The Night Shift

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Any word on Locke?

Yeah, turned himself in an hour ago.

Hopefully it'll give Mac's family some peace

knowing justice is comin'.

There's no justice in Mac's death.

Who are these clowns?

The Covenant Order. I can't believe they're here.

They're a hate group that believes that every cop, kid,

and soldier who's killed is dead because God hates gay people.

They make the Westboro Baptist Church

look like Boy Scouts.

Despicable on a day where we're here with Mac's mother

to honor her fallen son.

Good, Xavier Arnold's here. Guy's always got the troops' backs.

Yeah, he's gonna be our next governor.

He's got my vote. He's one of the good ones.

You're damn right. He's one of us...

A state Senator, hero of Taji Qasr.

You were there, right?

The only heroes that day were the ones we buried.

God hates gays. That's why your son is dead.

- Hey, watch your mouth. - He deserved to die.

Hey, you better stop talking.

Easy, easy. They're just trying to bait you.

Your son died for the Sodomites!

We can't let 'em talk to Mac's family like that.

Your son was a gift from God!

Now he's going to hell because of you,

and you have nobody to blame but yourself, bitch!

Stop, stop! We're here to honor a hero!

Aah!

Come with me. Let's get you out of here.

Give me that!

Let go!

You okay? Come on. Let's get out of here.

I got you.

You're going to hell!

You're killing people!

Dr. Curtis to imaging.

Dr. Curtis to imaging.

Whoa, whoa. Sir. Paul, wheelchair.

Hey, let us help you. I'm Dr. Rivera.

This is Dr. Cummings.

Uh, Doug Stratton.

I was patching up my roof when I fell and busted my head.

- Were you unconscious? - No, no. I walked here.

Okay, well, let's get that wound looked at, huh?

Yeah, yeah. Thanks.

Sir, do you know who's responsible?

- Senator, how are you feeling? - Senator Arnold, are you okay?

If the enemy couldn't take me down at Taji Qasr,

The Covenant Order sure as hell won't either.

Let's go. Let's get him out of here.

Drew!

- Totally unacceptable. - I was standing up for Mac's mother.

My ass! You got baited in, and you threw the first punch.

If you're trying to protect her, you get her into a car.

You don't start a brawl. You understand me, Drew?

... perseverance through pain at Taji Qasr.

We're going after him!

Lawless, come on. Don't be a dick.

We started that movie three times. I still haven't finished it.

You got a problem with commitment, Alister?

Knock it off, Lawless.

No, he needs to be outside at the latrine burning crap,

- not in here watching movies. - Just give it back to him.

- Come on. - All right. Get... Just get... come on.

Is that mud on your boots?

Yeah, I heard you had a lot worse on your shorts

the first time you were out here.

Ooh!

- Group, attention! - At ease.

Source spotted Saddam 2 clicks west.

Someplace called Taji Qasr. Let's go.

Yes, sir.

Better toughen up, Alister. Bullets start flying,

they're not gonna care about your feelings.

Hey, don't worry about it. We'll be back in an hour. Two tops.

Move out.

Drew!

- I said, are you listening? - I heard. Let's just do our jobs.

And you! Do you ever think before you act? Ever?

No, I'm too busy taking action. Okay? Get out of my way.

All right, what do we got?

28-year-old photographer with blunt orbital injury and monocular diplopia.

All right, Jocelyn, get the slit lamp

and dilating drops and get her to Trauma 2.

We'll get a doc with her as soon as we can.

I'm fine. Just give me my camera bag.

Please, I need my camera bag.

I got a 30-year-old male complaining of chest and shoulder pains.

Says that he was tackled during a brawl,

landed on his left shoulder at the bottom of a pileup.

- He's got a name? - Yeah, it's Clark.

One of Mac's friends from the service?

No, he was one of the protesters.

Protestor?

All right, Senator, let's get that back looked at.

There's a dirty bird you got there.

Okay, let's push a gram of ceftriaxone before he goes to CT.

Start pushing.

You need anything for the pain, Senator?

Just a Tylenol. I need to keep my head clear.

No, it's this tingling that's really bothering me.

- Okay, let's get him straight to CT. - Okay, let's go.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You can stand.

This guy's just full of surprises.

So why'd you come in on a gurney if you can walk?

Provides a nice contrast for when I stroll out of here on my feet.

Appearances are important, gentlemen.

- Senator Arnold, are you okay? - I've been better, Dr. Alexander.

I have a live television debate in three hours

that I'm not gonna be late for because some hot head

can't control his temper.

Well, obviously, we're gonna do everything that we can to accommodate...

I'm a big reason why San Antonio Memorial won the V.A. contract.

If you'd like to keep that funding,

I expect my treatment in an expedient manner.

Of course. We'll take care of it, Senator.

Good. And one more thing, keep him the hell away from me.

- So much for two hours. - Don't worry, Alister.

If anyone wants you, they gotta come through me first.

Empty streets. Some bad juju.

Either way, we're not coming back empty-handed.

Shea, don't!

Take cover!

Get down! Get down!

Don't touch that door!

Medic! Medic!

- Medic! - Drew.

Trauma 2.

I'll bring him to CT. Let's go.

Lungs are clear.

EKG is normal. Normal range of motion.

Aah! God, that hurts.

- Okay. - This whole area. Right in here, it hurts.

Well, maybe you should've thought about that

before you disrespected our friend's memorial service.

Well, maybe if your friend didn't embrace fags,

he wouldn't have needed one.

That man has a name. It's Mac Riley. He's a hero.

What the hell did you ever do for your country?

Okay, Kenny. Enough.

Look, start an IV, send a trauma panel,

and get him to radiology for an X-ray.

Whoa, hey.

What about the pain? My shoulder's killing me.

Yeah, and, um, something for the pain.

Yeah, you're stable for now.

Oh, and about that pain,

you know, we're really busy 'cause a bunch of a-holes

sparked a riot at a veteran's memorial.

It's crazy, huh?

So I'll get back to you when I can.

You can't deny me treatment because of my beliefs.

It's in the First Amendment!

Hey! I have rights!

You gotta be careful on the roof, Doug.

- Air is thinner up there. - Yeah, I'm no fan of heights myself.

Gets me nervous just thinking about it.

I'm not afraid of heights.

I was a pilot. Flew A-4s back in Vietnam.

- Skyhawks, huh? - That's right.

My grandfather was a big history buff.

At 10, I knew more about the Bolsheviks than Barbie.

There are no other injuries. No hematoma.

This is a penetrating wound, Doug.

You didn't fall from a roof.

Were you attacked?

No, nothing like that.

There are multiple wounds here

at various stages of healing, Doug.

Who's been digging into your head?

I have.

You could've really hurt yourself, Doug.

What were you thinking?

I could make the pain go away. I got a piece of shrapnel

lodged in my head during the war. It's been there ever since.

Um... I-I thought you were a pilot.

I was until I was shot down and became a prisoner of war.

How long were you in captivity?

Five years. Five years in the Hanoi Hilton.

Solitary in a hole between beatings and torture.

Look, I really need to get this shrapnel out of my head.

It's starting to corrode, and I feel like I'm losing my mind.

Memory loss, insomnia, headaches that get worse every day.

Have you sought any treatment?

Spent every penny I had over the last 50 years,

and I got no relief.

I'm tired of doctors telling me I'm crazy,

so I tried to fix it myself.

Uh, we're gonna help you, Doug.

You gonna do the surgery?

Let's get a CT scan first, and we'll go from there.

Thank you. Thank you, Doctor.

Yeah, um, Dr. Rivera?

2 point bump in the polls today. God bless America.

- Hey. - CT results came back clean.