They wanted 20 grand to tie into the sewer line, so I decided to go septic.
Put the tank in right over there.
You've got real vision, hon.
Yeah, it's real nice, Mikey.
Anyone's looking for me, I'll be donating to that septic.
It's my housewarming gift.
Really, Dad? Seriously? Is it important that we all know that?
All right, it's a dual flush toilet, Jimmy. Enjoy.
What the hell is that?
Well, you've got to give the guy props for aiming high.
If he nails her, I'll kill myself.
You have the greatest job.
I mean, it must be such a rush to run into a burning building.
Yeah. Yeah. That's totally true.
Uh, the adrenaline is kind of like, um... Like a fifth element.
Hey, you should totally come do a ride-along sometime.
Um, 80% of the calls are medical.
You might find it, I don't know, educational?
Oh, yeah. That's cool.
Really? I mean, cool.
Got a Jacuzzi from this job that went south.
Going to drop it right into the deck, once I run the electrical.
I always wanted a Jacuzzi.
Well, now you've got one. Season pass.
Really? I've got to look at my mom half-naked all day long?
You should look this good when you're my age, sugar.
What do you care?
You can't get into a hot tub when you're pregnant.
Ronnie. Is there something you want to tell us?
Um... It's true.
We're, uh...
We're trying. We're trying.
That is one hell of a toilet, Mikey.
Damn thing almost sucked me out to sea.
Jim.
Ronnie and Mike are going to have a baby.
Possibly. Possibly. Not actually happening yet.
Hey, who ordered the strippers?
Hey, guys. Come on in.
Hey, fellows. I'm going to have another grandkid.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
Grab a drink. Anything you want.
Hey. Congratulations, Jim.
Actually, we're here on business.
Oh, Tommy. What, a noise complaint?
Come on. It's not even 8:30 yet.
Well, we need to ask Veronica some questions.
What's going on?
A cinder block found its way through the windshield of a Dr. Daniel Harris.
You know anything about that?
I have never wanted to go to work less than I do right now.
So, don't go.
But if I don't go to work people die. So, I have to go. Right?
Ah.
You know, I could clear a shelf in the medicine cabinet.
It's a toothbrush. It doesn't need a shelf.
All right, but down the road.
Down the road, a lot of things could happen.
An asteroid could split the earth in two.
We could be divided into tribes.
We could develop psychic powers.
Our heads could grow to twice their normal size.
Keep the toothbrush.
What is with this dog?
Every time I move, it snaps.
His owner was a meth dealer. That will make a dog jumpy.
They were going to put him down. I felt bad.
I mean, he didn't do anything wrong.
That's sweet.
But little Crystal's going to have to find herself a new crib.
Otherwise, I am liable to develop a severe dog allergy.
Sorry, buddy.
Yo! Put pants on!
Put some clothes on, man!
Did you see that naked guy?
Ma'am, step away from the building.
Did you start the paramedics, yet?
Yeah.
Oh, crap. I'm a nurse.
You're okay. You're okay. Just don't move.
Can you tell me your name? Trevor.
Okay, Trevor. We're just going to take you to the hospital.
Sound good? Sure.
You called the cops on me.
You put a cinder block through my windshield.
That could have been anyone.
But it wasn't.
They came to my house.
I was having a housewarming party.
I had to rent a car. I'm driving a Geo.
No, no, no. I will not consent.
I am an attorney. I know my rights.
Please calm down, sir.
Please don't tell me to calm down.
Mr. Whitlow sustained a compound fracture
to his right tibia in a car accident. He needs surgery.
Which, without my consent, would be vivisection, plain and simple.
He says he won't go through with it
until he finds out what happened to his wife.
She was in the car?
Maybe you can find out more.
Was your wife injured, Mr. Whitlow?
Yes. We were in different ambulances, but they said she was coming here.
Please. She's pregnant.
The ER would have turfed her to OB. I'll find her.
Promise me. Yes. I promise.
Thank you.
Yeah. Perched up on the fire escape
like some pasty, junk-flapping-in- the-wind gargoyle.
He just went for it. He jumped.
Listen, let me get this straight.
You left half a Cinnabon in the trash?
Hey, Sporty Spice. You pulling half-shifts now?
Oh, I have my Fire Department ride-along.
You should put your boobs away.
These are firemen. Cover up and bring mace.
And Valtrex.
It's really not like that at all.
Veronica's brother invited me.
I'm going to go check on the gargoyle.
Trevor Wilensky. Three broken ribs. Concussion.
Thirty stitches in the leg. Sixteen on the arm.
You're lucky. Most guys who try to off themselves end up a lot worse.
I wasn't trying to kill myself.
I'm actually anti-death. My own, in particular.
I'm a somnambulist.
Which brings me to my favorite question.
Uh, did you see my balls?
Yes, I did. Uh, I sleepwalk.
I'm so sorry.
Wow. So, why the naked part?
Yeah. That's sort of the cosmic, pubic joke of the whole thing.
Again, I'm so, so sorry you had to see my danglers.
Apology accepted.
You ever consider pajamas?
I've tried. I can't sleep if anything is on me. It's constricting.
Well, that is a perfect storm.
My life is a disaster.
I'm an astronomer. Or I should be.
But I couldn't go to sleepaway college.
I should be working at NASA right now.
Instead, I'm a docent at the planetarium.
I refuse to be bitter.
Can I be alone?
Yeah.
Carey Whitlow, right? Yeah.
How's she doing? Oh. Lacerated liver.
ER thinks they stemmed the bleeding,
but I want to go in to be sure.
You're Veronica, aren't you?
Yeah. Hi. Just visiting. Uh-huh.
Her husband is pre-op downstairs,
holding the OR hostage until I check on her.
Oh, right. Do you mind?
No. No.
Carey. Hi. My name is Veronica.
Your husband sent me to check on you and let you know he's okay.
Where is he? We got separated.
They're setting his leg. He's downstairs.
He's fine. You'll see each other soon, I promise.
Are you okay?
I'm freaking out a little.
Okay. I know you're scared, Carey. But Dr. Jelani, here,
just wants to make sure everything's okay.
Right.
It's our first baby. I don't want drugs.
We have a whole birth plan.
We do a lot of pre-term surgeries here.
The anesthesia is not going to harm your baby in any way.
She's right. Okay. Great.
Wait. Wait, no.
There will be a nurse down there for you.
They keep passing me from one person to the next.
Please. Stay with me.
Okay. I'll go with you to the OR.
All ready here, Doc.
Yeah, just give her a minute.
You're killing me. I got floor seats for the Knicks.
Ah.
Mr. Whitlow. Your wife sustained some damage to her liver,
but it is under control.
They just have to go in and check to make sure there's no bleeding.
What about our baby?
He's going to be fine.
Okay. Thank you.
Hey. Thanks.
Are we good?
The Knicks suck.
We need to talk about your Harris problem.
I don't know anything about his car, okay?
How about this? Don't insult me, and I won't insult you.
You think I haven't wanted to throw a brick through his window?
Of course I have. But I suppress the urge. It's called impulse control.
It's what separates us from the animals.
You're a skilled nurse, Veronica, but you are a dumb animal.
Okay. What happened to the not insulting me part?
Harris filed a complaint with Risk Oversight.
About his car?
About how you went behind his back
to get Gerald Pettit in the Interferon program.
They're bringing in Hammaker.
The "Dark Helmet"?
I thought that he was a myth.
We'll find out tonight.
Your disciplinary hearing's at 6:00. He'll be there.
You will, too, if you like your job.
Hey, hey, hey, Chloe.
Welcome to Engine Company 27.
Thanks. This our ride? Sweet.
Yeah, we'll be riding back here in the jump seats.
Just got to wait until we're, uh, toned out. That's when we get a call.
Oh. When do you think that will be?
Uh, any minute. We're one of the busiest houses in the county.
All action, all the time.
You must be Chloe. Mmm-hmm.
Well, this is Pete Boswick.
You can call me Petey. And I've got your waiver here.
Oh. Okay. What am I signing here, Petey?
Just something to cover the department's butt in case you get hurt.
I'm not going to get hurt.
Am I going to get hurt?
I hope not.
I mean, no.
Uh, Veronica said if I let anything happen to one of her girls,
she'd have my head.
She said I was one of her girls?
All righty.
Let's get toned out.
Hammaker.
Damn. Bringing in the "Helmet. "
I heard before he started firing people for a living,
he used to be some kind of mercenary.
Yeah, I heard he carries around a human ear in his pocket.
Real supportive, guys.
Look, I will back you all day long
if it's about you standing up to Harris for your patients.
But you lost me with the cinder block.
I don't believe this. You're taking Harris' side?
No. I am on your side. That is why I'm telling you to check yourself.
You could go to jail.
I'm not going to jail.
There's no evidence.
That's not the point.
You brought it up.
This is not cute, okay?
Drama is a drug, and you need to kick it.
Especially if you're thinking of bringing a kid into the picture.
I'm not even pregnant.
That's the good news.
Bogey, six o'clock.
Cover him up. Here.
Hey. Trevor. Wake up. Wake up.
Hey, hey, hey. Come on.
Wake up. Come on.
Come on, come on, come on.
No, no! Don't! You're not supposed to touch a sleepwalker. It's dangerous.
So, what am I supposed to do? Just let him nude cruise through this whole...
Trevor.
Go back to bed, Trevor.
Mom?
Texting and driving. I will sue him so hard his head will spin.
My wife is much nicer than I am.
She tells me I'm angry. But really, I just hate morons.
Sweetie. Honey.
Oh, my God. Are you okay?
I'm okay. I love you.
Did I say that already? Are you okay?
I'm good. I'm fine.
Are you in pain?
A little.
How much?
It's nothing. I'm fine.
On a scale from one to ten, how much pain are you in?
I don't know. Maybe like,
eleven.
Where does it hurt?
It starts down here, and then, it moves all around my stomach.
What's wrong?
I think your water's broken.
What? No. It's too soon.
She's only 31 weeks. She can't. He's too small.
It's okay. This happens sometimes.
I'm going to page your OB.
Dr. Melvoy gave her magnesium sulfate to stop the contractions.
Any fetal distress?
Thirty-one weeks, baby's lungs aren't ready for prime time.
But if we keep the mom out of labor, he should be okay.
So, check on her every half hour.
Oh, I can't. She's not my patient.
I have a full load and a disciplinary thing.
I won't bore you with the details.
Hammaker. I heard.
Jeez. Was there an announcement?
Look. If I could give her a sedative, I would.
But she won't let me. So, that leaves you.
She's not getting my Xanax.
That's not what I meant.
She trusts you.
Mike.
What are you doing here?
I made us some lunch.
Thought we'd eat and then grab a little boogie time in a supply closet or something.
Yeah, it looks like my timing isn't so hot, huh?
Pregnant couple came in this morning, car accident.
Is everybody okay?
We'll see.
Listen, I know we're supposed to have "us" time tonight,
but sometimes, you get the feeling if you don't
see them through the night...
All right, then stay. I'm sure the day's going to get better for you.
Yeah.
About that.
I'm probably going to get fired later.
Still want to make a baby?
Babe, listen, kids aside.
If you're not happy here, if you never want to work another day in your life,
that's okay by me.
And then, when the lightning hit, I ran outside and I saw the barn was on fire.
So, together, me, Ma, Pa, and blind Mary,
we ran together and we all got buckets of water and we put out the fire.
Really? No.
No, not really. That was a scene from Little House on the Prairie.
Come on, guys. We actually do have fire stations in Lancaster.
I have an aunt who lives in Lancaster.
Have you ever been to the, uh, Amazing Maize Maze?
Oh. Petey? You are looking at the Maize Queen 2004.
No way.
All right. Here we go, Chloe.
Hey. Yo. What do we got?
1071 at West Washington and 29th Street.
Good pizza joint on that corner.
That's the place. Female, mid-40s, in crisis.
All right. Buckle up, Little House.
The apartment was an experiment. We always knew that.
The experiment failed.
It's time to come home.
How we doing here?
I'm 28, I'm earning minimum wage,
I've lived on my own for less than 90 days,
and now, my mother is insisting that I move back in.
I guess the good news is, she's seen my junk so many times
it doesn't even register as junk anymore.
Which is disturbing on multiple levels.
Do you not see how this situation cries out for pajamas?
Can you set that to overdose, please?
Don't encourage him, nurse.
You'll be living rent-free with meals
and unlimited Rummy-Q. Is that so terrible?
Yes.
She leaves out the part about being locked in a windowless room every night.
You lock him in? Really?
We have to take precautions. You've seen what happens when he's on his own.
He had a bad night. There's got to be other solutions.
When Trevor was 12, he walked into a house across the street
during one of his episodes.
My husband and I woke to the sound of a gunshot.
They thought he was a prowler, and they shot him.
They shot my boy.
So don't talk to me about so-called solutions.
He's all I have now.
Get some rest. I'll be back later to take you home.
So, the scar on your back...
Yeah.
I won't be long. I promise.
Well, I asked them to deliver it priority overnight.
Look, Yelena. Can you just go by the house?
Because they won't leave it unless there's somebody there to sign for it.
Look. Please. Just do this for me, sweetheart.
Can I help you?
Uh... Can we talk?
Yelena, I have... I have to go.
Well, I love you, too.
More than the world.
Yes.
I'll admit I don't know the facts.
But it seems to me that Veronica Callahan is a very good nurse.
I guess I just wanted to say that it would be a shame to lose her.
You know, Doctor,
I think that you should reconsider your hair.
I prefer a ponytail. It's cleaner.
Oh, wait a second. You didn't ask my opinion.
So, that was rude.
Wasn't it?
Hey. Dr. Harris?
Not you, too, Sonia. Excuse me?
What do you want?
Do you know anything about sleepwalking?
Uh, well, it's, um, usually a product of a troubled psyche
or substance abuse or any number...
Listen. If you're having these issues,
I would suggest talking to our in-house counselors.
No. No, no, no. It's a patient. Trevor Wilensky.
Oh. The suicide attempt.
No, he's not suicidal.
He's a sleepwalker who acts out his dreams.
If he's dreaming he's a diver in the Olympics,
he'll climb up the fire escape, and then...
Huh.
How do you treat that?
Klonopin. Had it.
Prosom? Yep.
Trazodone. Weak sauce.
Well, it's always possible there's an underlying medical condition.
Sleep apnea, seizures...
Magnesium deficiency. Stress. I could teach a clinic.
What about that stuff Michael Jackson had?
That was Propofol.
Can I get that? No.
Maybe you should try some alternative solutions.
Lay off the drugs for a while.
That's a good idea.
You know, my wife tried hypnosis to help her quit smoking.
I tried that once. Let's just say the case is pending.
People outside the medical field are less forgiving
about unsolicited marble bag displays.
Trevor. Pajamas.
Well, let's give Trazodone another shot, shall we?
Sonia, if you could get that going for Mr. Wilensky,
I'm sure he would like some much-needed sleep.
Poor guy.
There has got to be something else we can do.
Well, I don't know what else to suggest.
It's not really a medical issue.
Well, it's going to be when he ends up under the wheels of a semi.
I'm sorry. My hands are tied.
Let's see you get out of this.
Do people usually call 911 when they get the wrong food order?
No. All the time.
Usually, it's a curly fries issue.
So, Ryan...
...are you excited about possibly becoming an uncle?
Uh, I don't get what the hurry is.
I figure they ought to slow down,
considering what a rough go they had of it when Ronnie was in Iraq.
You mean because of all of Mike's...
Indiscretions, yeah.
But he was a man about it.
And, you know, Ronnie's not totally blameless.
Yeah.
I couldn't even imagine what it's like to be at war.
You must be desperate for any sort of human connection.
It's not really surprising when you think about it.
Wait. What are you talking about?
Did Ronnie have an affair?
What?
Did she meet somebody?
I don't know what you're saying.
You just said that... No. I didn't.
Then, what are you saying? Nothing.
I'm not saying anything. This is absolutely ridiculous.
It's unfair. You acted like you knew.
Knew what? Nothing.
I don't believe this.
Ronnie cheated on Mike.
Dork. Nice.
Hey. You got a second?
Yeah. Yeah.
I, um, I heard some people talking, and I wanted to ask you.
Are you and Mike trying to get pregnant?
Yeah, we are.
Maybe I should have said something.
No, it's fine. It's fine.
It's just that, with a kid, I go from the man waiting in the wings for you
to some obsessive, home-wrecker guy.
And that's not me.
But, you know, good luck with that, I guess.
Hey.
Jelani needs you. It's Carey Whitlow.
Um, thank you.
Just keep breathing for me. Just keep breathing.
The baby's heart rate is dropping. I can't stop it.
You tried fetal stim? Side to side?
Nothing works. Should we go?
Yeah, let's do it.
I need an orderly in here.
Page Dr. Melvoy to the OR now.
Carey, you're going to have to deliver.
No. He's not ready.
Carey, we have to get the baby out.
Right now, his heart rate is the bigger issue.
We need an emergency C- section, Carey. It's the only way.
Okay? Ready? Let's go.
It's okay. It's all right.
Where are they taking him?
He has to go down to the NICU.
He's okay, though.
He's breathing. That's our main concern right now.
They're going to take great care of him.
Wesley. That's his name.
Doctor, she's hemorrhaging.
She's got a tear, left posterior edge.
Prep a methergine injection.
What's happening?
Your placenta was damaged in the auto accident.
There's still some bleeding.
So, we're just trying to get it stopped.
What if you can't stop it?
Just stay with me.
Yeah, tonight sounds good. I...
Okay. Seriously, Nick? You have got to put a muzzle on that dog.
Of course I can hear him.
The guys on the Hubble Telescope can hear him.
I don't care if it's an unmanned...
Look. How about you call me back when you're done with the kennel club?
Great.
Where's Trevor?
Isn't he in...
Look.
No, don't!
Trevor, stop!
Hey. No. Come on.
Where did that come from?
I don't know.
Trevor, are you okay?
Gillian.
How's Carey doing?
We can't get the bleeding stopped.
Melvoy is scrubbing in for a hysterectomy.
No. He can't.
If we don't, she'll die.
There has to be another way. I just came from NICU.
Her baby is breathing better, but he's not out of the woods yet.
If we do a hysterectomy...
I know. She's only 27.
But Melvoy is old school. This is what he does.
What about an arterial embolization?
We did them in Iraq for all kinds of hemorrhaging.
I know they work. I've read up on them.
I bet Melvoy has never done one.
I know someone.
Dr. Sands.
Go get him. I will try and work on Melvoy.
He's starting in five minutes. Go.
You're the only one in this place that can perform an embolization.
I can't do an end-around every doctor whose diagnosis you disagree with.
No. It's not an end-around exactly.
Jelani's working on Melvoy.
I need you to come with me right now.
Without you, her options are hysterectomy or death.
Okay.
I assume you're aware that your hearing is in five minutes.
I can't right now, Helen.
I've got a patient in a situation.
Uh, if you're talking about Carey Whitlow, she is not your patient.
There's an entire staff up there to handle it.
She could die, Helen. I don't know what else to do.
I feel like I'm sending you off to Rikers.
Yeah, well, I won't get raped playing Rummy-Q.
You know, it's not like you're a minor.
If you wanted to live on your own, no one would stop you.
You think I don't know that?
Okay, forget it. Forget I even tried.
Sorry. Look.
Yes, I could keep my apartment, take precautions, add locks.
But she'd drive herself crazy worrying about me.
And ultimately, I can't do that.
Thank you for trying. Okay?
Maybe we should have let him jump.
Maybe you should have gone home with him.
Hit that B flat every time he gets out of...
Wait, Trevor. Don't go anywhere.
Come... Come on. Come over here.
Come on, boy.
Good boy. Here we go. Trevor, Mrs. Wilensky
I'd like you to meet Trevor's new alarm clock.
His name's Crystal.
You call him Crystal?
It's a long story. But trust me,
you make one false move during the night,
this little guy will bark his head off.
I could keep my apartment. Mom.
But you don't like dogs.
I can make an exception. That's what people do, right?
You'll still come for game night?
Always. Mom.
Thank you.
It's my pleasure. Believe me.
Crystal. Hi. Hi.
Oh, what? You said you were okay with this.
Yeah, but I never thought the old lady would let it fly.
From how you described her...
Oh. She just doesn't want to be alone.
I'm going to miss that yappy little dog.
Look at the bright side.
You'll have this to keep you company.
She's 15 minutes late. I'd like that noted, Mr. Hammaker.
Carey?
Carey, can you hear me?
You did great.
We didn't have to do the hysterectomy.
Is that my baby?
Yeah.
Is he okay?
He's perfect.
Just a little small is all.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Nice work.
Back at you.
Don't you have a hearing to get to?
No.
What is this, bad decision week?
What is the point? Nothing I can say
is going to change what those people think of me.
The point. Hmm. Well, let's see.
Um, I think probably this job is the one thing keeping you from a padded room.
You're forgetting about my various prescription mood stabilizers.
No, actually. I'm not.
Did you just come down here to remind me how close to crazy I've become?
Because I can't hear that enough.
You know, I saw you with that family in there.
You don't get that feeling wearing baggy pajamas, sitting around,
taking care of a bunch of mini Mike Callahans
as they run around an above-ground pool.
We don't have room for a pool.
But we are getting a Jacuzzi.
Do you want to keep the job or not?
Yes. I want to keep the job.
But Harris is out of his tree.
And he is not going to let it go.
Well, maybe that's because you put a brick through his window.
It was a cinder block.
And why does everybody think that was me?
Okay, it was me. It was totally me.
Well, tell him you're sorry.
But I am not sorry.
Well, then, fake it. That's what everybody does.
I did it today, when I said good luck on you having a baby with another man.
Look. I'll do it for you. Here it is. Ready?
Hey. Whatever happens I really hope that you're happy.
Okay. I get it.
Good advice.
Yeah, well...
Maybe I'd miss your face around here if you were gone.
Okay.
I'm going to go eat a giant crap sandwich.
Okay.
Thank you.
Yeah, you're welcome. Anytime.
It's about time.
You're Hammaker?
I am.
All right.
Ryan, please. I know this is upsetting you.
See, I promised Dr. Sands I'd keep it a secret.
I failed, obviously, but it's not too late.
We can make this right.
I can swear you to secrecy.
You know, pay it forward.
It's too big. I can't. I'm sorry.
Copy that. Engine 27 responding.
We've got a 1043 at 242 Chestnut. Cops are already there.
What's a 1043?
Assault.
Victim's female, late 20s.
Looks like blunt head trauma.
Unconscious when we found her.
Where is she?
Just inside.
Tight in here, fellows. Give us room to work until the medics get here.
Come on. Come on, come on, come on.
Can you hear me, ma'am?
Ma'am?
No resps.
BP 60 and palp.
Grab me an Ambu bag.
Pulse is weak. Tachy at 150. I'm going to drop a line.
Let's put her in a c-spine and get an EKG.
I'm going to call base and let them know what we got.
Can you hear me, ma'am?
Ma'am.
Pulse is weak.
Page Dr. Harris. It's urgent.
I don't care if he's in a meeting.
Call him out. It's an emergency.
Rescue One en route to St. Francis.
No. Mercy.
They're telling me St. Francis.
They're the same distance.
She's going into V-fib.
Come on. Bag her.
Take her to Mercy. Now!
Ignoring my orders, she put an alcoholic homeless man
into a Phase Three clinical trial.
His name is Gerald Pettit, and he is not homeless.
He has a bed in a VA.
You're obfuscating. She's obfuscating.
He deserves to be in that trial.
Ms. Callahan, the worthiness of Gerald Pettit is not at issue here.
I know that.
This isn't about that at all.
I will admit, I was angry.
Okay, Dan? I was mad.
And I put a cinder block through your windshield.
And it was wrong.
You put a cinder block through his windshield?
This is not about my car.
Of course it is.
I want you off my floor. I want her off my floor.
She is a danger to this hospital.
And you're a soulless dick.
Okay.
It's been a long day.
Could I suggest maybe continuing this tomorrow?
No.
We are not putting this off. She's a menace.
She does whatever she wants. She operates under her own set of rules.
And someday, she's going to get someone killed.
You don't even know what my job is.
I'm going home.
You can let me know what you decide.
Dr. Harris. Something's happened.
Where is Dr. Harris?
Okay, talk to me. Tell me where we stand.
She was found down. Went into V-fib on the way in.
CPR was eight minutes. She was shocked with no change.
One round epi, one round vasopressin.
Let's move, guys. Get her on the monitors.
One, two, three.
Yelena?
V- fib.
Charging 360. Stop CPR. Clear!
Still in V-fib.
Continuing CPR.
Stop CPR.
Clear!
How long?
How long has she been down?
Twelve minutes.
Another round of epi.
Holding CPR.
Clear!
Still in V-fib.
Continuing CPR.
Stop.
We don't have to. We can keep going.
Stop.
Time of death.
20:06.
Very good. Thank you for your time.
They say they have a lead.
Some guy has been breaking into houses for drug money.
They think she may have surprised him.
Where is she?
Sands certified her.
She's going to have to stay here with us until they can do an autopsy.
Autopsy. Of course.
I'm not even sure what I do now.
Did you ever talk about what she would want?
No. We never...
I think she would want me to take her home to her family.
Okay.
Then, we should talk to the Russian consulate about travel.
I can call them now if you want...
Not yet. Not yet.