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You okay?
- Lauren! Hi.
Hi. Good morning.
Check this out.
It's a play on an egg-white Croque Madame
with farm fresh ingredients
and twenty seed ancient grain bread...
So it's a sandwich?
No. No, ma'am.
Because this has "Granny Smith agave compote"
spread all over it.
Applesauce.
Okay, yeah. Fine. You got me.
It's an applesauce sandwich, all right?
Maybe I spiraled during the sourdough-banana-bread phase
of the pandemic.
- Are you gonna eat that in the meeting?
In what meeting?
- Hospital-wide. Max just called it.
- He did? Yes. - Mm-hmm.
- Today just keeps getting better, doesn't it?
You're incredibly upbeat
for someone who's living on seeds.
Oh, come on.
Everyone loves a Goodwin townhall.
Max gets all hopped up and fires an entire department?
Boom!
Max threatens doctors with jail time?
Boom! Let's get a good seat.
- What the hell is wrong with you?
- Plantain truffle scone? - No.
- Of all the gin joints in New York.
Uh, I owe you call or 12.
- No worries. I got the hint.
- My silence wasn't a hint. - True.
After a few months, it definitely became
more of a statement.
- My silence was me hunkering down,
battening the hatches, focusing on my patients.
Okay.
And now?
I've got no idea.
I haven't even thought about now.
- Well, once you lift your stay-at-home order,
just, um, let me know.
How about tonight?
- Wow. It wasn't even planned.
Good morning, everyone.
Max, what are the chances
you can just give me the highlights
and skip the razzle-dazzle and get back to work?
- Yeah, it'll be quick. Promise.
- See ya, Dermatology. - No.
No one is getting sacked today. - Aww.
Yeah, so... no, Iggy.
I just wanted to tell everyone how proud I am
of this whole hospital,
of everything that we survived together.
We've been through hell.
We're tired. We're hurting.
But our sacrifices are starting to turn the tide.
This doesn't sound quick.
- So today, things are finally turning around.
Today, Dr. Kapoor gets off his ventilator.
- - Yes.
- Yeah. It's great news.
And listen... I want everyone to know.
I am committed to fixing the cracks around here, okay?
The system abandoned us when we needed it most.
And I... I vow... uh...
I vow to fix the system
that left us overburdened
and unprotected that, uh...
The system that left our most vulnerable patients
behind, and then hopefully,
New Amsterdam can finally get back to nor...
- Prep the ED for triage. - On it.
- We're gonna be overrun. Warn the blood bank.
Copy.
We're gonna need to call in...
The rest of the trauma team.
Yeah.
28-year-old flight attendant,
unrestrained, thrown against the wall.
- Any fatalities yet? - Ah, my chest!
- Not yet. - Let's keep it that way.
- Ma'am, we're gonna take good care of you, okay?
Let's get her to Trauma One.
Hey, I need an EKG, a portable chest,
and full blood panel including coags.
Oh, my chest!
- It's on me. Ready?
One, two, three.
- Okay, deep breaths for me, Shenaz, okay?
- Let's go. Monitor cardiac input.
- It hurts. - 90 over palp.
- Neck veins distended with muffled heart sounds.
- Tamponade from blunt force trauma.
Okay, Shenaz, there is fluid building up
in the sack around your heart.
It's squeezing your heart, making it hard to pump blood.
We're going to do our best to fix it.
Walsh, start a morphine drip.
Reyes, I need a Pericardiocentesis.
And grab me if you see blood.
What you got? - Nothing.
- A 747 goes down, and you got nothing?
What about this one?
- Well, seeing as I'm a trauma surgeon
and he doesn't need surgery...
- I encourage you to harken back to just a few months ago
when we all chipped in to save lives
no matter our job title.
- I'd prefer not to harken back to a time
when thousands of people died every day,
but maybe that's just me.
Walsh?
Mariel Rabkin,
a 34-year-old hit by a flying iPhone.
Okay, let's get her over to...
Page me if she needs surgery.
- Copilot with deep abdominal blood lac and blood loss.
Heart rate up to 118. BP down to 108/40.
- See, good things come to those who wait.
Hawaii.
- Ma'am, you're in New York at New Amsterdam Hospital.
Hawaii.
Oh.
- Got a stat request from the ambulance.
The copilot needs O-neg blood.
Okay, then you're with me.
Let's get her into Trauma One. - Occupied.
- Trauma Two. - Occupied.
- All right, we're going straight into the OR.
Grab a side.
- Excuse me, Dr. Goodwin? Nelson Peña.
I'm the lead investigator with the NTSB.
Welcome to our little bubble.
I assume everybody tested negative?
My Go Team is fully intact
and ready to begin the investigation.
Uh, well, that's good to hear,
but isn't the plane still floating in the East River?
Well, this Go Team deals
with the human element of these incidents.
- Sounds like we're on the same side.
No doubt.
We'll do our best to stay out of your way.
We just need to interview every crew member and passenger
who may have pertinent information.
- Well, roger that. Or... sorry.
As long as it doesn't interfere with patient care,
I will help in any way I can.
Understood.
We wanna start with the pilots. Captain Starks?
I'll find him for you.
Hey, have you seen the pilot?
- Uh, yes, actually. Right here.
What am I looking at?
Captain Dane Starks.
He has been catatonic since he arrived.
- There's no masses. There's no bleeds.
Ventricles look normal. This looks fine.
- No, no, no. That's the problem.
It's not that he can't talk. It's that he won't.
- Dr. Mandle. - Morning, Dr. Goodwin.
Yeah, it was supposed to be.
Why is Dr. Kapoor still on a vent
when you told me he was getting off today?
- I told you I was hoping to take him off today,
but we ran out of propofol and had to switch to fentanyl.
Sorry.
- Which takes longer to wean the patient off.
- I understand that, but it sounds like you said
we're out of propofol. How is that possible?
- Because we've had patients on vents
for the last 12 months straight,
as has every hospital in the country.
Look, the stockpiles are empty,
and the factories can't meet demand.
- If I get you propofol, can you get Kapoor
and the other patients off the vents?
- Yes, but... - That is all I needed to hear.
Dr. Goodwin.
- You guys always walk together like that?
- We have rehearsals at noon. You're welcome to join.
- - Any update on the pilot?
- Right, the pilot. Sorry.
- Some of the passengers reported seeing him
acting strangely before the flight.
If Captain Starks knew he was impaired before duty,
then this becomes a criminal case.
Right, well, Captain Starks
is currently with his physician,
but once we're done, I'll let you know.
- We'd like to test his blood alcohol level...
- Unfortunately, you can't interrupt
a patient's evaluation... - Evaluation?
So then the pilot's not actually injured?
- Look, Agent... - Investigator.
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