the point, right? Were you just gonna stand there and let me kill her? You don't want to help the patients that need it.
You're in it for the adrenaline rush.
You know why I took the fire exam? I had a little boy once beaten by his father.
He was bleeding out, his spleen Was ruptured and he was crying.
And he looked up at me and asked me What he had done that was so bad begged me to ask his father to forgive him.
This little boy.
That's what he was thinking about When he died.
- And what's your point? - Well, what kind of person Would let someone die to prove that they were right? [YELLING.]
[CLAPPING.]
Nice.
Very nice.
DOC: You're late.
I'm sorry.
I missed the A, had to catch the C.
- You already warmed up? - Yeah.
Let's go then.
How about we spar? Sure, man.
I'll kick your butt for you.
Hey, I came home after work yesterday.
You know who was sitting on my stoop? Beverly Saunders, man, asking about you.
Gave her the update, man.
Hope that's cool with you.
She came by the hospital.
That must've been a trip, man.
You guys were tight.
Let's go.
Yeah? Let's do it.
[YELLING AND GRUNTING.]
You all right? Damn.
Seeing Beverly made me think of K.
C.
, man.
- Haven't thought about that in years.
- We sparring or what? All right.
Easy, man.
Come on.
Keep it focused.
Man! You're being too aggressive, man.
- You're leaving yourself open.
- Let's just go! MAN: All right, man.
That's it.
Let's stop.
You're fighting angry.
You need to check yourself, man.
Professor Mclntyre? Carlos Nieto.
You wanted to see me? I'm in your Genetics 281.
Where's your raw data? Oh.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know I had to hand that in.
I thought I lost it on the female parent backcross, you know? Chi-square analysis totally supports my conclusions.
I was amazed at how well the numbers fit together.
So am I because they're wrong.
What? Um, no.
If you look at my coefficient of coincidence-- The only coincidence is how this mess adds up to anything.
A D? I can't get a D.
I can give you an F.
And you can repeat the course.
I won't get into med school With a D in Genetics.
Maybe med school isn't for you.
What the hell do you know about it, huh? I'm gonna be a doctor! That's the best I can do.
Look, if I repeat the course I lose a year.
It's already gonna take me another four semesters to finish pre-med.
This is very important to me.
Okay? I.
I have it all planned out.
Please? Please? Are you off today? DOC: You wanted to see me? Yeah.
Thanks for coming by.
Sit.
Waste of perfectly good trees.
Why do you think Taylor doesn't want any more paramedic shifts with you? How should I know? - She capable? - She's fine.
Nothing personal between you? This is why you called me in on my day off? Anything else going on with you I should know about? - No.
- My door's always open.
Hey, Doc.
You're my best paramedic.
I'd hate to lose you.
I didn't think you were gonna come.
Well, I'm here.
You ready? [KNOCKING.]
Beverly? - Hi, Mrs.
Parsons.
- Look at you all grown up.
Oh, my God.
Monte? Hi, Mrs.
P.
Oh, my lord.
You two must have kids now.
I hope you brought pictures.
After you called, I dug out all the old photo albums.
There are so many pictures of you two in there.
How many children do you have? Well, Monte and I didn't end up together, Mrs.
Parsons.
Oh, really? The way you two stuck together back then.
I have nine grandchildren.
Can you believe it? David has three, Denny has two, and little Michael has four.
Are you still teaching? Oh, I retired in '98.
Thirty-six years with seventh graders.
I should have had my head examined.
Please, sit down.
It's so good to see you both again.
That's you and K.
C.
at Coney Island the day the three of you hooked school.
You didn't know I knew it, did you? So you said your mother's in the hospital, Beverly? BEVERLY: My father.
PARSONS: Oh, I'm sorry.
I hope he gets better soon.
Can I get you both something? I mean, some tea or a soft drink? Uh, no.
No.
No, thank you.
PARSONS: On the phone yesterday it sounded like there was something you wanted to talk about, Beverly.
Was there? No.
Not really.
Beverly was-- Was coming by.
So I thought I'd come by and say hi.
It was great seeing you again, Mrs.
P but I gotta go.
So soon? BEVERLY: Monte.
- I can't do it.
I can't.
Stop.
Please.
I thought you were gonna tell her.
- Me? - This was your idea.
- She deserves to know what happened.
- Oh, she's fine.
She's fine.
She accepted it years ago.
We're the ones still living with it.
Now you want me to punish her? You want me to rob her of her peace her memories after everything I've already stolen from her? - It wasn't your fault.
- I could have stopped him.
I was trying to make you jealous.
I liked seeing two boys fighting over me.
I never should have come here.
You never should've made me come.
I didn't make you.
You came because you wanted to.
You came because you had to.
Just like me.
I can't tell her.
I was a coward then.
And I'm a coward now.
I'm gonna go back inside.
And I'm gonna have some tea.
And I'm gonna look at her old photos.
Maybe that's my penance.
You're right.
I'm an idiot.
I got a D in Genetics.
I never said you were an idiot.
Who was I to think I could be a doctor, huh? I never finished a whole year of high school Without moving to another foster home.
Look, I gotta get inside.
It doesn't matter whether I passed the course or not.
The truth is I'm just not smart enough.
I even slept with this dumpy girl to steal her lab notes.
I thought about you and I couldn't go through with it.
- Me? - You always do the right thing.
Not always.
More than most.
What do you want, Carlos? I felt bad about that girl.
And I wanted to tell somebody, I guess.
I'll see you tomorrow.
[DOOR OPENS.]
MORALES: Hey, babe.
Carlos was looking for you.
I found my Christmas decorations.
They were down in the storage unit.
Wanna help? You ever had a moment that you'd give anything to get back? The day I chose emergency medicine comes to mind.
I need to tell you something.
What? I killed a boy when I was 15.
His name was K.
C.
He was my best friend.
We got in a fight over Beverly, that woman that called.
He came at me with a brick.
And I hit him.
And he fell backwards and hit his head.
He died.
And when the ambulance came We lied and said he was running and he tripped.
I'd give-- I'd give anything to get that moment back.
I go to the dojang and I try to control my temper, but it's still there.
I try to make a difference, but no matter how many lives I save K.
C.
, he's still there staring up at me from the wet concrete dying bleeding.
- No! MAN 2: Let's go, move! By all means, let's beat every black guy in New York until there's no more crime.
- You, of all people-- - Don't lecture me.
Hold it.
Listen.
Now, listen.
I'm just-- MORALES: My God, you are so arrogant.
DOC: Arrogant? - You are a damn paramedic, Doc.
That's it.
You're not a doctor, not a cop and not these people's savior.
And you don't know these people.
And you don't know this neighborhood.
[YELLS.]
CARLOS: Watch this guy.
Watch this guy.
DOC: I see him.
Oh, damn.
Ow, ow, ow.
Slow down, would you? We're on a code-three run.
And that's all of my fruit-fly data.
This is half my Genetics grade.
They grade you on fruit flies? Get one with an unknown genetic marker and you gotta figure out What it is by breeding them.
Watching bugs fornicate somehow makes you a better doctor? I know.
It's absolute crap.
But I need an A for med school.
Looks like the bucket boys beat us to the punch.
Yup.
Pinching our calls again to beef up their activity reports.
WOMAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Five-four-nine.
Hey, what are you guys doing here? We had a false alarm down the street, so we thought we'd stop by.
Uh-huh.
Well, thanks.
But we got it from here.
We'll hang out just in case you need anything.
Yeah, hang out.
Have a party.
Fire shows up, puts themselves down as first on the scene.
That way they can protect their budget so they can buy more big toys.
[KNOCKING.]
[PEOPLE ARGUING INDISTINCTLY.]
EMS.
Somebody call 911? You know we make three times more runs than they do and they get five times more capital expenditures.
[SNIFFS.]
Great.
Bunch of drunks.
My building's on fire, I want them there with the biggest bad-ass, shiny new toys my tax dollars can buy.
EMS.
Open the door.
[SPEAKS IN SPANISH.]
[GLASS SHATTERS.]
Uh, Doc, Carlos, some guy just jumped out the window.
[YELLING IN SPANISH.]
CARLOS: How was I supposed to know the guy was gonna jump? I'll meet you at the bus.
Gotta drop this off.
Grab me a handful of Christmas cookies from the nurses' stash.
Nieto been eating my Christmas cookies again? - No, no.
He knows better.
- Yeah.
I hope so.
All due respect, Peter, no way was your guy worth two Number 1 draft picks.
Bosco, you know what? Enough already.
Am I gonna get my phone call anytime soon? Patrick Ewing in that green uniform, there ought to be a law.
Nicely dressed criminal.
Yeah, he was a traffic stop that turned up a warrant.
Now I need a medical release so he can take his insulin.
- Guy give Bosco trouble? - No, he's a sports agent.
Bosco's pissed at him because the Knicks suck.
Now I'm gonna be here all day.
You tell Nieto I catch him in my cookies again I'm gonna cut off his hand and feed it to my fish.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm gonna tell him right now.
Monte? Monte Parker? Hi, Beverly.
What are you doing here? My father's in ICU with colon cancer.
Sorry to hear that.
I'm up in Detroit now.
Came back to help my mom out.
So you a paramedic? Fifteen years.
I've been meaning to call.
I need to talk to you.
I gotta go.
Can I call you? I'll call you, okay? We gotta run.
It was great seeing you.
Nice.
DOC: Let's go.
- Who's she? - Girl I knew in high school.
Get yourself some of that back in the day? [YELLS.]
[YELLS.]
So you went to school with that Woman in the ambulance bay? High school? Yeah.
You two have a thing? Is there a Doc Junior nobody knows about? I haven't seen Beverly since we graduated.
Yeah.
It's always weird running into old girlfriends.
I'm always thinking about What they looked like naked.
And we're in the middle of an A&P or something.
And if there's a new boyfriend or a husband, then it gets really freaky.
Because the guy knows I know.
And I know the guy knows I know.
What are you talking about? Carla Vasquez.
Eleventh grade.
Now, that was a girl that looked good naked.
Oh.
The meatloaf wasn't cooking and I looked, and the fire was out.
- And I lit it, and boom.
- Okay.
Here's some burn dressing.
Okay.
Darla, this is gonna make your hand feel better.
All right? - Can you breathe okay? DARLA: Mm-hm.
I'm hungry.
What about Charlie's lunch? Who else lives here with you? - Charlie.
- Mm-hm.
No one comes to help you out? We're married.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Yeah, six months.
We'll take you to the hospital, get you checked out.
I hate hospitals.
You need to have a doctor look at these burns.
I hate doctors.
Okay.
Well, Charlie needs to be looked at too.
Well, I feel fine.
Listen, Darla.
Listen.
You need to get some medicine on your hand so that it'll feel better, okay? Now, you and Charlie, you can ride in the ambulance together.
Charlie's hungry.
I gotta fix him something to eat.
No, listen.
Listen.
We can get Charlie something to eat at the hospital.
CHARLIE: Merry Christmas.
DOLL: Ho, ho, ho.
Merry Christmas.
Nice.
- No.
I don't want to go.
DOC: No.
- Darla, Darla.
DARLA: No.
- Darla, it's okay.
Calm down.
All right? - Doc, they're minor burns.
She nearly blew up their kitchen cooking meatloaf.
Maybe she should stick to takeout.
[CHUCKLES.]
This isn't funny.
These two people can't take care of themselves.
She's functional.
They're minor burns.
They're doing fine.
Don't you have a fire to put out or something? Taylor's right.
If the woman doesn't Want to go, we shouldn't take her.
She's going to the hospital.
What's his problem? Oh, that's Monte Parker saving the world one patient at a time.
Mm.
These are college students? They look 12 years old.
Come on, Gramps.
It's in here.
Your Genetics grade's huge With med schools.
You ace it, you're in.
Some of your bugs are dead.
Well, first of all, they're not bugs, they're drosophilae.
And they're not dead, they're etherized.
[DOOR OPENS.]
They're my F1 generation crosses between my unknown males and wild females.
Hi, Carlos.
- How's it going? - I can't talk right now.
Oh.
Okay.
Well, good luck.
Put my virgins down.
Hey, it's the bus driver.
Listen, Ross I had some trouble With my F1 crosses.
- The wing bang counts didn't add up.
- You need another day.
Actually, I was hoping for three.
That way I could re-cross the mutant markers.
Deadline's a deadline.
MAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Lexington, 127.
Adam 553.
Come on, Ross.
Please.
You know, I'm Working double shifts for the city.
I'm not some punk undergrad out getting high.
Two days.
And make them count.
- Your test grades suck.
- Thanks.
- I thought you were doing great.
- I'm great on the curve.
BOBBY: Damn.
Feels like snow.
KIM: Ooh.
I hope it sticks.
- Maybe we'll have a white Christmas.
BOBBY: I hope it doesn't.
I gotta take my mom shopping all the way to Secaucus.
- Traffic's gonna be crazy.
- The outlet mall? If there were coupons, my mom Would clip them.
I got these shoes out there.
They got good stuff.
Irregulars.
Good prices.
If you've got one arm that's 3 inches shorter than the other.
Uh-oh.
Check it out.
High-school-reunion time again.
Talk to you tomorrow.
Don't do anything I wouldn't do.
I asked at the hospital.
They said you worked over here.
You didn't take my number earlier.
I figured you weren't planning to call.
No, I.
I have it written down somewhere.
- I mean, unless your folks changed it.
- No.
It's still the same.
I'll look for it.
You like being a paramedic? Yeah.
So the record-producer thing didn't work out, huh? Look, I'm.
I'm sorry if I was rude earlier.
It's just.
It was a shock seeing you again, you know? You ever think about him? - No.
Not really.
- I do.
Every day.
I was thinking maybe I should go over there and see his mother.
Why? I was thinking maybe I should tell her the truth.
- It's been over 20 years.
- I got a boy the same age as K.
C.
If it was my son, I'd want to know.
I've been divorced twice, Monte.
I drink too much.
I can't keep a job.
He's in my head, you know? - His face.
- Is that what you wanted to tell me? I was hoping maybe you would come with me.
No.
No.
MORALES: Doc? What are you doing? DOC: Couldn't sleep.
MORALES: It's 3 in the morning, babe.
When did it start to snow? A few minutes ago.
I don't think it'll stick.
You okay? A lot of stuff going on at work.
Holidays.
You wanna talk or anything? No.
No, I'm fine.
[CLATTERS.]
Can I help you? Sorry.
Wrong place.
- Where's Carlos? - Called in sick.
Hey, do you like this sweater? I think I'm gonna get it for my mom.
- Isn't it a little late to be ordering? KIM: No.
Guaranteed delivery if you order before December 23rd.
ALEX: It's you and me tomorrow too.
- We're on for Saturday night, right? - Yeah, sounds like fun.
MAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Adam 553, abdominal pain.
Turkey's Nest Bar, 934 East 117.
Adams and Lex.
Drunk bellyache.
You don't wanna work EMS, then don't.
This ought to be fun.
MAN: Go away.
I'm all right.
DOC: Sir, you're having stomach pain? Your chest? What's it feel like? Like Ginny sat her fat ass on me.
It's gone now.
Hey, get that off of me.
Just 10 minutes ago he was bitching about how much pain he was in.
DOC: You could be having a heart attack.
- It's gas.
He was holding his stomach, said his arm was numb.
You should get a cardiogram and some blood tests.
- I'm fine.
- You really need to let us check you out.
What I need to do is take a dump.
Nice guy.
He's got enough brain cells left to sign a refusal, leave him be.
He could have been having an Ml.
He doesn't want attention, it's his problem.
I doubt he understood the choice he was making.
MAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Adam 553, auto versus pedestrian, 127 between Second and Third.
He chose to pound down 10 beers before 4 in the afternoon.
- Why should we take responsibility? - Because it's our job.
Adam 5531 .
Oh, no, no, no.
Damn it.
ROSS: Man, Mendel must be spinning in his grave.
- How many flies you got there? - I don't know.
A lot.
Separate them out or they're gonna screw their way into you flunking this course.
That might've been one of my virgins.
One more or less isn't gonna matter.
You're boned.
I need this grade to get into med school, Ross.
You're not getting into med school.
Haven't you heard? Affirmative action's dead.
Hey, Janet.
- Jane.
- Jane.
Right.
Doherty says he and Brooke had a great time in the Virgin Islands.
Ironic place for them to honeymoon, don't you think? The Virgin Islands? I get it.
[MAN GROANING.]
ALEX: What's going on? These two were holding onto the bus - While on their skateboards.
- They call it skitching.
I call it unbelievably stupid.
DOC: Your neck hurt? MAN: Oh, my leg.
I was making the turn.
He came flying out of nowhere.
Let's start lifting.
We were coming around the corner and the bus just stopped.
- Don't move your head.
SULLY: Oh, like it was the bus's fault.
MAN: Thanks.
DOC: Does your neck hurt? MAN: No, man.
My leg.
All right, got it.
Check those wedges up front.
DOC: Okay, let's move him.
ALEX: Keep breathing.
DOC: Come on, pull.
MAN: Ow, my leg.
JIMMY: You can let it down, John.
MAN: Is it broken? ALEX: Compound tib-fib fracture.
Skitching? - What the hell were you thinking? - He wasn't thinking.
He's 15.
BOSCO: So me and Mike Roghetti Would go out on the trestle by Little Neck Bay.
And the idea was to be the last guy to actually bail before the train came.
I remember the squealing brakes and the horn blowing.
I never lost.
Congratulations, Bosco.
You overcame your instinct for survival - by the force of your own stupidity.
- What are we talking about? BOBBY: Stupid teenage tricks.
KIM: Stupid teenage-boy tricks.
I know it by heart.
How'd that kid do? Took him to surgery, tried to put his leg back together.
I climbed the suspension cables of the Brooklyn Bridge once.
It was nuts, bro.
I've never been so scared in my whole life.
TY: All right.
Elevator surfing.
You open up the hatch, climb up on top with all the cables.
Thirty-six stories, man.
Other elevators passing you by.
SULLY: I can see you doing that.
FAITH: I don't wanna hear any more.
I lose enough sleep thinking about Charlie.
BOSCO: Charlie's 8.
- That's the point.
- I can't stop him from growing up.
- Joey's 7.
But he tried to jump from the top of the refrigerator to the table.
Missed.
Four stitches right across his chin.
Stuff We've pulled, it's a miracle we survived.
FAITH: So do you have any testosterone-laden tales you want to share with us, Sully? Not that I want to share.
FAITH: What about you, Doc? Doc was too busy helping Mother Teresa with the bandages.
BOBBY: Come on.
You must've done some crazy stuff, man.
Give it up.
Between the Peace Corps and the soup kitchen I barely had enough time to train all those Seeing Eye dogs.
Order me a tuna sandwich, will you? [MOUTHS.]
Damn.
[YELLING.]
Hey.
You're up early.
You have trouble sleeping again? I got a few hours.
What time did you get in? A little after midnight.
I didn't wanna wake you.
You want me to write you a scrip for something to help you sleep? No, thanks.
I made some coffee.
Hey, babe.
Who's Beverly Saunders? She called last night and wanted you to call her back.
An old friend.
An old friend? Or an old friend? High school.
Her dad has cancer.
I ran into her at the hospital.
So Beverly.
I thought I knew about the entire rogues' gallery.
So is she cute? She was.
Yeah.
But not anymore.
No.
It was a long time ago.
- So, what does she want? - She asked about a friend of ours.
I didn't have the number on me.
So I told her to call.
I gotta get in the shower or I'm gonna be late.
Okay.
How's your dad doing? Not very well.
I'm sorry.
You working? Yeah, I just brought a woman in.
Why did you call my apartment? I called K.
C.
's mom.
I'm going over there tomorrow.
I thought maybe you'd change your mind.
Why are you doing this to me? I'm not doing anything to you.
MAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Squad 55, Ladder 100, Adam 553 and Boy 553.
Residential fire.
Six-four-three Grand.
That's my ambulance.
What possible difference can it make now? It'll make a difference to me.
You can't just come back after 20 years and ruin my life.
Keep your damn voice down.
I gotta go.
Tomorrow at 3.
She still lives in the same place on 121st.
WOMAN [OVER RADIO.]
: Five-five.
MAN: Good access there.
Look familiar? Day before yesterday? Darla and Charlie? Crap.
Hey, Jimmy.
what happened? Gas explosion, second floor, set two other apartments on fire.
Yeah.
I guess Darla forgot to order takeout.
Doc, fire's out.
You got victims in here.
DOC: Bobby.
BOBBY: Yeah? DOC: Let's go.
ALEX: Paramedics.
where do you need us? JIMMY: In the kitchen.
Oh, God.
Charlie.
Was there a woman? Didn't see one.
- Anybody see a woman? BOBBY: There's somebody alive in here.
ALEX: Watch the curb.
Faint pulse.
She's barely breathing.
She needs intubation.
BOBBY: I'm gonna have to cube it on the left for an IV.
Bobby, hand me the laryngoscope.
- I got it.
- Alex.
Okay.
ALEX: I need suction.
Yup.
Here.
ALEX: Turn it up.
- It is up.
Pulse is falling.
Okay, I gotta bag her.
I'll apply cricoid pressure.
- Doc, why don't you get in here? - No.
Alex has got it.
Come on.
She's bradycardic.
- What's the rate? - Sixty.
Doc, come on.
- Alex, let somebody else in there.
- I'll take over when it falls to 50.
This is ridiculous.
- She's in fib.
- Damn! Let me in.
Get off.
Give me those.
I said, get off! Get off now! All right, 200.
Go.
Clear.
- Still in fib.
- Three hundred.
- Clear.
BOBBY: Nothing.
Three-sixty and an amp of epi.
Clear.
[EKG BEEPING.]
KIM: what happened? - Doc was playing God again.
Oh, you got promoted from saint to the big guy? - Why don't you just shut up? - Doc, what's your problem? Hey, you were out of line.
ALEX: You happy? You made me cry.
That was the point, right? Were you just gonna stand there and let me kill her? You don't want to help the patients that need it.
You're in it for the adrenaline rush.
You know why I took the fire exam? I had a little boy once beaten by his father.
He was bleeding out, his spleen Was ruptured and he was crying.
And he looked up at me and asked me What he had done that was so bad begged me to ask his father to forgive him.
This little boy.
That's what he was thinking about When he died.
- And what's your point? - Well, what kind of person Would let someone die to prove that they were right? [YELLING.]
[CLAPPING.]
Nice.
Very nice.
DOC: You're late.
I'm sorry.
I missed the A, had to catch the C.
- You already warmed up? - Yeah.
Let's go then.
How about we spar? Sure, man.
I'll kick your butt for you.
Hey, I came home after work yesterday.
You know who was sitting on my stoop? Beverly Saunders, man, asking about you.
Gave her the update, man.
Hope that's cool with you.
She came by the hospital.
That must've been a trip, man.
You guys were tight.
Let's go.
Yeah? Let's do it.
[YELLING AND GRUNTING.]
You all right? Damn.
Seeing Beverly made me think of K.
C.
, man.
- Haven't thought about that in years.
- We sparring or what? All right.
Easy, man.
Come on.
Keep it focused.
Man! You're being too aggressive, man.
- You're leaving yourself open.
- Let's just go! MAN: All right, man.
That's it.
Let's stop.
You're fighting angry.
You need to check yourself, man.
Professor Mclntyre? Carlos Nieto.
You wanted to see me? I'm in your Genetics 281.
Where's your raw data? Oh.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know I had to hand that in.
I thought I lost it on the female parent backcross, you know? Chi-square analysis totally supports my conclusions.
I was amazed at how well the numbers fit together.
So am I because they're wrong.
What? Um, no.
If you look at my coefficient of coincidence-- The only coincidence is how this mess adds up to anything.
A D? I can't get a D.
I can give you an F.
And you can repeat the course.
I won't get into med school With a D in Genetics.
Maybe med school isn't for you.
What the hell do you know about it, huh? I'm gonna be a doctor! That's the best I can do.
Look, if I repeat the course I lose a year.
It's already gonna take me another four semesters to finish pre-med.
This is very important to me.
Okay? I.
I have it all planned out.
Please? Please? Are you off today? DOC: You wanted to see me? Yeah.
Thanks for coming by.
Sit.
Waste of perfectly good trees.
Why do you think Taylor doesn't want any more paramedic shifts with you? How should I know? - She capable? - She's fine.
Nothing personal between you? This is why you called me in on my day off? Anything else going on with you I should know about? - No.
- My door's always open.
Hey, Doc.
You're my best paramedic.
I'd hate to lose you.
I didn't think you were gonna come.
Well, I'm here.
You ready? [KNOCKING.]
Beverly? - Hi, Mrs.
Parsons.
- Look at you all grown up.
Oh, my God.
Monte? Hi, Mrs.
P.
Oh, my lord.
You two must have kids now.
I hope you brought pictures.
After you called, I dug out all the old photo albums.
There are so many pictures of you two in there.
How many children do you have? Well, Monte and I didn't end up together, Mrs.
Parsons.
Oh, really? The way you two stuck together back then.
I have nine grandchildren.
Can you believe it? David has three, Denny has two, and little Michael has four.
Are you still teaching? Oh, I retired in '98.
Thirty-six years with seventh graders.
I should have had my head examined.
Please, sit down.
It's so good to see you both again.
That's you and K.
C.
at Coney Island the day the three of you hooked school.
You didn't know I knew it, did you? So you said your mother's in the hospital, Beverly? BEVERLY: My father.
PARSONS: Oh, I'm sorry.
I hope he gets better soon.
Can I get you both something? I mean, some tea or a soft drink? Uh, no.
No.
No, thank you.
PARSONS: On the phone yesterday it sounded like there was something you wanted to talk about, Beverly.
Was there? No.
Not really.
Beverly was-- Was coming by.
So I thought I'd come by and say hi.
It was great seeing you again, Mrs.
P but I gotta go.
So soon? BEVERLY: Monte.
- I can't do it.
I can't.
Stop.
Please.
I thought you were gonna tell her.
- Me? - This was your idea.
- She deserves to know what happened.
- Oh, she's fine.
She's fine.
She accepted it years ago.
We're the ones still living with it.
Now you want me to punish her? You want me to rob her of her peace her memories after everything I've already stolen from her? - It wasn't your fault.
- I could have stopped him.
I was trying to make you jealous.
I liked seeing two boys fighting over me.
I never should have come here.
You never should've made me come.
I didn't make you.
You came because you wanted to.
You came because you had to.
Just like me.
I can't tell her.
I was a coward then.
And I'm a coward now.
I'm gonna go back inside.
And I'm gonna have some tea.
And I'm gonna look at her old photos.
Maybe that's my penance.
You're right.
I'm an idiot.
I got a D in Genetics.
I never said you were an idiot.
Who was I to think I could be a doctor, huh? I never finished a whole year of high school Without moving to another foster home.
Look, I gotta get inside.
It doesn't matter whether I passed the course or not.
The truth is I'm just not smart enough.
I even slept with this dumpy girl to steal her lab notes.
I thought about you and I couldn't go through with it.
- Me? - You always do the right thing.
Not always.
More than most.
What do you want, Carlos? I felt bad about that girl.
And I wanted to tell somebody, I guess.
I'll see you tomorrow.
[DOOR OPENS.]
MORALES: Hey, babe.
Carlos was looking for you.
I found my Christmas decorations.
They were down in the storage unit.
Wanna help? You ever had a moment that you'd give anything to get back? The day I chose emergency medicine comes to mind.
I need to tell you something.
What? I killed a boy when I was 15.
His name was K.
C.
He was my best friend.
We got in a fight over Beverly, that woman that called.
He came at me with a brick.
And I hit him.
And he fell backwards and hit his head.
He died.
And when the ambulance came We lied and said he was running and he tripped.
I'd give-- I'd give anything to get that moment back.
I go to the dojang and I try to control my temper, but it's still there.
I try to make a difference, but no matter how many lives I save K.
C.
, he's still there staring up at me from the wet concrete dying bleeding.