I need to clamp off the aorta with... that big-ass clamp!
If you don't know what it's called, then you sure as hell shouldn't be using it!
S8 E19Brothers & Sisters
You can do the rectal.
The rectal?
Play nice, kids. Don't make me stop this trauma.
[about Abby] She's a big girl, Carter.
Yeah, with a drinking problem.
I don't tell people how to live.
She was living in your house.
I didn't make her start drinking again.
You didn't stop her.
She's not a drunk.
Yes, she is. Are you stupid or do you just not give a damn about her? Or do you want her to keep drinking, is that it? You like 'em a little vulnerable so you can play the caring brooding comforter?
Don't push your luck, Carter.
What are you gonna do? Beat me up? You're gonna bash my head into the ground?
Get out of my way.
If you're not helping her, you're hurting her.
Robert.
Not now, Lizzie. I am not having a good day. I got spanked in the stock market, some moron from Radiology backed into my Jag and I just spent several hours putting that ER victim back together.
I need some time off.
And I need a month in the south of France with Vietnamese twins. It's not gonna happen.
It's Mark. He's sick.
I thought he was in Tahiti.
Hawaii. He's got worse. I don't think he's going to be able to fly home.
You better go to him.
I don't know how long I'll be.
I'll survive.
Thanks.
Anything I can do?
Pray.
It's not exactly my strong suit, but in this case, I'll make an exception.
S8 E20The Letter
KWKerry Weaver (Kerry
Mark's gone. That means you've been here longer than any other doctor. People will look to you to step in and fill the void.
Big void.
[reading a letter from Mark] Dear ER Gang, So here I am, out on the beach at 5:30 in the evening. Elizabeth is drinking juice, but I'm all about the Mai Tai's. The sun is going down, Rachel is dipping Ella's toes in the ocean as they head off on their quest for the perfect seashell. Weirdly enough, I find myself thinking, you know what would make this moment complete? Some jogger dropping to the sand, short of breath, so I can sweep in with a piece of bamboo to perform a nice, clean intubation, fix the guy up, and send him off with a good, simple dispo. Which I guess is my way of saying I miss you all and that dingy place. Lots of times I thought I should have chosen a different career or gone into private practice, something easier, less grinding, more lucrative, but since I've been gone, I realize that outside of doing what I'm doing right now, sitting on this beach with my family, staying at County all those years, doing what we do on a daily basis was the best choice I ever made. I know what you're thinking, but trust me, it's not hard to appreciate once it's over. As much as a part of me would like to believe that the ER can't go on without me, the smarter part realizes that you are an incredible group of doctors and nurses who approach every day with such skill, compassion and thoroughness, that when it comes to patient care, I know my absence will hardly be felt. In order to leave, I had to go the way I did, but I wouldn't want any of you to think that I didn't value each of you and the years we worked together, or that I didn't have things of a more personal nature to say. Most of you, I think, have an idea of what those things might be without me writing them down, but still... Ella is laughing and waving for me. Rachel found her shell. Mark. [a footnote from Elisabeth] Mark died this morning at 6:04 a.m. The sun was rising, his favorite time of day. I sent this on so that you might know he was thinking of you all and that he appreciated knowing you would remember him well.
Amazing how the human body can turn on itself. The very process we need to grow in the womb, to regenerate ourselves, systematically eating us alive. But no-one's sacred. Little girls. Fathers with little girls. Cancer. Brain cancer, liver cancer, breast cancer. It's the same traitor. The merciless unrelenting predator. Like time itself.
[After Gallant gets sick during a trauma, Carter repeats what Mark told him in the same situation eight years ago.]
You know, sometimes I don't think I can do this.
You know, there's two kinds of doctors. There's the kind that get rid of their feelings, and the kind that hold on to them. If you hold on to your feelings, you're going to get sick every once in a while. It's part of it. You know, people come in here, and they're sick, and they're bleeding, sometimes they're dying. And they need our help. And helping them is more important than how we feel. But hell, I've been doing this eight years, I still get sick. Take another minute.
S8 E21On the Beach
I'd get here at 6 a.m., sweep up, mop the locker rooms, skim the pool. $1.25 an hour.
That's slave wages.
It was enough to keep me in new records and good weed.
[Rachel looks at Mark, surprised]
What? You know, records, LPs, vinyls. Those funny, big black things that your hip-hop heroes are always ripping off for their songs.
[Reading his bucket list to Elizabeth] Start a rock band and end up on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine.
Do you even play an instrument?
No, but I always wanted to trash a hotel room.
Rachel, damn it, stop. I love you. Please, don't do this. I don't, I don't know what to do. I don't have time to work this through. I'm not gonna be here in a year to help. You got a bastard of a father who was never around and then went off and had a new baby. Your mom got remarried to a creep. She works too much. You got a raw deal, all right? Why not get high? No one gives a damn about you anyway. I know how that feels. I remember being fourteen and pissed off at my dad and the world. What are you gonna do when I'm not here? Who is gonna keep you from killing yourself?
Your father's dying.
I know that.
He's going to die soon. Very soon. If you keep on like this, you're gonna miss what little time you have left with him. This is it, Rachel. This is your last chance. And if you blow it, you're gonna end up hating yourself for the rest of your life.
I was trying to figure out what I should have already told you, but I never have. Something important, something every father should impart to his daughter. I finally got it: generosity. Be generous, with your time, with your love, with your life.
Okay.
I'm sorry, Rachel. I'm so tired.
It's okay.
Don't cry for me.
I won't.
Be generous...always.
I will. Daddy. I remember the lullaby. I remember you used to sing it to me every night. I remember.
S8 E22Lockdown
Abby is the Obi-Wan Kenobi of nursing.
What does that make you, Yoda?
Learn from her you will.
[Jerry is talking to the news media over the phone]
...And we think that this may be smallpox.
[Susan catches him]
WS[[w:Susan Lewis|Susan]
Jerry?
I'm just... talking to my mom.
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