Code Black

Previously on "Code Black"...

- Mike? - Neal.

Who the hell's that guy?

That's my brother.

Mama, I'm having a flashback.

So, uh, what are you really doing here?

You guys have an opening for an attending,

and I got a call about an observation shift.

Are you really ready to walk away from a job

that is your whole life?

Can't sleep?

Not really.

Regrets?

Not one.

You?

This could get complicated.

Why? Because you're management and I'm labor?

People will talk. H.R. will flip.

Well, if we don't talk, they won't talk.

You hungry?

Let me make you something.

There's no time.

Of course there is.

No. There isn't.

So you're leaving

and have no idea who's taking your place?

Well, when you put it like that...

I'm not laughing, Leanne.

You're the one who told me to live, remember?

I meant take up yoga.

Yoga. Do you not know me at all?

I know you better than anyone,

which is why you should've talked to me first.

I don't need anyone's permission for this, Jesse.

I need a break. This place is all I have.

It's everything I have left, and that's the problem.

I need more.

- What do you want? -

I don't even know what's on the menu.

"Eat, pray, love."

Excuse me?

Come on, girl. You gotta "eat, pray, love."

That's what Oprah says.

Just for that,

I'm not gonna cut you in on my lottery ticket.

Oh.

Mega Zombie. 2 million bucks.

You bought a lottery ticket called Mega Zombie?

See? You don't know me at all.

Nothing is forever.

Some things are.

Thank you.

Gloria.

It's my day off.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Tell him I'll be more than happy to come back in.

Leanne. Sorry to make you wait.

Get in here.

I invited Gina to join us.

Now, Leanne, I know it is your day off

and Gina has to get back downstairs for her shift,

so I'm gonna get right to the point.

I told her you've earned the right to choose the person

who will succeed you as residency director.

Subject to board approval, of course.

Exactly what does the board know

about teaching doctors emergency medicine?

Not one of them has ever worked in an E.R.

No, but I have.

I believe there's still an "M.D." after my name.

Leanne, the board is getting antsy because you haven't stated

who you want to take over the program,

and you're leaving in two weeks.

I need a little more time.

I approved the hiring of Mike Leighton,

a highly regarded former resident

and son of one of our board members

because I assumed that he would be...

I asked Mike to return despite his father.

And I didn't bring him in

to be residency director, necessarily.

I brought him in because we'll be short one attending

when I'm gone.

You don't have the authority to hire attendings

in Trauma One.

That's the job of the E.R. director.

Is that why I'm here? 'Cause I stepped on your toes?

No, of course not.

Uh, Gina, you're a temp.

I've been here for 20 years,

and you drag me up to the principal's office...

I dragged you up here.

And let me be very clear.

The residency program at Angels Memorial

is second to none,

especially the emergency department.

And why do you think that is?

Yes, you are an integral part of that,

but it is bigger than you.

And more to the point, so am I.

Now Mike Leighton is the perfect choice,

which is why he will be quickly approved.

Have you already brought this up to the board?

No. His father did.

- Mm. - And what if I decide I think Neal Hudson's a better choice?

Well, then, I'm sure the board would seriously consider that

the next time they meet... tomorrow.

[Telephone ringing, indistinct conversations]

Let me talk to her.

Yeah, good luck getting through to her.

Well, you mentioned this gig would have a few challenges

when you hired me.

I'll never get used to the change

from nights to day shifts.

I saw you and Heather.

What?

You, Heather, in here.

Can't unsee it.

Oh.

- - You know how Angus feels about her.

Yeah, I know he has a crush on her.

What was I supposed to do?

Tell him.

There are no secrets at Angels.

He's gonna find out, and better it comes from you.

Gina's tethering me to you the whole shift?

Oh, you know the policy.

New attendings spend their first shift

with an existing attending to learn the ropes.

Yeah, difference is, I was already a resident here,

and I have the rope burns to prove it.

Didn't know we had it in the budget to hire a new attending.

- - Your father pull some strings?

Come on, man. You know that's not my style.

I wonder where Gina got the money.

I don't know. Leanne's the one who called me.

Leanne? Leanne doesn't hire.

20-year-old male, gunshot wounds,

right side, lower abdomen.

Detective Carmody, O.C.U.

Mike: Organized crime?

Okay, let's get him to Center Stage, please.

I'm going with you.

No problem. Just stay out of the way.

Whoa, whoa. Calm down, man. We're your docs.

All right, ready? Let's transfer him.

- One, two, three. - One, two, three.

Neal: Okay, I need a F.A.S.T. and two large bore IVs, please.

And, uh, let's check his B.P.

Detective, how dangerous is this guy?

- Should we restrain him? - Name is Kiran Petrosian.

He's not the one you have to worry about.

- Then who the hell is? - Karo. His father.

If the kid lives,

you'll probably get courtside seats or a Porsche.

And if he dies?

Don't let him die.

40-year-old male, gunshot wound to the right shoulder.

He's the one who shot the kid.

Malaya: Good distal pulses, medics said no other wounds.

Neal: Full nook and cranny exam

once you've cleared his primary, please.

No holes missed in Center Stage.

This the father? Karo?

That's the uncle, Emanuel.

Kiran and his pals were guarding his father's warehouse

when Uncle Emanuel and some of his thugs broke in.

Time he got there, it was O.K. Corral.

Nice family.

The father's in the waiting room,

wants to talk to a doctor.

If you don't want him back here, you better go have a chat.

I'll do it. Neal, you got this?

Yeah, I've got it.

Get the O.R. on standby. This wound looks deep.

Mr. PPetrosian, I'm Dr. Leighton.

- Is my boy alive? - He's alive, yes. We're working on him right now.

And the son of a bitch that shot him?

I don't have any information about him. He's not my patient.

Karo, I need to ask you if your friends are carrying weapons.

- They're licensed to. You know they are. - Not in here, they're not.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Man: Whoa, wait! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Whoa. Whoa! Wait! -

Wait! Wait, wait! Wait! Karo, wait!

[People shouting indistinctly, women screaming]

Carmody: Karo, tell your men to put their guns away.

Uncle, I don't have anything. See? Okay? Nothing.

Okay? Nothing!

Well, how's my father? How's Kiran?

You don't mention my son! Understand me?

What the hell are you doing?

- Uncle, please. I don't... - Get back here right now, doctor.

He's not here to hurt anyone, right?

No.