Criminal Minds · Season 1, Episode 15
“Unfinished Business” · Season 1, Episode 15
In this episode: Dean Winchester (940), Damon Salvatore (715), Sam Winchester (665), Olivia Benson (637), Stephen Fry (608), Narrator (554), Clark Kent (523), Nate (486)
What's happening?
Dr. Perrington is taking him to the cath lab for a clot buster. If you're right about Andrew's head traumas, giving him a clot buster is worse than giving him blood thinners.
I gave my medical opinion. The patient and his brother did not want to listen. Perrington's an attending. It's out of my hands now.
Dr. Choi, we're gonna need some of your Navy-inspired discipline today.
Sorry, I'm with the paramedics today. Resident ride along.
And discipline, that a nice way of saying I'm a tight ass? [laughs] Oh, yes. Tight.
I didn't say that.
And getting the docs in line, isn't that the Chief Resident's job anyway?
Wonderful, the guy who's enforcing the rules is the one always breaking them. [looks over at Dr. Halstead]
Mr. Gleason, you broke your leg pretty bad. We're gonna have to evaluate this and...
[Gleason suddenly starts shaking]
He's seizing.
Mr. Gleason? All right, milligram of Ativan.
On it.
It's a Grand mal seizure. He ever have this before?
Not that I've seen. Milligram of Ativan.
He's withdrawing. He's going in delirium tremens.
Never seen him get DTs before. It's gonna be bad, isn't it?
Is it ever good?
You're a good surgeon, Dr. Rhodes, but saving a life isn't always the answer. And you will never be a great surgeon until you understand that.
You gave Mr. Gleason a drink?
He was likely going to die without one. I've seen it happen.
So it doesn't matter if that was against hospital policy, 'cause I'm pretty sure if that were me, I'd be raked over the coals right now by you.
Damned if you do and damned if you don't. I admit it's a bit of a double standard. What can I say?
This patient... he had a chance to kick his addiction. Now it's gone.
Dr. Halstead, an addict doesn't just kick a habit. He's got to want to quit, and right he doesn't. Listen, you can't force a person to move on from something if they're not ready.
It's not my job to listen. I'm a doctor. It's my job to decide what's best for him.
That is exactly why I'm a nurse.
Daniel, what are you doing tonight?
Mm, working. Why?
Well, an old friend of Bert's and mine has moved to town and I thought we could all go to dinner.
You know, sounds like a blast, but I really am slammed.
Come on, Daniel. Bert's been so grumpy lately, and he always cheers up when he talks to you.
What's going on?
It's a long story, but you'd really be helping me out. Besides, Maribel loves Scotch and ballroom dancing. You haven't been out in a while.
You know, there's a reason for that. There's this new study out, says dating can lead to marriage.
It's just a friendly dinner.
Dr. Daniel Charles Yeah, and I'm still paying two and a half alimonies. Those friendly dinners can get expensive.
[Dr. Charles meets a parrot with PTSD]
Parrots are highly intelligent, and very socially attuned. There is, in fact, a program at the VA in San Francisco that matches vets with PTSD with similarly afflicted birds.
So he can help me?
Possible. [Parrot squawks "Don't touch that" repeatedly in the background]
What do I do?
Eh, take care of him. Talk to him. Hang out with him. For starters, teach him something else to say.
[Parrot squawks "Don't touch that" as Dr. Charles is about eat his chips]
Remember when you were a kid and you lost a tooth and you kept running your tongue over the gap? Without my wedding ring, it's like the same thing. Something's missing.
Well, I don't know if it's any consolation, but what do they say? "One door closes and another one opens."
Dr. Reese. I understand that congratulations are in order.
I just quit pathology.
Nice fricking move. Right on, sister. I knew you were smart.
[confused at his response] I don't have a job.
So what? You're gonna be fine.
So, Dr. Reese, the reason I'm here... uh, aside from the coffee of course, is that Med has a residency opening for you.
I'll take it.
On my service.
Psychiatry?
Enough foam. Enough foam.
Okay. Um... Dr. Charles, thank you, but I've never considered psychiatry. I don't think I'm equipped.
I think you have all the tools. You're a problem solver. You pay attention. And look at how beautiful you're making my coffee despite all my meddling.
But... I don't know how to talk to people.
It's actually more about listening than talking.
[handing him a coffee cup] Grande quad three-quarters-caf nonfat, no whip mocha.
I'll tell you what. How about you come and spend the day with me, and then see what you think.
You know who the most unhappy people in the world are?
Hmm?
Fifteen year old girls.
I remember.
Mom said Emmie had hundreds of friends. Hyperbole?
Maybe not. [showing him her phone] She could have hundreds of friends.
Oh, like that.
Girls her age share everything. They judge everything. Maybe Emmie was shamed, and that led to a suicide attempt?
Let me know what you find.
HR informed me that you still haven't supplied them with current malpractice insurance.
Well, I'm trying to find a carrier that'll write me a policy.
I'm guessing that's because of the lawsuit.
Doesn't make sense. The suit was dropped.
But to an insurance company, you still look like a bad risk. Attending physicians must provide their own malpractice insurance. Now, the hospital could give you a grace period of two weeks, but after that...
I understand.
Look, I know you and I have had our ups and downs, but I don't want to lose you. So I'll make a few calls.
Thank you.
You may not want to thank me. I guarantee, your insurance will not come cheap.
And Emmie does have hundreds of friends. 623 to be exact. She's on a lot of social media platforms.
623 friends? Yikes. Who do you invite to the birthday party?
Mm-hmm. She isn't always very nice to the other girls.
Not very nice?
She wasn't shamed. She's the shamer.
Interesting. Well, so what do you think?
Maybe... Emmie realized she really hurt someone and she felt guilty?
Guilty enough to kill herself?
Hmm. I don't know.
You know what? We got to get Emmie to open up. Next time mom takes a break, jump in there, give it another shot.
Uh, Dr. Charles, wait. Where are you going?
Well, I just thought Emmie might be more comfortable talking to a woman, and somebody her own age.
But I don't know what to say, what to ask.
Well, I think that once you get in there, you'll discover that you do.
The roommate search is not going well.
Well, you're trolling the Internet. What'd you expect?
It's the hospital community page. I don't know, someone like... me.
Oh, you mean, like, a slightly anal, overly stubborn, rule breaking control freak? Good luck.
Really? When I'm already down?
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