Flatliners

Today is a good day to die.

- What's happening?

- It's crack! Get some help.

So many crack-heads,

we don't have time for anybody else.

- What have we got?

- Some kind of hemorrhage.

- Blood pressure?

- 90 over 60 and dropping.

- Any vaginal bleeding?

- What's he saying?

- No money. Probably a street abortion.

- It's probably her uterine artery.

- Come on! We gotta open her up.

- The O.R.'s are full. Maybe 10 minutes.

That's too late. Get her under.

- Who will do the surgery?

- I am.

- You can't!

- Just do it!

- You're going to get us all fired.

- Get him out of here!

Fifteen years on the job,

and you'll get me canned in one day.

- You're crazy!

- Here we go.

How we doing?

Forceps!

Where is it? Clamp!

- Get it, babe.

- You got it.

All right, I 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.

I'm not a surgeon yet.

Randall Steckle,

Diary of a Surgeon To Be.

Wimpy. Randall Steckle,

Making of a D...

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...

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.

I did.

And it was so beautiful!

I was in this garden.

And this tunnel and light...

and this guide...

and a chariot and music.

Terry, I think they better

get you off medication.

Thanks.

- What's up?

- Good morning.

- There's trouble in ER. Watch your ass.

- Thanks.

Why are you always asking the patients

about death?

I'll be late for class.

Thanks, Edna.

The spoils of arthritis.

Some rather resilient

inflammatory tissue here.

Trying to sever...

Come on, damn it.

We are now beneath the transverse arch

of the foot...

the cuneiforms,

the metatarsals...

Brilliant, Dr. Steckle.

Be sure to bring all that talent

with you tonight, okay?

Nelson, about tonight.

Because I like you as much as I do,

I have to decline on moral grounds.

Isn't there enough atrocity in the world

without your own horror?

Horror?

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, Manus.

How you doing?

Fine.

I've been meaning to ask,

are you dating anyone?

- Identify.

- Costodiaphragmatic recess.

Is it offensive

if I make conversation?

Sometimes it's nice to open up.

Like Lenny here.

He's open.

- Identify.

- Pylorus.

I've heard all the rumors

and nicknames about you, Rachel.

I'm sure you're a very warm woman.

Not the least bit frigid or repressed.

- Identify.

- Your brains.

Good.

Want to come to my place

where we can do more serious thinking?

Excuse me, Dr. Hurley.

I need a word with Dr. Manus.

Sure.

I said no.

I've already got Steckle and Hurley,

two of the top GPA's in the school.

All you need to do is handle

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