Code Black

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Two months suspended vacation with pay.

This is absurd.

- There are worse things. - Like what?

Two months suspended without pay.

And all because you let that kid follow you around all night?

Well, they said I should have called C.F.S.

Why didn't you?

Well, he's a good kid who was worried about his mom.

You're a good man.

- That's where I'll be. - Ooh.

First I got to spend a whole shift with Gina Perello,

the hag they're sending to run this place...

While I'm gone.

Dr. Taylor?

Who the hell are you?

The hag.

Yah!

Where's my wife?

Where's my son?

Frank, you have to try not to move.

I told him I didn't want to go first.

Where's my family?

E.T.A.?

Three minutes out.

Mr. Irving?

They'll be here soon, but you need to calm down.

I told them not to take me first.

What do we have?

I've called the O.R.

Guthrie Junior is on his way down.

Did they say what's coming in?

No, just be out here, stat.

Police escort?

Whoa.

What is it?

It's a home invasion.

This is the mom and the son now.

Father's in Center Stage.

Vitals are stable.

10 of morphine, please.

Wow.

The knife barely missed his heart.

Miracle he made it here without perforating the pericardium.

We have them to thank for that.

Nobody here wants to leave until they see this family survive.

Let's stabilize the knife and transport upstairs.

We don't need it nicking a vessel en route.

Aah! Paramedic: 17 year-old male.

20-foot fall. Deformity to left foot.

Probable hip dislocation.

Multiple bruises and lacerations to his face.

Fell from where?

Jumped from the second story.

Aah!

42-year-old female.

15-centimeter full-thickness laceration involving muscle

- to the right proximal arm. - Pete?!

Mom! Mom, are you okay?!

I'm okay, I'm okay!

Wait, wait, wait, mom!

- Pete! - Your mom's in good hands, son.

We got to get you inside.

How's my father? Please!

Your father's inside. I don't know his status.

This kid pulled himself by his arms to the neighbor's house.

He saved them all.

Please tell me that Frank is alive.

Okay, when we move him, let's move him nice and easy.

No bumps, people. No bumps.

- Pete! - Is that my father?

Oh, my god!

Frank, please don't move.

Is my son okay?

They're taking good care of him.

Karen?!

I'm okay. I'm okay.

Oh, Frank!

She's not attached. On me. One, two, three.

Trauma labs, please?

- Two, three. Move him now. - Aah!

Jesse, gonna need a portable X-ray over here.

Flying in.

Son, stay still. You've got a dislocated hip.

Pete!

Dr. Leighton, pulse-check that leg.

I've got a pulse here.

I don't have a pulse down here.

- Damn it. - What does that mean?

Go. Clear. Shoot it.

Okay, we're moving him now.

Careful.

But...

Mom! Please let me see them first.

No time. We have to move.

Let them see each other.

This is not your patient. There's no time.

There is time.

Frank, turn your head very slowly.

- Okay? - Ugh.

I... I love you.

Dad, I love you.

You saved us, kiddo.

We're gonna be okay now.

I love you both.

- Slowly. - Okay, slowly, let's go.

Whoa!

- Damn it! - What's happening?

I don't have a pulse!

Okay, Dr. Pineda, start compressions.

Back, back, back. Coming in, coming in.

- Gown up, gown up. - Frank?!

What's happening to my father?

Someone say something!

You're gonna do that down here?

We have no choice now.

Pulseless in the E.D. We have to explore the wound.

May be a thoracic injury.

Jesse.

Okay, we should do this now.

Pete, your hip was knocked out of its socket

when you jumped, all right?

We're gonna have to straighten it.

Is that... is that gonna hurt him?

We'll give him some medication.

- Mario, can you help over there, please? - Line in.

- Amy, 7 amphetamine. - Yes, doctor.

Okay, everybody ready?

One...

Mom, mom, I'm scared.

- Two... - Shh, shh.

Three.

Which one's dead?

One of the medics said that you killed one.

Was it the big guy or the small guy?

Sir, can we wait until my husband is out of surgery to do this?

Well, I have to get a statement, ma'am.

The big guy. The small one was in custody.

The big guy was the one with the gun.

The one who separated us.

Doctor, is... is... is he okay to be interviewed like this?

Dr. Leighton signed off on it.

Now, you said you were separated.

Is that how you ended up upstairs?

Yeah. Upstairs bathroom.

Can you walk me through what happened?

He tied my wrists and ankles with rope.

Then he slammed my head into the mirror.

He said to stay put, and I did.

For a long time.

Too long. I... I waited for too long.

If I had just jumped earlier...

It's all my fault.

All your fault?!

Pete, you saved us.

If I had jumped sooner, dad would have never been...

Stop. Stop it right now.

Your mom's right, son. You're a hero.

I think it's a good time for a break, don't you?

Yeah. I'll come back.

You're younger than I expected.

Vitamin "C" cream and exercise.

I tried exercise once. It didn't take.

Look, I know you're worried

that I'm gonna burn this place down,

but I know the job.

I did it in Sacramento last year when they booted their guy.

I wasn't booted. Paid leave.

Well, to-may-to, to-mah-to.

The point is, don't worry.

I'm gonna take good care of the place till you get back.

Why does the board like you so much?

Handies.

MBA from Yale, Columbia Med School,

and admin training at Mass Gen.

You had me at "handies."

- What do we have here? 27-year-old male.

Good pupil reactivity, intoxicated and unconscious.

On his wa to his wedding in Mexico,

this idiot and five of his friends got drunk at the airport

and got thrown off their flight.

Where are the others?

Jail, except for this one.

I have a stronger constitution.

Impressive. Has he had anything else?

Just Tequila. We screwed up.

You think?

Ooh. I can smell him from here.

Hello. I'm Dr. Perello, director of the E.R.

Officers, why don't you head to the break room,

have some coffee... Where is the break room?

Uh, before you go, are these restraints really necessary?

Sir, step back, please.

Why should I?

Ugh!

- That's why. - That's why.

Bathroom?