Flatliners

Today is a good day to die.

- What's happening? - It's crack! Get some help.

So many crack-heads, we don't have time for anybody else.

- What have we got? - Some kind of hemorrhage.

- Blood pressure? - 90 over 60 and dropping.

- Any vaginal bleeding? - What's he saying?

No money. Probably a street abortion.

It's probably her uterine artery. Come on! We gotta open her up.

All the ORs are full. Maybe another ten minutes.

Yeah? Well, that's too late. Get her under.

- Who will do the surgery? - I am.

- You can't! - Just do it!

- You're gonna get us all fired. - Get him outta here. Get him outta here!

Nina! Nina!

Fifteen years on the job, and you're gonna get me canned in one day.

- You're crazy! - Alright, here we go. Shh, shh, shh!

- (Doctor) How we doing? - (Patient grunting)

Alright, forceps. Forceps!

Where in the hell is it? Where is it? Where is it? Clamp. Clamp!

- (Doctor) Get it, Dave. Get it. - (Dave) Jesus!

- You got it. - Alright, I got her!

Dave, get outta here. Now!

I tried to stop him.

Labraccio! What the hell do you think you are doing?

Randall Steckle, Diary of a Surgeon.

Mmm... I'm not a surgeon yet.

Er... Randall Steckle, Diary of a Surgeon To Be.

Wimpy. Er... Randall Steckle, Making of a Di...

Randall Steckle, Forging of a Surgeon.

No. Pretentious.

Er... Randall Steckle, Genesis?

Randall Steckle, Genesis of a Young Surgeon.

Brilliant!

Morning.

Nice work. Keep it up.

Suddenly, even though I was in a coma,

I saw myself... like, from above, looking down.

Ralph, my husband, was crying.

And the doctor was saying I was dying.

And I saw myself in the bed and everything.

And I started to float out into the hall...

and then into this tunnel... toward this light.

And it was the most beautiful light I ever saw.

And I heard this voice.

And it was the most beautiful voice I ever heard.

And it said...

"...I'm going to take your baby...

"...but you are going back."

And... woke up, and there was Ralph...

...and the doctor.

I was legally dead for four and a half minutes.

But I didn't see no tunnel, and I didn't see no light.

Oh, I did. And it was so beautiful!

- Shh! - I was in this garden.

And this tunnel and... and this light, and this, like a guide

and-and-and a chariot and... music.

Terry, I think they better get you off medication.

- (Footsteps approaching) - Thanks.

- What's up? - Good morning.

There's trouble in ER. Watch your ass today.

Thanks.

Why are you always asking the patients about death anyway?

I'm gonna be late for class.

Thanks, Edna.

Ah, the spoils of arthritis.

Some rather resilient inflammatory tissue here.

Trying to sever... Come on, damn it.

We are now beneath the transverse arch of the foot,

the three cuneiforms, the five metatarsals...

Brilliant, Dr. Steckle.

You will be sure to bring all that talent with you tonight, okay?

Nelson, about tonight.

It's because I like you as much as I do that I have to decline on moral grounds.

Look, isn't there enough atrocity in the world without your own little horror?

Horror? Steckle, that's ignorance we fear.

Since when did truth and knowledge become a horror?

Especially to a scientist and a genius like yourself.

Good morning, Manus. How you doing?

Fine.

I've been meaning to ask you something. Are you dating anyone?

- Identify. - Costodiaphragmatic recess.

Well, it's not offensive if I make conversation, is it?

I mean, sometimes it's nice to open up, that's all.

Like old Lenny here. He's open.

- Identify. - Pylorus.

Look... I've heard all the rumors and nicknames about you, Rachel.

I'm sure you're a very warm woman.

Not the least bit frigid or repressed.

- Identify. - Your brains.

- Good. - (Rachel) Mm-hmm.

So, you wanna come to my place where we can do more serious thinking?

Excuse me, Dr. Hurley. I need a word with Dr. Manus.

Sure.

You know I already I said no to this.

Look, I've already got Steckle and Hurley, two of the top GPAs in the school.

All I need you to do is handle the injections and the IV.

Forget it, Nelson. I have no interest in watching you kill yourself.

I think you do.

- (Professor) Good morning, class. - (Student) Good morning.

Today's exam will be scaled.

Three As will be given, five Bs, ten Cs,

and the remaining four will get Ds and Fs.

Once again, as in life,

you are not in competition with me, yourself or this exam,

but with each other.

Piece of cake.

Look, there are a lot of others in this school

who would like to make a name for themselves off of something like this.

Just seems a shame to me that the people with the ability don't have the nerve.

Alright. Then you wants us there, we'll be there, Nelson.

Hey, speak for yourself, Joseph.

Sure it will be dramatic, Nelson.

You'll cry, faint... puke at best. But then what?

Because frankly, I don't think you have the balls.

You just bring the equipment.

I'll bring my balls.

Did you, er... hear about Labraccio?

Dave, it's a four-month suspension.

It's not even gonna affect your scholarship.

Forget it! I'm outta here.

You're the best student this school's ever had.

They don't let a guy like you walk away from Medicine.

Besides, you were wrong.

Nelson, goddamn it! She was dying.

I saved her life.

Alright? Now, what the hell would you have done?

Why are you taking this personally?

Of course they're gonna make an example outta you.

They have to protect their insurance bond.

They'll ask you back next term.

Doesn't matter, because given the same situation, I would do it again.

I know you would.

That's exactly why I need you there tonight.

There are a few people that I would like to kill right now,

you however are not one of them.

Hey... I don't wanna die.

I wanna come back with the answers to death... and life.

And I can get there with the others.

But I need you.

I need you to bring me back. Please.

I'm sorry, man. I can't do that.

Great. Why don't you just walk away, Dave?

Go climb a mountain.

You know, I don't even understand you anymore.

You burned your career today on a stranger.

Now you're turning your back on a friend.

Look, I'm, er... I'm real sorry about what happened today, okay?

I really am.

What are my chances of making it back without you?

So don't do it.

Hey, Dave.

What if it works?

Hi.

I don't want to be buried on Saturday.

It costs 150 dollars more to be buried on Saturday.

Mrs. Amsler, you're doing much better.

Leave a message after the beep.

Dr. Hurley, I know you're home.

Don't be late. Don't forget the camera.

What camera?

- (Thud) - (Gasps)

Ah, the bed. Thank God he called a specialist.

No lectures, okay, Steckle?

Why should I expect that after becoming engaged, you might grow up, uh?

Did it ever dawn on you that I'm trying to work some things out?

Recording a few last adventures before I resign to a life of monogamy?

No, it never dawned on me for a moment.

But the words "pussy marauder” do pop into mind occasionally.

What the hell are we doing here?

This is goodbye med school, goodbye career.

Chill out, Randall. Ten bucks says he doesn't do it.

Shits his drawers and we're outta here.

Not those lights! Security will come running.

Set up over the grate. I just got the boiler going.

- You really gonna do this? - Just humor the man.

You're gonna take me down with nitrous, sodium pentathol

and a refrigerated blanket.

I've got some chilled D5W in the cooler.

When my body temperature hits 86 degrees you're gonna hit me with 200 joules.

The electric current will stop my heart.

When the heart is dead, take the mask off.

Where's Manus? I thought you said Rachel was coming.

- Steckle, shut the door. - (Steckle) Wait a minute.

I'm gonna draw 20ccs. You handle the injections.

When the EEG flatlines and the brain is dead, I'll be exploring.

Give me 30 seconds. Set the blanket on to warm.

Take me up to 93 degrees slowly.

Inject 1cc of adrenaline.

And at one minute, Joe, you come in with the def tbs,

and you bring me back to life.

With brain damage.

Resembling in many ways a Cabbage Patch doll.

Not with a body temperature of 86 degrees.

Dr. Manus... will you handle the injections?

Wait a minute, wait. Quite simply, why are you doing this?

Quite simply, to see if there's anything out there beyond death.