Excuse me. Can you help me, sir?
You need to find a triage nurse.
No, I'm sorry. I work here.
Lucky you.
I-I'm supposed to start today. Neela Rasgotra?
Rag what?
Rasgotra.
Don't we hire Americans anymore?
E.R. · Season 10
Excuse me. Can you help me, sir?
You need to find a triage nurse.
No, I'm sorry. I work here.
Lucky you.
I-I'm supposed to start today. Neela Rasgotra?
Rag what?
Rasgotra.
Don't we hire Americans anymore?
The phone was ringing and no one was around, so I thought I should answer it.
Big mistake.
It's long-distance, overseas, for a Dr. Carter.
'Course, who else? Take a message.
[on the phone] Yeah, can I take a message? [to Frank] They say it's important. Someone died.
Who?
Someone named Kovac. A Dr. Luka Kovac.
This department is a money pit!
We have more people coming through the door everyday and we're legally obligated to treat them.
Which is why we should grab some wood, nail the entrance shut, and paint "Go Away" in big letters.
What's a TWA?
What?
What's a TWA?
Where did you hear that?
The old guy at the desk with the flat head called me a TWA. I don't know what it means.
[shaking his head] Third world assassin, TWA.
[when Carter decides to head back to Africa] I don't know. You knew I didn't want you to go, and you went anyway. What, were you trying to hurt me?
Why would I want to hurt you?
I, I don't know! I don't know! Why would you want to hurt me?
It wasn't about you.
Oh, come on! You weren't even going to tell me you were going! If I hadn't bumped in to you when you were leaving, I wouldn't even have known!
I wasn't trying to hurt you. I wanted to feel like I was really doing something.
Did you even think about me?
Yes.
Okay, what did you think (pause) What did you think? I don't know why you bothered to come back. (starts walking away)
Oh, you're just going to walk away?
Yeah.
Okay, walk away, Abby. That's what you do best.
You want to know what you do best? You make this all about my problems, but you know what? You have some problems too. You've got some really big problems.
I was raised in the church. Catholic. I used to go twice a week with my mother. It was beautiful. I liked the music, the singing.
Do you still go?
No, I stopped when my children and wife were murdered. I couldn't believe in a God would allow such a terrible thing to happen. (pauses, ironically) It's really hard to feel the Holy Spirit's presence on a day like today.
You really don't like the Dixie Chicks? Everybody likes the Dixie Chicks.
Everybody?
Everybody with taste.
I brought you some things: Sterile gloves, needles, catheters, syringes. IV Ceftriaxone and Cipro. DPL sets, suture kits, old pulse-ox. Ooh, look at this. Old microscope. I tried to get a portable x-ray, but it wouldn't fit in my carry-on.
Where did you get all of that?
My hospital in Chicago donated it.
Do they know they donated it?
Yeah, more or less.
If any of the various armies or militia involved in this mess knew we were giving money to the enemy, money that could buy weapons and food, we'd be dead. And I don't mean "dead in the water," I mean "head mounted on a sharpened stick" dead.
[to the Mai Mai soldiers] You guys burned the clinic to the ground?! You guys... You guys keep burning down hospitals, where are you gonna go when you get shot, huh? Where are you gonna go when your mothers get shot?!
How's the stump feeling?
It's suffering from delusions of grandeur. It still thinks it's an arm.
I can prepare another letter to the insurance company.
I've got two letters for the insurance company; "F" and "U"!
You really are one grade-A bitch, you know that, Kerry?
No, Robert, I'm your boss, and as long as I am, you're my bitch. Now get your ass back to work.
Did you get rid of those nurses?
Yeah. They, uh, they went up to nursing administration saying something about hiring a hitman.
Hell hath no fury like an RN scorned.
Let's get a few things straight, all right, nut meat? One: we don't offer remedial medicine here. Two: you don't talk to me, I talk to you. Three...
Should I be writing this down?
[shouting] Stay out of my face!
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