Combat Hospital

So the provincial

reconstruction team

were planning a mobile medical clinic.

But then, well... I saw this place.

What do you think?

I can see the possibilities.

Ample space for an O.R., recovery room,

pharmacy on the first floor.

Exactly. (Coughs)

That is exactly what I've been telling them.

But, hey, what does a simple engineer know, eh?

Yeah.

Well...

I know a sound structure when I see one,

that's for sure.

And I reckon we could have, uh, two wards

and a maternity unit here.

Was the building searched for explosives?

- Far as I know, yeah. - Don't move.

Could they have missed one?

Well, it wouldn't be the first time.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop.

Selvidge. Selvidge, do you copy?

Colonel, do you copy?

- The building is booby-trapped. - Still can't hear you.

The building is wired.

Don't come in here. Don't touch anything.

- We're coming in. - No, don't come in here!

Combat Hospital; Season 01, Episode 12 Triage Original Air Date: August 30, 2011

Well, you're bumping the table.

That's a clear violation of the rules, Pam.

I've got hip motion, so sue me.

Actually, I'd much rather whip your ass.

- Oh! - Oh!

That's how it's done.

Oh, I bet you love hearing your name repeated like that.

I do, actually. It reminds me of last night in bed.

Double-checking the supplies?

Mm-hmm.

Does this bother you, me double-checking the supplies?

Nah. It doesn't bother me what you do in your off time.

If it was me, I'd be taking a nap.

Doesn't the colonel...

Ah, yes, the colonel.

Didn't he put you in charge of triage,

not the entire Role 3?

And no, the colonel doesn't

personally double-check everything.

That would be...

Totally annoying.

Yeah, totally.

Hey, buddy.

Is that me?

All right. Let's go.

That's four wins, guys.

Four wins. Who wants to make it five?

Rebecca, you want to knock me off my throne.

I'm sure you do.

No, thanks.

I'll do it.

All right, Pedersen,

Pedersen, none of your psychological warfare.

None-- none needed.

Just a little good, old-fashioned wrist action,

big boy.

One down, five to go, darling.

Let's go.

- Let's go, Pedersen. - Pedersen!

Pedersen! Pedersenen! Pedersen! Pedersen!

Major Pedersen.

Little busy here, Bobby.

No problem. I'll just wait in your office.

See you in a few minutes.

Let's double down and go for a shutout.

Whoo!

Colonel.

Colonel Marks, where are you? Are you all right?

Colonel?

Colonel Marks, look out!

Rebecca.

Oh, God. Don't do that.

I didn't realize I made you so nervous.

Pardon the reach.

Were you after this?

Your vodka? No. Certainly not.

Well, now that you know where it lives,

if you change your mind...

Mm.

You know, someday, that's gonna get you in trouble.

Yeah, perhaps. But in the meantime, cheers.

So, um...

If you weren't after my vodka,

what brings you to thehelood bank

of all places?

None of your business. Now if you don't mind...

Hey, look.

Look, I'm sorry I stood you up the other night, okay?

I did actually...

- I had a good reason. - I'm not interested,

and you can take that on every level that it can be taken.

I am not interested in your excuses,

I'm not interested in your problems,

and I am certainly not interested in you.

Oh, S-Simon.

Simon.

Look, doc.

Hey, wait.

Simon, look,

peace offering.

Uh, look, Private Stetler ain't gonna be too happy,

but, uh, we got it on good authority

that his mama sends him the best B.C. smoked salmon every month.

I-it's freakin' delicious, man.

Enjoy. No. No, thank you.

Look, doc. Look, real quick,

w-w-we're sorry about the... the DVDs.

I-if we knew that they were your brother's,

we would've never touched 'em, I swear.

How's he doing? Are you...

No, okay, enough. Enough. Okay?

Thank you for this, but I don't want it,

and just stay out of other people's mail.

Fitz!

Colonel?

Colonel, can you hear me?

We need help here.

Captain Fitzharold is down.

We caught it, sir. Johnson is down.

We need to secure the area.

E.O.D. is on their way to clear the building.

We'll get to you as soon as we can.

Copy that.

Don't touch that!

Don't touch it!

M-move your hand away.

That... that pole's the only thing

that's holding that joist up directly above your head.

Now it'll hold, but you just need to...

Step round another way.

Yeah?

Move around.

Good thing you got an engineer with you.

- Hi. - Hey.

I kept you waiting, what, half an hour?

No problem. You were in the middle of a game.

Game ended 20 minutes ago.

Really? Well, I'm sure you were busy, right?

Actually, I wasn't.

Well, it's fine. I had my books.

Actually, fascinating books.

Uh, for instance, here's this managing anger list.

Uh, number one, breathe,

two, be calm even when you're not...

You're not bothered by the fact

that I've kept you waiting half an hour for no good reason?

- Should I be? - I would be.

Well, I'm not you.

Who are you?

Huh? You...

Yo-- look, I'll tell you who I'm not. All right?

I'm not this guy with anger issues.

- No. - No. No, I'm not.

Seriously, I'm not. Okay?

Look, that day at the... At the hockey game,

it was so unlike me, Grace.

How do you feel about it?

How do I feel about it? How would you feel about it?

I'm embarrassed. I'm mortified.

You know, if it wasn't for this,

stupid thing I'd have a hard time believing it actually happened.

- But it did. - I know it did.

I'm not... I'm not saying that it didn't.

I'm not denying it. I'm not.

I'm to... (Chuckles) You know, like,

all I'm saying is that

there's this shooting pain climbing up my hand,

there's this freakin' guy laying on the ground

spitting out his teeth,

apparently I elbowed Pam in the face,

you know, I'm having this crazy out-of-body experience,