Berlin ER (KRANK Berlin)

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Dude, what are you doing? Are you nuts or what?

People get hurt like this.

At least you're not bleeding.

I had a guy once with an open cut.

Didn't even notice.

How can you not notice?

Careful.

Help!

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- Hey, you! - Stop, stop, stop. I got it.

Goddamn it, Ben! Always the same with you.

Tension pneumothorax.

Who is that?

That... is Dr. Ben Weber.

Morning.

BERLIN ER

Finally.

- Yeah, uh, sorry. It took me a while... - Coffee?

She's been a pain in the neck for days.

If I don't deliver by next week, I won't be the only one out of a job,

I'm telling ya.

As if I have time for broken printers right now.

I don't give a shit about it until the May 1st protests are behind us.

No, I don't want her here.

No amount of money or cleaning is enough to make that ward look good.

Well, then tell Raths's assistant this:

We have a new head of ER now.

- - Yeah. A really good internist this time.

Yeah. She just came in. I'm about to show her around.

I don't want her running away too.

Take care of it.

After our last video call,

I wasn't counting on you actually showing up.

Oh. Uh... Mm.

Our hospital has 618 beds

and about 30,000 admitted patients a year.

Roughly 300 physicians and about 600 nurses, give or take.

- Don't ask me for any names. - Okay.

- Mr. Beck, I need your signature. - Not now. I'm having a tour.

When it's bad, the ER has 250 patients.

- Over 300 patients when it's really bad. - Mm-hmm.

If you ask me, I don't need an ER.

It's useless. It just costs us.

Gynecology, pediatrics...

Insurance payouts never cover the costs.

I mean, if we only could concentrate on cardiac surgery,

intensive care, radiology...

Then we could make it work. Maybe.

I was sure I'd get an ulcer before I found a new head of ER, you know.

And then you sent me that email.

You're a little young.

But I spoke to your last boss, Dr. Ruben Vogl.

Oh, yeah?

Told me you're gonna rock this joint. Yeah?

- Salam alaikum. - Salam alaikum.

Good morning, Dr. Beck.

You talked to Ruben?

Yes, of course.

What did he tell you?

That your geriatrics department did very well.

Geriatrics improved across the board under my management.

The patient turnaround went up 25%

and mortality rates dropped considerably.

Okay. Do you know what kind of place this is?

The KRANK has a reputation.

It doesn't scare me one bit.

Why did you leave Munich?

I needed a new challenge.

It was time for something new.

- Ground floor. -

- Emergency department. - You've come to the right place.

- Does it hurt? - Yes, it hurts.

The pain is killing me!

Doctor!

Ms. Krause, this is our new department head, Dr. Suzanna Parker.

- Hi. - Hi.

These nurses are the only reason this hospital doesn't totally fall apart.

Seriously.

I haven't peed once in the last eight hours.

And for comedy, we have our specialist, Dr. Ertan.

Ms. Krause, see if there's someone you can find

to show Dr. Parker around this place.

- Listen, Dr. Parker. - Yeah.

Have a good look around and please try to make my life easier. Okay?

I will.

Welcome to the KRANK, Dr. Parker.

- - Thanks.

- Sorry. Yeah? - Yes.

No, I can't. I'm giving a tour.

Can we get everyone together?

I'd like the opportunity to introduce myself.

Have fun with that.

Where were you before?

I was head of Geriatrics at the University Hospital of Munich.

Hmm.

Emina, can you show Dr. Parker around?

Can't. I'm handing the shift over to Ben. If I can ever find him.

Here you go. This is the head physician's phone.

Thank you.

And where are the changing rooms?

ER, charge nurse Krause.

Excuse me? Hello?

Turn the music down. Please. I can't hear you.

I said turn the music down.

Head of ER: Dr. Parker

Not that way around, you idiot.

Hey, I cooked you up something really nice today.

Hmm?

A palate cleanser of sodium chloride with a spritzer of ondansetron,

fresh pantoprazole, a hint of thiamine...

...and to round it off, I added the classic, paracetamol.

- Hey. -

- Let me guess. - Hands off.

Are you on Grindr again? Hmm?

Yeah. Oh, man. The son of my ICP patient was so unbelievably hot.

Let me see.

- - Unlike you. You look like shit.

Thanks for the sympathy, asshole.

Shouldn't have left you at the club with all that keta.

- Fuck. - What?

- Fuck. - What is it?

I...

I've got a surgery on a cracked hip later.

I've got to operate.

Please, don't.

Listen. As your doctor, and as someone with eyes generally,

I wouldn't recommend it, Ben.

I have to get to my pre-op patient.

Okay. Hold. This way around.

The bag's almost done. You'll survive, Ben,

which is tragic, since you're gonna have a fucker of a hangover.

And, um...

So for you it's normal to just stab someone with a knife?

You don't get it, girl.

I mean, I get that you have no idea what you wanna do with your life but...

I don't know. Can't you find a real job?

- Coming through. - Must be something you like.

- Hello? - It's totally normal...

- EMT... - I didn't know what I wanted to do.

Ow! Get up!

So I thought I should apply for med school.

- Out of the way. - But my grades...

So now I'm doing a training here.

Bro, can you shut this girl up? She's worse than being stabbed in the ass.

I'm the one keeping you from bleeding to death.

- Up with you. - Twenty bucks if you shut up...

Not you. Her. You stay down.

Concentrate.

We'll ice them for you!

Nice friends...

Why are they staring at us?

There'll be a lot more of that today, I guarantee it.

You're pretty prejudiced.

Ah, just 40 years of experience.

Wanna bet? Twenty?

- No. - That's what I thought.

- Shit, I forgot the straps. -

- Ah! -

Um... I forgot the straps. I'll be right back, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Do you really have to pat my ass like that?

- Yeah. -

Oh, yes. I had a dream last night that I would pat your pimply, little ass.

If I spent a whole day with that girl, I'd murder everyone.

Careful, she's still my colleague.

Even if she is a pain in the ass.

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I've been waiting for you to start your shift.

Take it easy on me. I'm really struggling.

If you can't work hungover, don't be a trauma surgeon.