St. Elsewhere

ER, ER, ER, ER, ER.

Ouverture, hospital球가 있습니다.

The thinking and the reaction are to the public, whether it will get grandparents

I'm sure I missed some.

But this institution is bigger than any one man.

I mean, we've done without Donald before.

To tell you the truth, I think we're doing one hell of a job.

I was wondering, Mark, if you're finished with the monthly DRG evaluations.

Well, if I was, I wouldn't keep it a secret.

I'm still trying to untangle that ward clerk snap fool you dumped on me.

Hey, Roxanne.

Mark, time for the meeting?

Listen, every department chairman should be pulling his or her own weight.

I mean, just because you deliver babies all day doesn't mean that you can't help with the DRGs.

I'm in the middle of scheduling resident rotations for the next six months.

Let Joan Halloran handle the DRGs.

She's already swamped with the semi-annual budget for the board.

You're going to have to do it, Mark.

Oh, for crying out loud.

I barely have time for surgery anymore.

How about you pitching in?

I'm preparing for the arrival of the residency review committee and interviewing replacements for Donald.

Where the hell did he go, anyway?

He worked with a man for years, doesn't even send a postcard.

I mean, did I or did I not drag a pineapple for him all the way back from Lahaina?

Nuts.

What?

Macadamias.

You brought me macadamias.

I'll handle the residents.

Is this your idea of a joke, Daniel?

Maybe we're on the wrong floor.

Morning, Dr. Craig.

Ehrlich.

Shut up.

Thank you, sir.

When do we start rounds?

What rounds?

We're supposed to have a mortality conference.

The schedule said rounds.

Must be another mix-up.

Oh, for crying out loud.

Okay, let's go.

As you all know, every few years, we subject ourselves to the scrutiny,

and I emphasize the first syllable, of the residency review committee.

I can't stress enough the power that these bureaucrats possess.

Do you own a tie?

Yes, sir.

Get it out of mothballs.

The committee will evaluate every specialty, cardiac surgery, emergency medicine, obstetrics.

Even radiology.

They'll determine whether you slugs are getting the proper training.

If they decide you're not, we can kiss our accreditation goodbye.

Uh, make sure you meet the chairman.

Minorities play well with the commissioner.

Sure.

Now, I want you all to toe the line on this and get this exercise over ASAP.

Ehrlich, let's see a little spit and Polish on those shoes.

Anything you want to add, Daniel?

The committee chairman's name is Dr. Jonas Wisner.

Sorry.

Any questions?

Uh, Dr. Craig, I don't know if this is the time to bring this up, but ever since Dr.

Westphall left, some of us feel that we have to We haven't been getting enough

feedback, and what we do receive tends to be negative.

You're right.

I am.

This isn't the time to bring it up.

Okay, that's all.

What about rounds?

Dr. Craig?

No.

I was wondering, is there anything you'd like me to do specifically?

Yes.

Stay out of sight.

You are an N-U-T-N-O-N.

I don't see anything funny about this.

What's going on?

Oh, look for yourself.

John Doe number six is having another seizure.

You should have locked him up.

No, no, no.

He's not dangerous.

Oh, shut up.

Says who?

Now, what's going on here?

Ah, yes.

To be or not to be.

Still can't remember your name.

I need to know, Dr. Weiss.

I need to know who I am, my true identity.

So I've developed another system.

The first column lists every letter of the alphabet, you see?

Now, column number two has the letter A.

Column number three will have B, and then C, and then D, and then all the way.

Now, I'm going to explore every combination and permutation until I discover my true identity.

For example, uh, uh, A, A, uh, um, Alan Alda.

All right, now, uh, do I look like an Alan Alda?

No.

All right, uh.

B.A.

Uh, Brandy Alexander.

Huh.

C.A.

Chester Arthur.

D.A.

D.A.

I'm stuck already.

Daniel Auschlander.

Who's he?

Chief of services here will be very upset with you for destroying St.

Eligius' property.

Ah, yeah.

St. Elsewhere.

A vast wasteland.

John, do you remember our conversation yesterday?

No.

Uh, well, I'm not sure.

Well, get me started.

I told you that the CAT scan confirmed a lesion in the brain.

That's what's causing your emotional outburst.

The uncontrollable laughter.

I also told you that Dr. Cimato, the neurosurgeon, will operate tomorrow to remove the lesion.

No, uh, no, I don't remember that.

Surgery is pretty risky, isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

I could die?

It's possible.

Dr. Weiss, I don't want to die.

I'm scared out of my mind.

I mean, there was always something I wanted to do with my life, you know?

I wonder what the hell it was.

Just give me some pills.

You can't do anything for me.

I have to examine you.

And I haven't seen you in about a year.

Yes.

The tingling in the toes, the headaches, the nausea are getting worse.

Tired, can't concentrate, all because of Agent Orange.

We still don't know very much about its effects.

Your airplane sprayed us like insects, as constant as the Fillory Fire.

I can see the TCDD falling from the sky.

I can smell it.

Military was trying to destroy the jungle cover of our enemies.

We killers cannot tell the difference between guerrillas and allies.

I'm sorry.

We, the Vietnamese community, live with the fear of this disease.

As do your veterans.

Are they all as bitter as you?

Only some.

Well, we keep monitoring your health with regular exams.

I know there's no cure.

I really feel badly about this.

If I hadn't been in the shower at the time, maybe I'd have caught the guy.

Hello, Bob.

Oh, hiya, Mark.

Listen, I've already called security.

Great.

Why?

On account of what happened to Oliver London.

Finally caught him practicing without a license?

This is your fault, Craig.

You got something to say to me, London?

Come right out here in plain sight.

That's the problem.

He can't.

Why?

Because he's locked in there.

What did you do with the key, Oliver?

Swallow it?

I'm leaning into my locker, reaching for my pants.

Just had a recap.

I feel a shout.

Next thing I know, my clothes are gone and I'm locked in.

Probably one of your malpractice patients paying you back.

This never happened when Westphall was in charge.

Yeah, I guess we got lucky today.

You got a stuck locker?

Yeah.

Right there.

Well, there's several ways I can open it.

The fastest.

I'm getting claustrophobic.

No problem.

I'll have you out in a jiffy.

Hope you're wearing asbestos underwear, Oliver.

Uh, excuse me.

Sir, sir, I'm in kind of a hurry.

I gotta whitewash my bucks before this joker from the residency review committee shows up.

Which way do I go?

Depends on where you want to end up.

Who are you looking for?

Alan Alda.

Okay.

Uh, Brandy Alexander, Chester Arthur, D.A.

What, da?

District attorney what?

Daniel Auschlander, that's it.

Wait a minute, Dr. Auschlander, you wouldn't happen to be Dr.

Jonas Wisner, would you?