The first 200 lines.
Good morning.
Hey, you know you're going in the wrong direction.
Less clothes, not more.
I gotta go.
I just got a video on my food allergy case.
Lisa, it can wait. Call in sick.
Have you seen my other heel?
No, but, um, your necklace is in the bathroom.
Oh! Okay, good.
You know, I've never seen someone so excited
about a food allergy case.
Well, I am very excited.
Nick and Pete think this is gonna be huge for us.
- Can you help me? - Yeah.
How long have you been with those guys anyway?
- "Those guys"? - Mm-hmm.
Six months. Why?
Well, because you would be fantastic in the DA's Office;
we wouldn't have to keep this a secret...
I can see how that would work out for you.
No, really, you'd get a lot more trial experience, Lisa.
You know, there wasn't a day my first year
that I didn't have at least 10 cases all to myself.
Plus, you would get to represent the good guys.
Well, I am currently representing a very good guy,
except "he" is a "she", and you are making me very late.
- Hm-mm, no, no. - I have to go.
Uh-uh. I'm going! Bye!
Call you later!
Zoey. Do you have my surveillance video?
You have sex hair.
No, I don't.
And before you left last night, you spritzed.
I saw. Who for?
Tell me, tell me, tell me!
There's nothing to tell.
I went home last night,
went to bed alone,
end of story. I have work to do.
Video, please.
Thank you.
You're missing an earring.
I should've just ordered a plain salad, like I usually do.
But it was a first date, and you know
how you get the lettuce in your teeth?
Been there.
But I told the waiter about my dairy allergy,
and he recommended the rigatoni.
Only he didn't know the sauce had milk powder in it.
Five minutes later, I could barely breathe.
I don't remember what happened after that.
Sonya, the tape is a little difficult to watch.
Are you sure you're okay with this?
I want to know what happened.
All right.
Here's the restaurant's security camera.
By the time the Fire Department EMTs arrived,
the private EMT had already given you a shot of epinephrine.
There's the Fire Department EMT.
The guy he's arguing with, he's the private EMT.
He gives you the second shot.
This is when your heart stops.
I want to see it.
Oh...
Go ahead.
Give her a second shot! Give her the damn shot!
All right, already!
- Go! Go! Go in! - Hold your horses.
Come on, come on.
Second epi, going in.
All right.
Second epi in. How's she look?
Aw, she's going into V-fib.
- All right. Paddle her. - Clear!
Clear.
Are you okay?
You can see why the restaurant wanted to settle.
But they're not the ones we think we should go after.
Why not?
Well, what the restaurant did... serving you dairy...
that's entry-level damage.
We need to determine the party that did the most damage.
We recommend tabling the claim
against the restaurant, and looking into the EMTs.
But they saved me.
After possibly killing you first.
Look, 24-year-olds don't die
of heart attacks.
Sonya,
something happened there.
Find out who killed me.
The Defenders 1x16 - Feb. 25, 2011 Noland v. Galloway Pharmaceuticals
Wow, this coffee's really good.
Juan Valdez come by this morning or something?
Who?
Oh, you know. The guy in the commercial,
with the mule, picking the beans?
The mule picked the beans?
Well, no, the mule didn't pick the beans.
- Was it a cartoon mule? - No!
- Ah, forget it. Whatever. - Hey! Donuts.
Ooh, I'd love a donut.
What do you got? What do you got?
Ooh, you got my favorite. I love this one.
Hey! Drop that maple bar.
What's your problem?
You got to start to think about your health, man.
Since when are you worried about my health?
When it affects my pocketbook.
Hey, hey, hey. We have to renew
our insurance policy this month,
which means physicals.
Your cholesterol comes back high,
we have to pay higher premiums,
which means that we may have to reduce
certain personnel around here.
No, no, no.
Those were Donlinger's, okay?
Clog your arteries all you want
after you take your cholesterol test.
In the meantime, just make the damn appointment.
So, you bring it with you?
Bring what?
The medal I should get for saving that girl.
Well, first of all, the girl has a name. Sonya Lee.
And I'm just trying to find out what happened.
When I arrived on the scene, miss Lee was in severe distress.
The first shot of epi the private EMT gave her
wasn't working, so I ordered a second one.
Then I hit her with the second pop
just like Captain Hard-ass told me to.
That's when her heart stopped.
The second shot stopped it?
It's hard to say what caused it. She's diabetic,
so her blood sugar was already out of whack.
How the hell should I know what caused it?
- She's doing fine now, right? - Well...
Well, tell her from me: you're welcome.
- My guy says it was all by the book. - Ah, same here.
By the way, this rental Zoey got me? Killing me.
Come on, what are you talking about?
It's a little small, but it's fuel-efficient.
A little small? Nick, I could pick this thing up
and shot-put it 50 yards.
Come on, you're the one who's always
complaining about cost savings.
Speaking of which...
you make your cholesterol test appointment yet?
Uh... I... I can't quite hear you. What?
Oh, no, no, no.
Don't pull the "I can't hear you" thing with me.
I invented that game, okay?
- Make the appointment. - Say what?
I said make the appointment!
What? Sorry!
Okay. What's the big whoop, telling me who you're dating?
- Did you just say "big whoop"? - Yeah.
Look around, we work in a fishbowl,
there are no secrets here.
That's him, isn't it?
- It's Tony. - You hooked up with Tony?
It's about the case. Hello?
Heard you got a new boyfriend.
You know what, um,
I'm gonna put you on speaker phone with Pete and Zoey.
Tonito! What's going on, my friend?
Hey, uh, got something for you guys.
I just read Sonya's medical file.
How did you access private medical records?
Uh, you don't want to know.
Here's the thing. Standard epi dose is 1/1,000 milliliters.
Sonya's blood work says she had 10 times that amount
- in her system. - They overdosed her.
I cross-checked Sonya's case,
and found records on a high-school kid.
Allergic reaction. EMTs hit him twice with epi, and he codes.
Only this kid was gone
for almost ten minutes
before they brought him back. Messed him up bad.
You got a name?
Uh, Luke Noland.
Lives with his mother, Courtney Noland.
The EMT company that transported Luke,
was it the same as Sonya's?
No, different company,
different EMT... guy named
John Berry. Get this...
he quit the week after Luke's overdose.
Disappeared.
No forwarding address.
We need to find him.
I know. I'll try. And, Pete,
I may need to bill you guys for some cocktails, okay?
She better be hot.
Good.
Extend your arms.
Good.
That's perfect.
Perfect, Gabby.
Hey.
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