Dragonfly

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Don't tell me

about my visa.

My wife is stuck in that hellhole,

and I am getting on that plane.

It's bad,Joe.

They're evacuating the villages.

The roads are washed out.

We're hearing gunfire now.

Can you-

Can you get to Calamar?

Can you get across the border

to Colombia?

They're putting us on the bus.

I don't know where they're taking us.

Joe? Joe?

Emily! Em-

Emily Darrow was not

just a doctor...

and a credit

to the medical profession...

she was a healer

and a credit to the human race.

Those who knew her

were changed by her...

inspired by her commitment

to give...

literally everything

of herself...

which is why

we're gathered here today-

to celebrate

this unique life...

not so much taken from us...

as given to us.

From her colleagues

at the university...

to her young patients here...

in Chicago Memorial's

pediatric oncology ward...

she will be sorely missed.

We're told in medical school that

the face of an emergency room doctor...

is the last thing a lot

of people will ever see.

I've tried to keep that in mind when I

see those frightened eyes staring out at me.

But I don't know

what Emily saw.

What image she took with her.

If there was

a compassionate face...

or she died

in a world of chaos.

And that I don't know this...

haunts me.

The divers saw inside, seor.

There is no one alive.

Then where is she?

Where's her body?

We are searching the shoreline

and jungle now...

but the bus is

under ten feet of water.

The river runs at 17 miles

an hour, seor.

There is nothing

you can do.

Por favor, go home.

I'm not going anywhere.

Not till this is over.

I assure you, seor,

it's over.

No vitals, no pulse.

Put him in E.R. Three on the left.

What are you doing here?

I was paged.

What do we have? Wasn't this morning

your wife's memorial service?

There's nothing I can do for her, okay?

Except keep anyone from joining her.

Now, what do we have?

Six-car pileup.

Eleven injuries. Four went over to County

and six are coming here.

All right, let's go.

Stay with me. How extensive?

Third degree. Forty percent, maybe 50.

Did you tube him?

- Airway's crushed. Couldn't do a cryc.

- Pronounce him.

- Hit the windshield.

- All right, that's a blowout fracture.

Get a C.T. Find out

what else he's got.

What's this?

O.D. Attempted suicide.

Give her to Simon. I'm interested in

people who want to live tonight.

- What's her term?

- She hit the steering wheel.

- How pregnant? Anybody know?

- She looks no more than six months to me.

- She's souring. Let's get it out.

- At six months?

It might have a chance, but

not in there. Look at her color.

It's still got a heartbeat.

Let's get it out of there.

- This requires consultation- - Yeah, and let's

order out for pizza while we're at it. Move.

There's a procedure in place

for terminating a pregnancy, Joe.

I'm not terminating a

pregnancy. I'm delivering a baby.

Get Prenatal

down here now.

It was the right call.

Delivering a technically unviable

fetus by Caesarean section...

without consultation

or permission of the mother-

Who was dead.

Not officially.

The baby's alive, Hugh.

I'm concerned, Joe.

So is the rest of the staff.

You refused to treat a suicide

today. I passed her on to Simon.

As though she were

unworthy of you.

Can we discuss this

tomorrow?

Since Emily's death, you have

been working around the clock...

seven days a week.

Think I'm losing my edge? Just the

opposite. It's getting too sharp.

You're starting to cut people

around here. You need time off.

You need to grieve.

I need to grieve?

Mm-hmm.

I am serious, Joe.

Take that time off.

Was it you

who reported me?

Passing on the suicide?

How is she doing?

She's waiting for a bed

on the psych ward.

- Why did you do this to me?

- Do what to you?

Bring me back.

Where were you going?

Someplace better.

Is that right?

I'll do it again too.

It's all I want now.

Well, unfortunately,

your heart disagrees.

It's waged quite

a battle tonight.

No one knows my heart.

Maybe that's why

it's still beating-

to give somebody

a chance to.

Let me tell you about that better

place you think you're going to.

You better be

damn sure it's there.

'Cause crappy as this

place is, it's all there is.

So go ahead.

Be my guest.

But when you never wake up again,

don't say I didn't warn you.

Hi, Father.

Time for a rebuttal?

'And on her footfall,

in rustle of leaves...

"her whisper on the wind...

she speaks from a place

beyond mortal pain. "

Hey, look who's here.

Joe!

Hey, you! You're just in

time to finish the toast.

Pour him a beer. Linda, can

I have another one, please?

Hey, Joe, "Rachel in Heaven" Remember

that poem, third-year lit class?

Remember? Yeah. To Emily.

To Emily.

How are things

in the hospital?

I don't know why we try

so hard to save them...

if they've got such a

wonderful place to go...

like "Rachel in Heaven. "

That's where Emily is.

You can bet on that.

If anyone deserved

to go there, it was her.

Hear, hear. She was the

best of us. The best of us.

I don't know what the hell

she saw in you, though.

Lord knows I tried for

years to talk her out of it.

She was the best of us. And I

have no idea what she saw in me.

She saw the second best of

us. You were a great team.

She was the heart, you were the

mind. Together, you were unbeatable.

Where are you, Joe?

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