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Come on, Baxter!

Gotta set this graft before the joint bows.

- Where's my cut man? - Coming.

Some idiot put the Permatex in with the Teflon tape.

Alright, soldering iron, poly tubing, and the missing Permatex.

Which I'm pretty sure Joe was supposed to put away last night.

You hear that, Colin? Baxter's bringing the chin music.

Oh, being that I got three years on you, it ain't chin music.

- Ovaries, Joe, the new balls. - Joe, you wanna grab the I-beam?

- Yeah. - Good.

Now, we gonna do this right.

Not like these shoddy prefab monstrosities,

built by people who don't give a damn.

Okay, give me the heat.

All right. Now, that's a joint

that'll outlive your grandchildren's grandchildren.

All right, now,

let's check the supports.

It's our job to...

"Keep the people safe."

We've seen the show before, Colin.

What was that?

Guys, come on, let's go!

Everybody out!

Get out! Everybody out of the building!

Stop what you're doing and get out!

Come on, come on, come on, come on, let's go!

Get down!

It's a sinkhole!

Hey.

I finished the paperwork on our lumbar GSW.

I know you like to do your own charting, but long shift,

so I figured I'd lighten the load of it.

Taquito?

What do you want, Chris?

Just wondering when you're gonna get around

to my quarterly evaluation.

Ah.

It's just, you've done Zambrano's and Warren's.

I thought about going in descending order of height,

but then I decided on

reverse alphabetical order, which makes you next.

Great. So I'm free now.

You know, if you want to chat...

Chris, we've got half an hour left of a 36-hour shift.

You're kidding, right?

Yeah, yeah, I got it.

Hey, what are you pressing him about?

He'll get to it when he gets to it.

Look, clearly he likes you.

You know, he's taken Serena under his wing.

But me-- I have no idea exactly where I stand with Proctor.

You hear what just happened with Bravo?

About Ronson being put in charge.

What happened with Anne? I thought she was next in line.

Yeah, like that makes a difference.

Two percent.

The national percentage of female trauma surgeons.

Enough to drive a lesser woman straight into pink medicine.

Pink medicine? Obstetrics.

It's a good thing we don't scare easily.

Case files logged and ready

for Bravo Team handoff.

Traumas 2 and 3 are cleaned and restocked.

We got a sinkhole in the financial district

caused by a water main crack.

Multiple incoming, six minutes out.

Which means...

They're ours.

Colin Williams, 42 years old.

Multiple lacs and contusions, abdominal trauma, GCS 15.

Ground just opened up and the whole structure fell in on us.

Lucky for you, Kleebus here runs the best

door-to-door service in Miami.

How many more are we getting?

So far only two to Trauma, but three DOA at the scene.

What do we have here?

We have Colin. All right, Colin.

Are you in charge? Mm-hmm.

This is Dr. Proctor, our chief, so you're in good hands.

ABCs are good.

BP's 90/50.

But he's tachy and hypotensive from blood loss.

Let's hang two units of O-neg on the rapid infuser.

Pupils are both equal and reactive.

No head trauma.

Need a suture tray. Colin, how are you feeling?

What's your pain level

on a scale from one to 10?

Fifteen.

That's the number of my guys in that hole.

Okay, well, as of about

30 seconds ago, you are my guy.

I have to stop your bleeding

and see about the damage to your abdomen.

So don't you just lie back and let Dr. Deleo and me

check you out. Let's get the latest copy

of the emergency status report for my friend Colin here

and find out how his guys are doing.

The pain level is about a seven.

Okay, let's see if we can cut that in half.

Megan Baxter, 32 years old, BP's 70/30,

GCS in the field 3-4-3.

Fell 20 feet in the sinkhole.

Hey, that Baxter out there?

Shattered right humerus, multiple rib fractures.

Baxter?!

Where are you feeling pain?

In my chest.

We'll get you some pain meds, okay, Meg?

Breath sounds are good; She's moving air bilaterally.

Your vitals are stable.

You're getting air in both lungs.

Hopefully it's just that her chest wall is bruised.

Eva, flail chest.

What?

Baxter! Damn it.

The abdominal lacs have opened up again.

You okay, Baxter?

You gotta stop moving, okay?

Colin.

I can get her calm.

Open the doors.

I'll re-suture.

Chris, you have a look inside.

Yeah, I'm already on it.

Baxter!

Colin?

Let them help you, Meg.

What happened to everybody?!

Firefighters are getting everybody out.

I saw Toby and Alex in an ambulance.

What about Joe?!

Let me worry about that.

Let them take care of you, okay? Oh, God!

Come on, Baxter, let the docs do their job.

You hear me?!

Okay.

Okay.

I'm gonna let them take care of me.

Okay, all right.

Now, Meg, you have a flail chest.

You broke several of your ribs,

and they've separated from your chest wall.

What does that mean?

Well, it means you need X rays,

and we have to get you into an O.R.

Will you, uh, set up for the films?

I'm gonna page Dr. Kaye for a consult.

Great, Angry Ortho.

Angry who?

Don't worry, Meg.

He's an excellent doctor.

No free fluid in the abdomen; Organs look good.

There's some tenderness in his belly; his pain's increasing.

No rigidity.

There's significant focal tenderness.

Colin, we're gonna have to get you to a CT

to determine the cause of your pain.

As promised,

here's the status sheet from the accident scene.

Thanks.

It lists where all your guys have been taken.

Your hands are shaking.

Is that something new?

No, no, no, no, it's a family thing.

My-my dad, my dad's hands shook, so did my granddad's.

Wait, wait, th-there's only 14 names here.

Uh, where's Joe?

Joe Halcro, he's not on here.

Where's my walkie?

Is it there, Chris?

Yeah, here it is.

Hello, anybody there?

Joe? Joe, you there?

Help, help me...

That's him, that's Joe.

Joe, Mr. Halcro, where are you?

Make way for the rescue workers.

And make way for the EMS.

They'll get you guys out of there...

Take him to CT and page us when he's ready.

Firefighters have located the missing guy.

Who, Joe? Mm-hmm.

He's 20 feet down with his leg caught under a girder.

So... what?

I mean, do they use the Jaws of Life to get him out?

No, the ground's not stable enough

to get equipment down there to lift the girder off.

They've asked for a trauma surgeon

to come and amputate before he bleeds out.

Well, I can go.

You've been on for 36 hours straight.

I had Search and Rescue training a year ago,

I'm telling you, I'm your guy.

It's not our case.

No, not technically.

Not in any way.

This guy hasn't even been admitted yet.

Bravo are about to come on call.