Today is a good day to die.
What's happening? It's crack. Get some help.
So many crackheads, we don't have time for anybody else.
What have we got? Some kind of hemorrhage.
Husband brought her in a taxi. Blood pressure?
90 over 60 and dropping…
Vaginal bleeding? What's he saying?
Jeez, it's probably a street abortion.
Probably the uterine artery.
Come on! We've got to open her up.
All the OR's are full. It'll be another 10 minutes.
Yeah, well, that's too late. Ger her under.
Who's gonna do the surgery?
- I am. - You can't!
Just do it!
Get him out of here. Get him out of here!
Fifteen years on the job and you're gonna get me canned in one day. You're crazy.
All right, here we go. Shh! Shh! Shh!
All right, forceps!
Where the hell is it? Where is it? Where is it? Clamp! Clamp!
Get it, Dave. Get it.
You got her. All right, I've got her.
- Dave, get out of here. Now! - I tried to stop him.
Labraccio! What the hell do you think you're doing?
Randall STECKLE, "Diary of a Surgeon." Not a surgeon yet.
Randall STECKLE, "Diary of a Surgeon-to-be."
No, wimpy.
Randall STECKLE, "Making of a…" Pbbt!
Randall STECKLE, "Forging of a Surgeon." No, pretentious.
Randall STECKLE, "Genesis"?
Randall STECKLE, "Genesis of a Young Surgeon." Brilliant!
Morning.
Nice work. Keep it up.
Suddenly, even though I was in a coma, I saw myself.
Like, from above, looking down.
Ralph, my husband, was crying.
And the doctor was saying I was dying.
And I saw myself in the bed and everything.
And I started to float out into the hall.
And then into this tunnel toward this light.
And it was the most beautiful light I ever saw.
And I heard this voice.
And it was the most beautiful voice I ever heard.
And it said,
"I'm going to take your baby."
"But you are going back."
And I woke up,
and there was Ralph and the doctor.
I was legally dead for four and a half minutes.
But I didn't see no tunnel and I didn't see no light.
Oh, I did and it was so beautiful! Shh.
I was in this garden… TERRY: This tunnel and this light,
and then this… Like, a guide, and a chariot and music.
Terry, I think they'd better get you off medication.
Thanks.
What's up? Good morning.
There's trouble in ER. Better watch your ass today.
Thanks.
Why are you always asking the patients about death anyway?
I'm gonna be late for class. Thanks, Edna.
The spoils of arthritis. Some rather resilient inflammatory tissue here.
Trying to sever… Come on, damn it.
We're now beneath the transverse arch of the foot.
The three cuneiforms, the five metatarsals.
Brilliant, Dr. STECKLE. You be sure to bring all that talent with you tonight, okay?
Nelson, about tonight. It's because I like you as much as I do that I have to decline on moral grounds.
Look, isn't there enough atrocity in the world without your own little horror?
Horror? STECKLE, it's ignorance we fear.
Since when did truth and knowledge become a horror?
Especially to a scientist and a genius like yourself.
Good morning, Mannus? How you doing?
Fine.
I've been meaning to ask you something, are you dating anyone?
Identify. Costodiaphragmatic recess.
Look, it's not offensive if I make conversation, is it?
I mean, sometimes it's nice to open up, that's all. Like old Lenny here, he's open.
Identify. Pylorus.
Look,
I've heard all the rumors and nicknames about you, Rachel.
But I'm sure you're a very warm woman. Not the least bit frigid or repressed.
Identify. Your brains.
- Good. - Mm-hm.
So you wanna come over to my place? Where we can do some more serious thinking.
Excuse me, Dr. Hurley, I need a word with Dr. Mannus.
Sure.
Didn't I already say no to this?
Look, I've already got STECKLE and Hurley.
Two of the top GPA's in the school.
All I need you to do is handle the injections and the IV.
Forget it, Nelson, I have no interest in watching you kill yourself.
I think you do.
Good morning, class. Today's exam will be scaled.
Three A's will be given, five B's, 10 C's,
and the remaining four will get D's and F's.
Once again, as in life, you are not in competition with me, yourself or this exam,
but with each other. Piece of cake.
Look, there are a lot of others in this school who'd like to make a name for themselves off of something like this.
Just seems a shame to me the people with the ability don't have the nerve.
All right, you want us there, then we'll be there, Nelson.
Hey, speak for yourself, Joseph.
Sure, it'll be dramatic, Nelson. You'll cry, faint, puke at best.
But then what? Because frankly I don't think you have the balls.
You just bring the equipment. I'll bring my balls.
Did you hear about Labraccio?
Dave, it's a four-month suspension. It's not even gonna affect your scholarship.
Forget it, I'm out of here.
You're the best student this school's ever had. They don't let a guy like you walk away from medicine.
Besides, you were wrong. No, goddamn it! She was dying.
I saved her life. All right, now what the hell would you have done?
Why are you taking this personally?
Of course they're gonna make an example out of you.
They have to protect their insurance bond.
They'll ask you back next term.
It doesn't matter. Because given the same situation, I would do it again.
I know you would.
That's exactly why I need you there tonight.
There are a few people that I would like to kill right now.
You, however, are not one of them.
Hey. I don't wanna die.
I want to come back with the answers to death and life.
I can get there with the others,
but I need you. I need you to bring me back. Please.
I'm sorry, man, I can't do that.
Great.
Why don't you just walk away, Dave? Go climb a mountain.
You know, I don't even understand you anymore.
You burned your career today on a stranger.
Now you're turning your back on a friend.
Look, I'm real sorry about what happened today, okay? I really am.
But what are my chances of making it back without you?
So don't do it.
Hey, Dave.
What if it works?
Hi.
I don't want to be buried on Saturday.
It costs $150 more to be buried on Saturday.
Mrs. Amsler, you're doing much better.
Leave a message after the beep.
Dr. Hurley, I know you're home.
Don't be late. Don't forget the camera.
What camera?
Shit.
Ah, the bed. Thank God he called a specialist.
No lectures, okay, STECKLE?
Why should I expect that after you become engaged, you might grow up?
Did it ever dawn on you that I'm trying to work some things out?
Recording a few last adventures before I resign to a life of monogamy.
No, never dawned on me for a moment.
But the words "pussy marauder" do pop into mind occasionally.
What the hell are we doing here? This is goodbye, med school. Goodbye, career.
Chill out, Randall. Ten bucks says he doesn't do it.
He shits his drawers and we're out of here.
Not those lights. Security will come running.
Set up over the grate. I just got the boiler going.
You're really gonna do this? Just humor the man.
You're gonna take me down with nitrous, sodium pentothal and a refrigerated blanket.
I've got some chilled D5W in the cooler.
When my body temperature hits 86 degrees, you're gonna hit me with 200 joules.
The electric current will stop my heart. When the heart is dead, take the mask off.
Where's Mannus? I thought you said Rachel was coming.
- STECKLE, shut the door. - Wait a minute.
I'm gonna draw 20 cc's. You handle the injections.
When the EEG flatlines, the brain is dead.
I'll be exploring.
Give me 30 seconds. Flip the blanket onto warm and take me up to 93 degrees, slowly.
Inject 1 cc of adrenalin, and at one minute, Joe, you come in with the defibs.
And you bring me back to life. With brain damage.
Resembling in many ways a Cabbage Patch doll.
Not with a body temperature of 86 degrees.
Dr. Mannus, will you handle the injections?
Wait a minute. Wait. Quite simply, why are you doing this?
Quite simply to see if there is anything out there beyond death.
Philosophy failed. Religion failed.
Now it's up to the physical sciences. I think mankind deserves to know.
So you're doing this for mankind?
This letter absolves you of any responsibility. Just in case.
This isn't for mankind. This is for Nelson.
Why do I suddenly see you on 60 Minutes,
sandwiched in between Andy Rooney and a Subaru commercial.
"Tonight, a brilliant young medical student who dared to experience death and come back."
Fame is inevitable. That's the wrong reason.
It's the right idea.
Dr. Hurley, electrodes. Come on, Joe, don't you want to be on 60 Minutes?
Rachel, how about a little nitrous? At least I get to go out with a laugh.
Dr. Hurley, get the blanket.
We're all professionals. I'm sure this'll go very smoothly.
Nelson, if you die, can I have your apartment?
- It's a joke. It's a joke! - One minute.
Don't be late. Start filming now.
You'll have a complete record of the experiment.
Promise me you'll go through with this.
One little kiss goodbye.
I'll see you soon.
Ninety-six degrees.
This letter does not mean shit.
Oh, please. Let him sleep it off. He'll have a wet dream and think he went to heaven, okay?
Good idea. Good night, Nelson.
Now I know why I'm here.
I've expressed myself very clearly for the record, good night.
Steckle's right. Are you willing to risk everything, med school, your future, for Nelson's fame?
Someone's coming! Oh, shit.
- Is he dead? - He's only sleeping.
Thank God you're here to talk some sense into these people.
I'll do it. What?
You're taking over? I've got nothing to lose.
Just his life! I can get him back.
Just stop his heart. One minute, bring him right back.
Don't think I couldn't have.
No!
Clear. What the fuck are you doing?
Asystole.
You're killing him. It's called murder.
No wonder you got tossed.
This is not the kind of shit I want on my transcript.
Please don't. Don't do anymore.
I did not come to medical school to murder my classmates, no matter how deranged they might be.
Flatline.
They're getting smaller. He's dying.
Brain death. Now it's real.
Start filming.
Let me defib him. He's dead, isn't that enough? Let me try to bring him back.
Just watch the door.
Excuse me, I don't want to ruin anyone's evening, but are we in the room with a dead man?
Oh, my God. One minute to go.
Start filming!
Thirty seconds to go.
Okay, here we go, let's heat him up.
Twenty seconds at 89, 90, 91…
Standing by with sodium bicarb and epi.
Charging the paddles.
Charged.
Monitor the EKG.
Body temp, 93 degrees. All right, here we go. Clear!
What have we got? Not a goddamn thing.
Up me to 300. Charged.
All clear.
Begin CPR.
- Sodium bicarbonate and epi in. - Bag him. Breathe.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Look at it. Not a goddamn thing!
Ninety-eight degrees. Hit him again. 350. Clear!
Nothing. Nothing.
Got him!
- STECKLE, help me. - Epi. More epi.
In.
REM. We got REM.
- Nelson, can you hear us? - Welcome back, man.
Nelson, you crazy motherfucker, you did it!
Jesus Christ!
STECKLE, that's some bedside manner. You're gonna make one hell of a doctor.
Suck me.
Can you recall any specific emotion or sensation? Heat, cold, anything like that?
You can't break it down into specifics.
They say they see a tunnel of light at the end.
No. No, but there is something out there. It's comforting.
Do you have any idea how big this is? Can you even imagine?
You walked on the moon, buddy.
Okay, okay, he could use some air. I think you guys could get him some fluids.
- Thanks for saving my life. - Lt was so much fun.
Let's get that blood pressure going.
Are you all right, wise one?
Dave, I feel like a highly tuned instrument.
Can you hear the traffic on the lake shore?
Uh-huh.
Underneath that there's a hum.
It's the streetlights.
All right.
Even fainter I can hear a kind of dragging sound.
And it's getting louder. No.
I not only hear it, I can feel it.
Yeah, well, your prognosis is excellent. You'll look great on 60 Minutes.
It's bigger than that, David.
By the time you're through with it, I'm sure it will be.
You're not buying any of this. You forgot, I'm an atheist.
Are you all right for a few minutes? Yeah.
How's he doing? Well, physically he's stable.
He's talking like Lazarus back from the dead.
That's what we did, right? We brought him back from the dead.
All we did was get lucky.
I would like to go next. Forget it.
Me too. Seriously.
Why shouldn't we all get famous from this?
That's not what this is about, Joe.
Yeah, Hurley, you're gonna be famous. They're gonna build monuments to you.
Little stone ones, about this high. "Rest in Peace."
Like it or not, I'm going next.
I'd be willing to go one minute 20 seconds.
One thirty.
Are you two crazy?
Or are you just so tragically competitive that you would enter into a bidding war with your lives?
One thirty.
That's it then. Not a bad price to pay for fame and glory.
Die to be a hero, but don't die to be a celebrity.
Champ?
I think someone ought to stay with him tonight.
I have class in three hours.
I will.
All right. Are you okay?
I'd like to go home.
Are you okay? You were hyperventilating.
Your can expect your blood pressure to rise.
Cardiovascular vessels will constrict, increasing your blood supply.
God, you're beautiful. Get some rest.
Hey.
I bet 24 hours ago you didn't think you'd be spending the night here.
You were lucky last night, Nelson. Don't push it.
So I want to wish you two the best of everything together.
I know you'll be healthy and wealthy and happy together in your wealth.
Hello, may I please speak to Anne Coldren?
Hello? Anne?
Hi, I have been thinking about you all day. How are you?
Counting the days to Thanksgiving break.
Me too. You know, I've got to transfer to a school closer to you or get a faster car.
Sometimes I wonder, maybe we should've gotten married last summer.
My mother wasn't ready yet.
You know, honey, you're the best.
And if anything should ever happen…
Joe, what's wrong? I don't know. I'm just tired.
I'm not making any sense. Look, honey, I should go.
Joe, you're scaring me. It's okay, nothing's wrong.
I love you. Bye.
It's a boy.
- Nothing. - Starting CPR.
One, 1000. Two, 1000.
Three, 1000. Four, 1000.
CPR and adrenalin, and nothing!
One forty-five. What's going on? Come on, Joe!
Come on, Nelson, let me try. Five, 1000.
Nothing. We're running out of time!
Two, 1000. Three, 1000.
Come on, Nelson, let me try. I'm doing everything I fucking can!
Breathe. Let him try.
Nelson, step back. Come on, Joe!
One, 1000, two, 1000, three, 1000, four, 1000, five. 1000. Breathe!
I got him. O2.
O2 up.
CPR successful. Hurley lives.
It's okay, Joe.
It was great. Here it comes.
Why don't you just let him talk, Dave?
Define "great."
I don't know, it's not thinking about the past or the future.
It's difficult to explain. Maybe impossible.
Yeah, dying is funny that way.
Dave, Nelson's right, there definitely is activity beyond death.
- Absolutely. - The experience was strange.
It was almost erotic. He's dead and he gets laid.
Wait a sec. What do you mean, erotic?
I don't want you to think it was casually, wantonly sexual by any means.
No, that never would have occurred to me in a million years, no way.
It was friendly. Lt was something vaguely feminine guiding me.
This could be the conquest of our generation. The last great frontier.
First you had the sea, then America, the West, the Moon,
Mr. Leary, drugs, the inner journey,
Ms. MacLaine, and our illustrious former First Lady, the outer journey.
But this, this is ours! Well, we did have disco.
We have finally found something worthwhile, something to upstage those fucking baby boomers.
Watch your mouths.
I found something. Okay, let's not forget that.
I came back from the dead tonight.
It doesn't surprise me. We had Elvis in here last night.
Pay when you're ready, okay?
Joe, did you find it difficult at the end, getting back?
No, not that I remember.
But you remember everything else? I think you guys are full of shit.
I'm not buying any of this. I probably wouldn't buy it either,
unless I'd been there. So, what about it, Dave?
Yeah, you're an atheist. You got nothing to lose, right?
I'm going next.
Nobody's going next. You're looking for answers? There's no answers here.
I think you just saw what you wanted to see.
Give it up. It's too dangerous. Who the hell are you to…?
We can't turn back now. I'm going further. One fifty.
Two minutes. Whoa, whoa, whoa, you just said…
I changed my mind. Two minutes.
Two ten. Two twenty.
Well, looks like we found a winner.
Enjoying yourself, Nelson?
Joe…
was there anything negative about your experience? Anything negative at all?
No. Nothing.
Good. Good.
Hey. Hey! Hold on. Was that your idea of chivalry?
No, absolutely not.
Were you trying to show me up? Not everything is about you.
Nobody seems to want me to go under. I don't need your protection.
Well, there seems to be a lot of speculation about what you do need, Mannus.
Oh, does there? And what did you decide in your infinite wisdom?
I decided that when someone is as smart and driven as you are, and incredibly beautiful,
it makes the rest of us very nervous.
Why did you change your mind?
Because I'm the skeptic, I'm the control in this experiment. I should go next.
If there's nothing out there, then I am not gonna convince myself that there is,
and then there's no reason for us to go any further.
Okay, but how do you explain the similarity in death experiences all over the world?
People from different cultures and religions all seeing the same things in the same order.
I don't know. Maybe there's some chemical or a hormone released from the brain
at the time of death that makes it more palatable to us.
No, you're reaching.
What if you go and there is something out there?
Well, then you can kill yourself for as long as you want.
I'm not going to kill myself.
I'm glad to hear that, Mannus. I really haven't known you for very long,
but I get the feeling like I might miss you.
So why this obsession with death? It's not an obsession. It's an interest.
It's a personal interest.
Okay. Good night.
Can I drive you home? No, thanks.
I didn't take the money.
I got the toaster, but too many appliances make you lonely.
Right, Nelson?
Because in the end, we all know what we've done.
Champ?
Champ!
Champ?
Come on, boy. Come here, Champ.
Come here, boy. Come on, Champ.
What are you doing here, kid? Are you all right?
Hey. You okay?
What are you doing here? Are you lost?
Halloween morning. Rotting pumpkins, burning leaves,
black cats mating like rats in the alley.
It was… It were as if we felt no fear.
As if we were already dead, and had nothing to lose by dying.
Or perhaps it was because we lived life so well, and loved life so much,
that we imagined ourselves immortal.
Overwhelming the powers that be with the force of our passion for science.
Or maybe we were just fucked in the head.
Hey, I'm Joe Hurley. You're Terry, right?
Uh-huh.
Listen, I heard you had a near-death experience.
I don't want to talk about it.
Hey. Wait a minute. I had a near-death experience also.
You did? Yes, and I need someone to talk to.
Terry, this thing changed my life.
First of all, they didn't even believe me.
What the hell do they know? We were there, right?
I want you to tell me all about it. But if you've gotta go to class,
maybe we can get together some night this week and discuss it?
You know, all that day I knew something was going to happen.
I've always had premonitions. Once, my aunt was supposed to fly in from Las Vegas…
Why did you do this to me, Joe?
Shit.
No!
Trick or treat.
I don't know, you guys. It's Halloween. There's a full moon.
Don't you think we might be pushing it just a little bit?
Sorry I'm late.
What the hell happened to your face?
Some guys, some very big guys. Lt doesn't matter.
Let me take a look at it. I'm fine.
Where the hell have you been?
I don't feel very well. What the hell happened to you?
Enough. Worry about your camera.
Nice outfit.
- Are you ready? - I'm ready.
Who are you supposed to be? Boner Man?
Two twenty, don't forget.
You just hurry up and get back.
- You can buy us breakfast. - Hey, Nelson.
Don't let go of the rope.
Hoka hey.
See you soon.
Twenty cc's sodium pentothal in.
Eighty-six degrees.
Two hundred joules charged.
Clear.
Flatline.
What hangs in the air palpably? Is it hope, is it fear?
Is it the musky mist of death?
Shut up, STECKLE. No, you shut up!
What if he didn't make it back?
Would you miss him, Rachel?
One minute.
Ninety degrees. Give him another five seconds.
What? Ten. Why not 10?
We've got a little time to decide.
Are you serious?
Joey. I trusted you, Joe.
Stations. Joe, you're blocking our view.
Come on, guys, no kidding around here.
Who's kidding?
What the hell's going on here? Ninety-two degrees.
Joe, get it!
Come on, 18…
Two-twenty. Hand it over.
This is my lab. Three hundred joules.
Charged.
Clear.
Breathe! Sodium bicarb and epi in.
One, 1000, two, 1000. What comes next?
Knock it off, Nelson!
Five, 1000. Breathe.
Three hundred joules charged. Clear.
Come on, Dave.
That's it, that's it!
That's not it. He's stuck in v-fib! Charging again, 300.
- You're hot. - Try Lidocaine.
- At 2:45, atropine. - Not yet, STECKLE. Clear.
Come on, Dave. Come on.
Increasing to 360. Charge. Clear.
- Go to Lidocaine. - He won't hold the beat.
Three fucking minutes.
Starting CPR. One, 1000. Atropine in.
Joe, keep filming. I'm gonna bring him back. Five, 1000. Breathe.
You lied to me, Joe.
- We lost him. - Lidocaine push.
Somebody do something.
Three sixty, charged. Clear.
- Got him! - O2 standing by.
One mg epi in.
That sounds good. That was close, boy.
Oh, my God, that was close. That was way too close. Okay? That was too close.
Hoka hey. What did you say there?
Hoka hey. It's the war cry of the Sioux Indians. Very macho. Lt means…
"Today is a good day to die." So was it, Dave? Was today a good day to die?
I don't know if I was dead. I may have felt something.
Like a dream or just a bunch of stuff stored up inside my mind.
You were brain-dead. There was no mind.
Yeah, but some electrical current still circulating through my body…
Lt would've shown up on the EEG. You were dead. So why don't you just tell us what happened?
Well, it's hard to verbalize.
It's like being paranoid without the fear.
Like being watched. But that was probably just you guys were standing over me.
Who could be watching? The dead.
I didn't say that.
But the skeptic did feel something. I'm going again.
No way, Nelson! I've been bumped twice.
- Bidding starts at four minutes. - Four minutes?
Yeah. Labraccio went for 3:50.
That was a mistake. We almost lost him.
Anything under four minutes would be redundant.
No one is going for four minutes!
Four twenty-five. Five minutes.
I'm next or I'm out for good.
Without her help, five minutes is gonna be hard enough.
But without me… Or me.
Count me out too, Nelson.
Well, mutiny at last.
I trusted you, all of you, with an idea that was so simple and brilliant. You get one in a lifetime.
Give it a rest, Nelson. No, you give it a rest!
None of you had the foresight or the balls to do any of this until I did it.
Rachel, you want to go next? Be my guest.
Fuck the rest of you. This was my idea.
You're just tourists.
Hey, I would've gone 3:30 or 3:40. I still might.
But, Joe, 4:25 is crazy. We're pushing the five-minute mark here. It's dangerous.
You shit, Joe.
You said you loved me, Joe.
- I love you, Joe. - Yoo-hoo. Buddy?
Skeletor, are you listening to me?
Thanks for staying.
I'm on the early shift. You seem fine. I'll see you later.
Wait, wait, wait.
About tonight… Don't try to talk me out of it.
Why are you doing this?
Look, I've lost people that are close to me.
I just want to make sure they've gone to a good place. Does that seem trivial?
To tell you the truth, it's the best reason I've heard yet for going.
But, listen, there's something I didn't tell you about last night.
I had this feeling that if I had gone any further,
that there was something out there protecting me.
You know, something good.
So you don't need to go under. The atheist now believes in God?
I'm trying to tell you that I don't want you to do it.
Think about all we'll have to talk about when you bring me back.
I'm dying. Don't lie to me.
Mrs. Amsler, you've put up a great fight.
Sometimes we just have to let go. That's what the voices say.
What voices?
They say, "Have you done enough?"
"Have you told everyone you love them?"
I have. I have.
It's okay.
They're friendly voices. They're telling you what you need to know.
What? That you have someplace to go.
Do you believe that? Yes, I do.
Hey! Hey, fellatio!
Got a match? Well, I do.
Your face and my ass.
Your breath and a buffalo fart.
Do I know you?
You don't know jack shit! Butt-wad, needle-dick, cock-bite,
jack-off, limp-wrist, corn-hole,
banana-breath, shit-bird, bird-turd, turd-face,
kiss-ass, brown-nose, macho-wimp, limp-dick, fart-face, turd-merchant!
What's the matter? Gonna cry? Cry-baby Davie. Cry, cry, cry!
Shit-faced, rat-turd, ass-licking son of a bitch.
How did it happen? I was playing hockey.
Look, about last night… It's okay.
No-show Labraccio. This really isn't like him.
It's his way of trying to stop me. It won't work, I'm ready.
It's not a good idea to do this without David.
We don't need Dave. Can you do this?
Can you trust me? No, but let's do it anyway.
Nitrous on.
See you soon.
How long's she been under? One-twenty.
We're bringing her back. No, we're not.
Get that blanket to warm. Body temp?
She hasn't been under long enough. Just do it, Joe.
Joe, we said 4:25 Just do it!
Don't expect any hugs and kisses for this.
Waiting for body temp to rise. Aborting fourth experiment. Why, Dave?
- Why don't you ask Dr. Death? - Ninety degrees.
What's going on, Nelson? Nothing.
Just bringing Rachel back early, that's all.
That's all, huh? Don't start now. Think about Rachel.
Joe's right. Ninety-one degrees. Let's be ready.
Rachel, don't go in there.
I told you not to do that.
Denny!
It's your fault!
- Nothing. - Take me up to 300.
Three hundred? You're hot.
- Come on, Rachel. - No, not a thing. 2:05.
- You're hot. - Clear.
- Come on, Rachel. Come on! - Shit!
Oh, no! Denny!
Three hundred joules. Clear!
- Got her! - V-fib.
We don't have her.
It's okay, we'll get her. Step me up to 360. Clear.
What the hell is going on? What did you do to me? I had her.
Fuse. A short, maybe a circuit.
Joe, you charged the battery? Shit!
Oh, shit. Starting CPR. Bag her, STECKLE.
- No pulse. - Epi in.
It's not working. Joe, take over. Got her.
Four minutes. She's been under four minutes.
- We're moving to bretylium. - No.
It's the only way. No!
It's our last chance.
Don't do it, you'll fry her.
Nelson!
Please, don't!
You'll bring her back?
Come on, Mannus. You can do it.
Lidocaine in.
Come on back to us. Come on.
Wait! Shh, shh, shh! I got something.
I hear something.
O2! O2!
She's back.
I still don't understand why you stopped us.
Something happened to me today. Something very strange.
That's why you stopped us?
There was this girl. Winnie Hicks, I think it was.
I was in elementary school with her.
We used to make fun of her.
I was on the train, and I heard someone calling me names.
I turned around, I swear to God, she was standing right in front of me!
Still only 10 years old. Maybe it was a hallucination.
Maybe you fell asleep. Thoughts triggered by submerged guilt.
No, I was not asleep.
Guys, I've seen some odd things from my past too.
I thought it was brain damage. In your case it probably is.
I'm gonna get some of this on tape.
STECKLE, shut that off, this is personal.
Go ahead, Joe.
I've been haunted by images of women that I videotaped without them knowing.
They're all members of the Joe Hurley Video Library.
What?
What about you, Nelson? Who's come looking for you?
His name's Billy Mahoney. He's a kid we picked on in school.
It's no big deal. No big deal, huh?
Then what happened to your face?
Sometimes the little fella gets carried away.
Wait a minute. Wait.
I can understand Dave nodding off on the train, and pervert here having a couple of flashbacks.
You're saying this guy physically touches you?
That is not a hallucination and it is not possible!
This whole lab's not possible! Or is it?
This is too weird. Weird? We've experienced death.
Now somehow we've brought our sins back physically. And they're pissed.
When did you know about this? I had my suspicions after Joe went.
Before I went. Before she went. And you didn't say a word!
That's wrong, Nelson. Jesus Christ! We're scientists.
Call yourself a scientist? It's reckless, immoral and unethical for you to withhold your findings.
Rachel Mannus may have the answers to life and death.
She was under for five minutes!
Now, if she walks out of that ladies' room with those answers…
the whole world will worship her.
Just like you do. You should've told us, Nelson.
You wouldn't have done it. At least we would've had a choice!
We're fucked.
Rachel, are you all right? I'm okay. I'm okay.
I said I was fine.
Are you guys gonna watch me?
Come on, Billy Mahoney. Come on.
Give it your best shot.
I dare you. I fucking dare you.
Things from our past, they want revenge?
I don't know. I'm not exactly sure how it works.
But if you see anything, I want you to talk to me about it. All right? Whatever it is.
You just tell the doctor.
I'll be in the living room if you need anything.
Is it people who we've hurt or wronged in some way?
Did something happen tonight? Ls there something you want to talk to me about?
No.
Just try to get some rest.
How's she doing? I think she's hiding something.
Like what? Ls there any heebie-jeebie stuff going on?
What do you think Nelson did to that kid?
How the hell am I supposed to know?
It's really important that we keep each other informed.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
Why don't you guys take off? I'll stay with her.
Are you okay? Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
We're gonna get you, Billy Mahoney!
No! Sorry! No! No! No!
No, stop! Stop, Nelson!
No!
How are you doing? I'm late. I'll see you later.
Wait. Where are you going?
I'm late. I have to talk to her. I've gotta stop her.
Talk to who?
Good morning, Rachel.
No, no. No, no.
I wanted to tell her the voices were wrong. There's nothing beautiful out there.
Rachel, you gotta get used to losing them. It's part of our work.
But I was wrong.
You look like you're enjoying the day.
Yeah, right.
Don't you remember me, Joe? Yes, of course.
Are you a model? You could be. Look, I've got to go.
I'm not picking you up. I just picked you out.
Mind if I buy you a drink? No, thanks.
I'll call you this weekend. I've been looking for a study partner.
Fine, I'm in the book.
Hey, gorgeous. Who are you?
What are you doing?
Some crazy girl… I know you, don't I?
Would you like to? We don't have to do anything.
We can just lie together. Hold each other in our underwear.
I'll call you. I promise.
I'm tired of playing the field.
We can stop whenever you want.
It'll only make our relationship better.
I've never felt like this before.
I'm tired of playing the field.
Of course I respect you.
We can stop whenever you want.
Joe.
Joey.
Mmm, Joseph.
Carl. … whenever you want.
I need you to show me that you love me.
You're not real!
Anne, is that you?
Is it really you? You sounded so upset on the phone.
I was worried. I took the bus down. What a great surprise.
How long have you been here? Long enough to see your tapes.
Oh, my God!
You know, the worst part is, you're gonna think I'm leaving you because you slept with those girls.
They meant nothing to me.
I wish they had meant something. If you were honest, if you had cared for any of them,
then I could have fought that. I loved you.
But to film all those girls without them knowing it, to have so little respect…
Those women trusted you. What kind of marriage can we have
when you have no understanding of trust.
Anne, please.
It's not what you think. Yes, it is.
Hello, is this Mrs. Earl R. Hicks?
This is a strange question. Do you have a daughter Winnie, about 26 years old?
You do? I'm David Labraccio. I was in school with Winnie.
Yeah, my parents still live there.
I wanted to get in touch with her and I was wondering…
Right.
Okay. And do you have an address for her?
Great. I really appreciate it. Bye-bye.
Jesus! It looks as bad as it feels, huh?
You want me to take a look at it? No. How's Rachel doing?
She didn't come out of that bathroom with the answers to life and death.
I gotta go.
Where are you going? Bensenville.
Can I go?
It's a two-hour drive.
Look, I don't want to be alone.
Today, we are going to remove the left kidney and dissect the lower intestines.
I would like you to remove the ascending colon from the transverse colon.
Proceed to the sigmoid colon and on to the appendix.
Remove the appendix, taking note of the blood supply.
Where the hell are you going? Are you okay?
I would be fine if everyone would stop asking me if I'm all right.
- Are you crazy? - Yes!
Is she getting the heebie-jeebies? I'm the one who's spooking.
Getting us kicked out of med school won't get Anne back. Now you get to work.
Mannus! Mannus!
I'll handle this. Back to work or suffer the consequences.
Fuck it.
- This must be it. - Winnie did well for herself.
She's probably not even gonna remember who you are.
It's worth a shot.
Are you coming? No.
Listen, if anything happens… If you need me, just honk the horn.
Okay.
Ring, ring, ring. Dave, you should've sent a letter.
Hello? Anybody home?
- Hi, is your mother at home? - Coming.
Go in the house, baby.
Yes? Can I help you? Yeah, I think you can.
You're Winnie Hicks, aren't you? From Claremont?
Yes.
Yeah, I'm David Labraccio. We went to S. B. Butler together.
Really?
I was a little smaller then.
I just drove up from the city. That's my truck there.
Hi.
Hello, I'm nice. He's nice.
We're both fucking lunatics. Can I come in, please?
Thanks a lot.
I've got to hand it to you, Dave, you've got guts.
Wow, this is great. It's beautiful.
Looks like you've done well for yourself.
Well, it isn't medical school.
But I never liked school anyway.
I wasn't very good at it.
I'm surprised you even remember me.
Oh, yeah, I do remember you.
I also remember the way we treated you back then.
You were a little shy, and I was a real jerk and I'm sorry.
I mean, I just… I wanted to say I'm sorry.
What are you talking about?
That was so long ago I don't even remember what you could have done.
Let's not dredge up all that stuff. Sherry, go on in the house.
However we made you feel, it was wrong.
I mean, we were wrong.
Go on.
I have a family now.
I haven't been that ugly little girl in quite some time.
You were never ugly.
Why did you come here?
David, help!
It was just kids. I know how kids are. Lt didn't mean anything.
Listen, I didn't mean to come here…
Winnie, are you all right?
I'm fine, Ben. Everything's okay.
Okay.
I'm sorry if I made you feel bad. I didn't want to hurt you again.
I'm gonna go.
David?
Thank you.
Are you sure?
Thanks.
Oh, shit!
David! David, help! David!
Shit.
No!
Nelson!
Jesus.
Nelson!
Nelson, stop. Stop, man! Nelson, stop!
Stop! Stop it!
Where's Billy Mahoney? Where is he?
There is no Billy. There's no one here, man. It's just the two of us. We're all alone.
Let go!
Where the hell have you guys been?
She freaked in class. We've been with her all day.
How are you doing?
I'm fine. Fine, for somebody who keeps running into her father
who's been dead for 20 years.
"Death is beautiful." What a bunch of crap.
How you doing, Nelson? You okay?
I'd like to thank you for the nightmare.
Hey, you guys were all so eager to jump on my coattails. Well, welcome aboard.
You withheld information. That's the same as lying.
Oh. I'm sorry you're so upset.
You think you're the only one that risked or lost a goddamn thing here?
I always felt there was something profoundly unnatural about this.
Shut up, STECKLE. Talk about somebody who hasn't risked a goddamn thing.
Screw yourself.
This is not gonna help! Kiss my ass.
We're all in this together. No, we're not.
Wait a minute. Isn't she strong?
So independent.
When I get into trouble, I don't drag everybody down with me.
Drag every…? Come on! What happened to you? You got caught with your videotapes down?
You swore at a little girl on a playground. Aww!
And now you're having bad dreams about your daddy.
I'm really sorry! You don't know anything about me.
You never have.
But Dave does, doesn't he?
Come on, they're your sins. Live with them. I do.
You want to see death? Take a good look. Lt is beautiful.
You've already hurt yourself. Do you want to hurt her too? Ls that what you want? Huh, do you?
- Help him find Billy Mahoney. - How's that gonna help?
Goddamn it, Joe. Just help him find Billy, all right?
Don't leave him alone.
Why do we want to find Billy Mahoney?
Because young Dr. Dave thinks he's solved our karmic problems.
Atonement, gentlemen. Atonement?
Wait a goddamn minute! Jesus, you're always running away from me.
Why don't you talk to me?
My father shot himself when I was 5.
And you feel responsible?
There was this door in our hallway and I wasn't supposed to go in…
Kids always feel responsible. You could not have been to blame.
David, you said it yourself. People we've wronged want revenge.
I don't know if this is gonna help, but going to see Winnie Hicks today,
I mean, I don't know how to explain it, but it lifted…
Somehow, just asking for forgiveness…
Winnie Hicks is alive. My father's dead.
Rachel, your father is in a good place.
He wants you to let him go.
Then why is he back?
Here.
Where the hell are we? We'd better get you to a hospital.
Nelson.
Come on, this is a shortcut. I can't believe I remember all this.
Holy shit, the neighborhood's falling apart.
- Nelson! Give me the keys! - Nelson!
"' Step on a crack break your mother's back…"
Olly Olly oxen free! Last one over is a rotten egg!
Come on, boys, salvation just ahead.
This is a graveyard.
Nelson, where the fuck are you? This isn't funny anymore.
It never was.
- Where the hell are you? - Right here.
This is where Billy lives. Wake up, you little shit, you've got company!
Wanna know how I knew he was here?
Because I put him here.
Billy Mahoney! No, Nelson, no, don't do it!
No! No!
Please don't! No!
Ow!
I was taken away from my family when I was 9 years old.
I was sent to Stoneham School for Boys. I thought I'd paid my dues!
It was an accident. Let's go home, okay?
Dave's right. I can still make amends.
How?
Nelson?
Joe, I gotta borrow your car. Nelson.
Nelson, wait.
Oh, my God.
Hello. What? Where?
Rachel.
Nelson freaked out. Joe and STECKLE are stranded.
Will you be all right alone? Yeah.
Are you sure? Yeah.
Daddy.
Rachel.
Sweetheart.
I'm sorry.
Do you forgive me? Can you ever forgive me?
Billy Mahoney died 17 years ago, and whether he actually is or not, Nelson feels responsible.
Jesus Christ. Do you have any idea where he went?
He ran off mumbling something about making amends.
How can you make amends with somebody who's already dead?
Oh, my God. You don't think he'd try to flatline without us, do you?
That would be suicide.
David? No, it's Nelson.
Nelson, where are you? David's out trying to find you.
Rachel, I wanted to say I was sorry.
Please, tell David.
I'm sorry for ever getting any of you involved in this.
No, you don't understand. None of that matters now.
Rachel, everything matters. Everything we do matters.
That's why I'm going under again. No, Nelson, wait.
Goodbye, Rachel. Tell me where you are.
I really am sorry. Nelson, please. Please…
It's payback for our arrogance. Save it, Randy.
It's a good thing I didn't flatline.
My 350-pound babysitter would be running after me,
waving the half-eaten pastrami sandwich I stole from her.
Okay, Billy Mahoney, come on.
Shit.
- Oh, God. - Body temp down to 78.
Potassium! He used potassium! Oh, Christ.
- Joe, electrodes! - Calcium in.
Three hundred, clear.
Nothing. We have to go again.
Clear. Nothing.
Stop!
Up to 360. Clear!
Nothing. I can't hear anything. He called me. He called me.
It's been over nine minutes. Nine minutes?
All right, let's intubate.
Damn it, I can't get it in. His trachea's too tight.
Try again.
Come on, Nelson!
Stop, Billy! Stop, Billy!
No!
Epi in!
- Nothing. - Eighty-eight degrees.
- Get me 4 mg of atropine ready. - Four?
David… Atropine intratracheal. Come on.
This is a truckload, Dave.
This has gotta work. This has gotta work. Come on back, Nelson.
Come on, come on, come on. Come on, Nelson.
He's been dead 10 minutes.
Bretylium. No, he's not in v-fib.
He's dead! Epi intracardial.
No, Rachel, no.
Just do it!
No!
Stop! No! Yeah.
Don't do it, Billy! Don't!
I'm sorry! No! No!
Oh!
Starting CPR!
It's been 12 minutes! He is dead.
Five, 1000. Breathe!
Forget about it, Dave. We lost him.
No, you son of a bitch!
Stop it! David, stop it!
- Stop, David. Stop it, David. - No!
Stop it, David!
David, stop it! David! David!
Let him go.
We're all responsible for this. Maybe we deserve this.
No, no. It's not fair and it's not right.
I'm sorry, God! I'm sorry we stepped on your fucking territory!
I'm sorry! Isn't that enough?
Apparently not. I'll call the police.
I could hear it in his voice on the phone.
Nelson felt he deserved to die.
Bullshit! Lt was a mistake. He was just a little kid.
And he doesn't deserve to die!
Come on, Nelson! Come on!
Clear! No, no, no, wait!
Oh, my God.
I got a pulse. I got a pulse. We've got him! We fucking got him!
Come on, Nelson, pick up the beat.
Easy, easy, easy. Don't rush him. Oh, my God.
Come on, Nelson, pick up the beat. Pick up the beat, pick up the beat.
Don't rush him.
That's it, that's it, that's it.
There we go.
Hail Mary, praise Jesus, and all that stuff. Oh, thank you, Jesus.
Hi, Nelson.
Don't try to talk. I've got to get this on tape.
He said…
He said it wasn't such a good day to die.
Thank you.