Wild Cards (2024) s03e03 Episode Script
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1
Previously on Wild Cards
- Vivienne?
- Where have you been for the past 15 years?
On the run from Gedeon Varga.
So, Jessica, she seems great.
Honestly, more than anything,
it's just been really
- easy.
- Who are you?
Tomo Hayashi, Varga's right hand.
You are done with all the crime, right?
Oh, yeah.
You were going to steal us a diamond.
[SIRENS BLARE]
[BABY SCREAMING]
[MAN] I've been here all day.
- Please calm down.
- I'm in pain.
I need to see a doctor.
Why is it taking so long?!
[NURSE] Sir, I need you to calm down
or I am going to have to call security.
How are things looking?
Labs for the wife in exam five.
Yeah. That's definitely
gonna ruin someone's day.
Yup
Twenty says the intern
faints before lunch.
Uh, Dr. Schaffer,
the recommendation
letters are due at 5:00
Yeah, yours are done.
- But what does that mean?
- It means I wouldn't get your hopes up.
Hey, we need to talk now.
Okay, look, I know you're
upset. Let's talk later.
No, no. I said now.
The nurse said that my
wife's results are coming up.
- What gives?
- Let's talk in private.
This is gonna have to wait.
[PA] Dr. Miller to pediatrics,
Dr. Miller to pediatrics.
That's total crap.
You did the test wrong. Do it again!
[PA] Dr. Schaffer,
emergency trauma incoming.
- What do we got?
- 40-year-old female, Kara Blake,
T-boned by a pickup.
Kara Blake, can you hear me?
- Number 3, number 3.
- She can't seem to get a line.
On my count.
Three, two, one, lift.
BP is dropping.
I thought your shift is over.
You need an anesthesiologist
and Dr. Miller is stuck in the O.R.
Intern! Stop taking notes.
Prep for intubation.
[MAN] I need to see a doctor.
Why is it taking so long?
How much longer is this gonna take?
Sir? Sir.
My arm's broken.
I've been in that waiting
room for eight hours!
We have patients in critical condition.
I'm sure we can get you a painkiller.
I need more than damn meds!
Someone has to fix my friggin' arm!
- Lock him in the patient room!
- [SCREAMS IN PAIN]
Trauma 1 just arrested.
[CONTINUOUS FLATLINE BEEP]
She might be hyperkalemic.
Push epi four.
Start compressions and follow
with the calcium gluconate.
[CONTINUOUS BEEP]
[MACHINE BEEPS]
Okay. She's back.
Okay, we got a pulse.
She's back.
- Kara Blake, you're gonna be okay.
- [LOUD THUMP]
Easiest 20 I'll make all week.
[NOTIFICATION ALERT]
[SOFT TECHNO BEAT MUSIC]
[PHONE CHIMES]
- Morning, Ricky.
- Where'd you go?
- Work.
- Oh, good.
- Good?
- I just mean, lately, things around here
have been quite stressful,
and we still don't have
a working plan to steal the diamond.
Ricky needs some peace
- and quiet to think.
- Uh oh.
Third-person Ricky isn't good.
Oh. Hold on.
- Hey, Dad.
- Hey.
- Where are you?
- On my way to work.
- Why? What's up?
- I'm on my way to your place.
- [BEEP]
- Oh. Dad, can you just hold on?
- Hey, Mom.
- Good morning, sweetheart. Where are you?
On my way to work.
Oh, good. Well, I will drop these
beignets by your place, then.
Oh, no, you don't have to do that.
I'm I'm off sugar for the week.
Oh, please.
You're probably eating
a donut right now.
[PHONE BEEPS]
Mom, hold on. Okay?
- Dad. Sorry.
- Oh, your phone must have lost signal.
Should I grab donuts,
croissants, or the old favorite,
- egg tarts?
- For what?
For my parole officer. I'm meeting
him at your place, remember?
He thinks I'm living
with you, not at the Ritz.
- Damn it.
- [PHONE BEEPS]
Is that a problem?
Dad, hold on.
- Ricky
- How long were you
going to leave me hanging?
Okay, Ricky, how committed
are you to this day of silence?
I don't like where this is going.
Hold on.
- Mom?
- [DIAL TONE]
Damn it. Lost her.
Hello?
Wow. Your phone is
really acting up today.
Anyway, I decided to go with egg tarts.
Dad, how about you just call Mom?
You haven't even sat
down and spoken with her.
Max, she lied to us.
I know, but she's your wife.
So how about you just take her out?
Preferably somewhere
far away from my place.
Hold on.
Ricky?
I swear, if one person crosses
the threshold of our abode,
Ricky is going to lose it.
[HONKS HORN]
Learn to drive!
Ricky does not need your
negative energy right now.
Okay, well, third person
Ricky can kiss my a
[SCOFFS]
[TRAFFIC NOISE INTENSIFIES]
Hey. Good morning.
Is everything okay?
Max is fine!
It's just been a stressful morning.
- What happened?
- Things at home are a little
hectic now that my dad's out.
And Ricky's, well, being Ricky.
Just a new normal to get used to.
Whatever.
Sorry.
How are you?
Good. Yeah, I slept great last night.
And then this morning,
Jess and I just kind of sat in silence
and watched the sunrise.
It was beautiful.
I mean, I'm fine. The usual, you know?
Go, go, go. [CLEARS THROAT]
Good morning, Olive.
I thought you hated hospitals.
I do, but I also have
to go where they tell me.
Do you?
I do. It's called a job.
Okay.
Detectives, I'm Ray. Security.
Come with me.
In here.
Looks like someone didn't
like his bedside manner.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[THEME MUSIC]
I'm guessing we don't need
a second opinion on this one.
Multiple stab wounds to the chest.
I count at least 15.
At first glance, some
deep, some superficial.
With that many stab
wounds, this was personal.
- Emotional.
- Whoever went after this
doctor must have been angry.
Really angry.
Any defensive wounds?
None that I can see.
But I'll do a more thorough
check at the morgue.
This guy looks at least six feet tall.
It's strange he wouldn't
have fought back.
Room's clean.
No sign of a struggle.
I don't get it. Why would you just
stand there as somebody
goes stabby-stabby
on you 15 times?
This guy was the Chief
of Emergency Medicine.
What the hell was he doing
in some storage closet
in the middle of his shift?
For peace and quiet.
A lot of our staff use that
room to get a real break.
That's why we put the cot in.
Were you close with Dr. Schaffer?
As close as you could
be to a man like that.
- What do you mean?
- [SIGHS]
Dr. Schaffer ran the
ER like a battlefield.
Fast. Efficient. No margin for error.
If you couldn't keep up,
you didn't have a place here.
Was anybody else there
when you found the body?
I was making rounds with another nurse.
I told her to go for help,
and I checked his pulse
and he was already dead.
We'll need to confirm that with her.
Hey. It's okay.
It helps with my stress.
Maybe I need one of those.
Can you think of anyone who might
have wanted to harm Dr. Schaffer?
There was one thing this morning.
Dr. Schaffer got into
a physical altercation
with a male patient.
Security had to isolate the guy.
Where is he right now?
He's gone.
I locked him in here, but
when I checked on him later
the door was unlocked.
I assumed Dr. Schaffer must have
let him out so I went back to work.
Do you think he was violent
enough to kill Dr. Schaffer?
- That's why we locked him up.
- [SIGHS] All right.
We're gonna need you to take
a look at the CCTV footage.
[PA] Code silver,
second floor, East wing.
All officers to med storage two.
We've got a hostage situation.
[PA] east wing. All officers
[TENSE MUSIC]
Give me something for the pain!
Don't come any closer!
I'm Detective Ellis.
Okay, let's just take a breath here.
What's your name?
Darren.
Okay, Darren.
What do you need?
I need someone to make the pain go away!
Okay. Okay. We can
make that happen, right?
I'm gonna need you to let her go first.
People have been saying they're
going to help me all day,
but no one does!
[CLANG]
Is that a bedpan?
Don't worry, it's clean.
Maybe not.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Is, uh, is Max here today?
Uh, she's out fighting crime as usual,
helping to keep me on
the straight and narrow.
Oh, I know you're joking,
but the support of family
really is so important to
any newly released parolee.
Gentlemen, I present
my Java the Nut Blend.
A whisper of hazelnut from
a galaxy far, far away.
- Thanks, Ricky.
- Mhm.
- Oh, it smells delicious.
- Mm.
I'll leave you two to talk.
Thanks.
- Mhm.
- Want to sit down?
So, George, tell me,
how's the job going?
The job?
Foam Baby, Foam?
Oh, that.
Yes. Uh, I didn't
land that car wash gig.
I got something much better lined up.
- Tell me more.
- Well, next week I start volunteering
at Hemsworth Prison.
It's a counselling program for inmates.
Now, I know it doesn't pay, but
It's wonderful!
George, I'm proud of you.
Well, I just figured it was
time to start giving back.
When can I get some meds?
They're on the way.
- What is that?
- Stress ball.
Did Nurse Gail give that to you?
Yes. So, Darren
I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt her.
I just wanted some painkillers.
Okay. Tell us about your injury.
I fell off a high ladder a few days ago.
The pain in my shoulder has
gotten so bad, I can't work,
and I barely sleep.
At this point, I'd do
anything to make it go away.
Does that include
murdering Dr. Schaffer?
What?
No, I I didn't kill anyone.
If I did, I'd be pretty stupid
to stick around the hospital,
- wouldn't I?
- [PHONE VIBRATES]
It's Olive. She's got something.
Okay, how about I go speak to her
and you finish up with Darren?
Sounds good.
All right.
How did you get out of this locked room
that the security guard put you in?
I heard a click.
Went to the door and
it was open, so I left.
It can be hard readjusting
to life on the outside.
I mean, you spend so much time
dreaming about getting out,
getting back to your old life.
But by the time you're
released, your old life is gone.
[CHUCKLES] You've done this before.
For more than 20 years.
You are not alone, George.
Don't think of me just
as your parole officer.
Think of me as your friend.
As someone who wants you to succeed.
Oh, thanks, Howard, I appreciate that.
And it's okay to have mixed
feelings about the very thing
you've been dreaming of,
now that it's actually here.
It is okay not to be okay.
[LAUGHS]
Well, thanks, Howard,
but I really am okay.
Oh, I'm glad to hear it.
Can you stay for breakfast?
Ah, I'm afraid not. Mm. Duty calls.
I'll just show myself out.
Oh, um,
tell Max I'm sorry I missed her.
And thank Ricky for the coffee.
I will.
I thought he'd never leave.
I kind of like the guy. I
feel like we're connecting.
So, how are you coming
along with the plans?
I'm trying to make progress.
Because Howard likes
to drop by unannounced,
I'm keeping them in here.
- Mm. Smart.
- Mhm.
Now skedaddle. I have work to do.
- And you know my process.
- Yes, I do.
And I don't need to be here for that.
[TURNS ON OPERA MUSIC]
♪
[OPERA MUSIC CRESCENDOS, FADES OUT]
See the incisions?
What about it?
The direction of the
wound track, combined with
the external features
of the entry points,
gave me the angle of attack.
Damn it, Jim, just
give it to me straight.
Bones? Dr. McCoy? Star Trek?
I don't like science fiction.
Okay, whatever. What does all this mean?
It means that your
killer is right-handed.
Darren, are you right-handed?
Yeah. Why?
[DARREN AND ELLIS] What are you doing?
Our killer is right-handed.
He can't lift his right arm.
Which means the killer
is still out there.
[EXHALES]
Yes, he was tough, but he
pushed us to be our best.
Ugh. My old trainer
always used to say that.
Man, I hated that guy.
Dr. Schaffer wasn't
here to make friends.
He was here to save lives.
When was the last time you saw him?
Uh, I was just clocking off
when an emergency
trauma patient came in.
The anesthesiologist who
was supposed to relieve me
was stuck in the O.R., so
I stepped in to lend a hand.
Okay. And then you went home afterwards?
Uh, for just under an hour of sleep.
I'm on call, so here I am again.
Is someone targeting doctors?
I mean, is that what this is?
Patients are getting
violent and more angry.
We've placed a few more
officers in the hospital.
Dr. Devereaux, you're needed in O.R. 2.
I'm sorry. I have to get to surgery.
Of course.
Well, it looks like people had a real
love-hate relationship
with Dr. Schaffer.
We're looking for someone
with a hate-hate relationship.
And why kill him today?
I think we need to reconstruct
Dr. Schaffer's final hours.
Let's start with his last patient.
Kara Blake.
This is my wife. I'm Shonna Blake.
I'm Detective Ellis, this
is Max Mitchell, my partner.
How is she doing?
They said she should
make a full recovery.
That's great.
What time did you get
to the hospital today?
I just got here a few hours ago.
She was already in surgery.
Is this about Dr. Schaffer?
It is, yes.
When was the last time you saw him?
I never got to meet him.
I got the call Kara had been admitted,
and I rushed over as soon as I could.
Today was like any other.
She was on her way to court.
Kara is a defense lawyer.
And then out of the blue
Hey.
She's gonna be okay.
Thanks to Dr. Schaffer.
He saved my wife's life.
And now he's been murdered?
Sometimes this world just
doesn't make any sense.
You got a boo-boo on your head.
It's been a stressful day.
Tell me about it.
We heard you fainted.
I suppose a layman
could say I "fainted".
Technically, it was a vasovagal syncope
secondary to empathic
overidentification.
Isn't that fainting?
Whatever. It won't happen again.
I just need to get
through my final rotation.
Are you done with that report yet?
- Almost.
- Well, snap to it, intern.
The name's [STUTTERS]
The name's Delgado.
Sorry. Uh, they make the interns
write up all the patient reports, so.
When was the last time
you saw Dr. Schaffer?
Um
let me check.
There was a trauma patient,
and then apparently I was
with a patient.
He actually fainted.
The doctor had to wake
him up with smelling salts.
Fainted twice in one shift?
I wonder what the record is.
And Dr. Schaffer was
here the whole time?
Yes.
Did you notice anything
off about the doctor,
or any exchanges that
he had with anyone else?
To be honest, he didn't
have the best bedside manner.
- How so?
- It's like his mind was somewhere else.
But I wouldn't be sitting here
talking to you without him.
The extraction was flawless.
The extraction?
Uh, I was
basting a turkey when I slipped.
I was in between outfits at the time, so
Yates is gonna love this story.
Okay. Tell me more.
Detectives?
We found something on
the CCTV you need to see.
Okay.
Okay. I'll be back to hear the rest.
No, she won't.
Oh. They don't look happy,
especially the husband.
She's practically running to catch up.
They were upset about the test results
Dr. Schaffer gave them.
Look at the time stamp.
An hour before Dr.
Schaffer was murdered.
After the couple left, they
hit the staff parking garage.
Look at this.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
That's a knife.
That's Dr. Schaffer's motorcycle.
And he's right-handed.
So we got an angry patient
who threatened our victim,
and he's got a knife.
If it walks like a duck
and quacks like a duck.
Okay, Cheese and Quackers,
into the pipe we go.
Yes.
Okay
[CLEARS THROAT]
Did I come at the wrong time?
Au contraire, Vivienne.
I'm working on getting
us out of the mess
that you dumped on our happy doorstep.
[SIGHS]
Ooh.
Ah! Hands off Quackie Chan.
You picked the lock again?
Ah, well, old habits die hard.
Why are you here?
I just wanted to drop in
and check on your progress,
and drop these off.
So, how are the plans coming?
They're coming along.
Can I see what you've got so far?
I'd rather wait and
update the whole team.
Mhm. You still don't trust me.
Do you blame me?
Fine. Oh, as long as I'm here,
I think I might have lost something.
Hmm. Apart from your
family and my money?
A very valuable ring.
I'll let you know if it turns up.
Oh, it's a very special ring.
You see, I found this
gorgeous scarab ring
in the Sydney Museum that
I absolutely had to have.
The trouble is, it was locked
in a case with pressure alarms.
One step too close, and all of
Darling Harbour would have heard it.
So I released three dozen
wind-up toy kangaroos at once.
Chaos.
Shrieking tourists,
guards chasing after plastic marsupials.
I scooped up that ring,
and before they knew it was missing,
I was halfway to Tangier,
humming La Vie en Rose.
Wow.
That's an earful.
- Have at it.
- Do you mind, uh,
covering up?
I work better, unencumbered.
I call it my big duck energy.
Mm.
Fine.
We have CCTV footage
of you slashing Dr. Schaffer's tires.
He was defending my honor.
Isn't that right, honeybunch?
That's right, sugar pie.
Okay, so you slash the tires for love.
Is that it?
Schaffer implied one of us was
stepping out on our marriage.
That was the diagnosis?
- Infidelity?
- No.
He said I had
Oh. I got it.
The
[CLAPS]
Yes. And it's totally not true.
Schaffer made a
completely wrong diagnosis.
Okay, so then you left the hospital
against medical advice, is that right?
We were mad. We wanted a second opinion.
So mad you walked back in the hospital
and killed Dr. Schaffer?
Because he didn't answer your calls?
What? I didn't call.
We didn't kill anybody.
You have motive.
And we have footage of you
in the hospital parking garage
around the same time
as Dr. Schaffer's death.
We can prove we didn't do it.
How?
Ask the bartender at Dominic's.
We were there until
the police picked us up.
She's lying.
About what? The murder?
The infidelity.
She's the one stepping
out, not her husband.
- How do you know that?
- Her nervous tic.
The way she was twisting
her wedding ring.
I bet she was the one calling the doctor
behind her husband's
back for the prescription.
Okay, let's start with their alibi.
Olive wants to see you in the morgue.
Okay. You call the bar and
I'll go talk to Olive. Yeah?
Okay.
The puncture marks on his clothes
all line up with the stab wounds.
The blood seeped through
his scrubs and his lab coat
almost everywhere
except for right there,
his breast pocket.
There's no bloodstains.
- Why?
- Not sure why.
Maybe his coat fell
open during the murder.
But I called because
I found something else.
Is that an injection mark?
I didn't notice it at the scene
because I was focused on
the multiple stab wounds,
which may have been the killer's agenda,
because the toxicology
report showed a high dose
of hospital grade
propofol in his system.
Propofol? What's that?
It's a drug used to sedate
patients for surgery.
So if I lured him into a room
and jabbed him with propofol,
would that incapacitate
him fast enough that I could
stab him to death before he attacked me?
Absolutely. It works fast.
Less than 60 seconds.
Okay, well, that would certainly account
for the lack of defensive wounds.
He couldn't defend himself.
Hospital grade drugs are locked up.
To access the propofol,
you'd need to be a medical professional.
Which means Schaffer was murdered
by someone working in the hospital.
[DRAMATIC STING]
So the bartender confirmed
our Love Island couple
was there all afternoon getting sloshed.
- So not our killers.
- Olive says that Dr. Schaffer was
dosed with propofol
before he was stabbed.
And we know he went into a private room
with the killer and closed the door.
So it had to be someone he trusted.
Well, clearly he wasn't
expecting a shiv to the sternum.
If the propofol is hospital grade,
go back and check and see
if they're missing any.
Follow the drugs, find the killer.
Is that my stress ball?
It was a stressful day. Sorry.
[SMALL CHUCKLE]
Oh, I need this stuff on an IV drip.
So you were saying all
the drugs are locked up
in a pharmacy cabinet?
Yes. And everything is logged.
Employee codes, patient name, dosage.
And only nurses and anesthesiologists
can unlock it.
So if a doctor needs something,
they go through a nurse.
This is everything from today.
I will have a proper audit run,
but it may take some time.
And I need permission from Dr. Keaton.
Now that Dr. Schaffer's gone,
Dr. Keaton is the new Chief of the ER.
Interesting.
What was his relationship
like with Dr. Schaffer?
Less than ideal.
They were really at each
other's throats this morning.
- What about?
- Who knows?
You know, I didn't
mention it earlier because,
well, they were always at it.
They're like a couple of Chihuahuas,
yapping over who's bigger.
Sorry, Gail. You're needed in Bay 3.
Okay. Excuse me.
Well, let's see if Dr. Keaton's bite
is worse than his bark.
This would go a whole
lot faster if you'd help.
Oh, don't forget to
look under the couch.
Or
you could call it a day
and tell me why you're here.
[SIGHS]
I told you.
I am here looking for my scarab ring,
which is one of a kind
and very important to me.
Mhm. Heart wrenching.
Is this it?
You found it? Where was it?
It was in your jacket pocket.
Where it's been this whole time.
What? Well, that's crazy.
It must have fallen off.
Cut the performance, Vivienne.
You lied about the ring.
Tell me why you're really here.
Schaffer was a liar.
I sank 50 grand into a medical
startup that he pitched.
I lost 49.
This morning, I find out that
the bastard didn't even invest
any of his own money.
He was screwing with me.
The nurse will be by
with your release papers.
Wow, that's a lot of money.
I know what you're getting at.
We fought all the time.
The guy was a prick,
but I didn't kill him.
Well, you're probably happy you don't
have to play second fiddle anymore,
now that you're ER Chief.
I don't want his job, if
that's what you're inferring.
I got a better offer somewhere else.
I'll be out of here at
the end of the month.
Schaffer was a jerk, okay,
but I respected him.
You don't save as many lives as he did
without ruffling a few feathers.
Now, if there's nothing
else, I've got a job to do.
All these doctors could
learn a thing or two
about bedside manner.
Do you remember what you told
me about Schaffer's labcoat?
How there was no blood
on the breast pocket?
Well, what if there was
something inside the pocket
stopping the blood from seeping out?
Nothing was found in his pockets.
I know, but what if it was
taken out after he died,
before we got there?
Let's go back to the
person who found the body.
Can you open your locker for us, Gail?
Why?
This is a waste of time.
Look, you can do it, or we
can get security to do it.
It's up to you.
Oh, no need for security.
Wait. Okay. You can't do that.
She cannot do that.
It's never stopped her before.
What are you looking for?
We're looking for this.
So.
This is why you killed him?
No.
He told me not to get my hopes up.
When did he say that?
This morning.
You applied for another
job in the hospital?
I love the ER, but
I'm just done.
Sooner or later, everyone gets burnout.
I just want more time with
my husband and my kids.
Did you want the job bad
enough that you'd kill?
No!
I swear.
I mean, I wouldn't blame you.
Dr. Schaffer is a hard
ass and full of himself.
Certainly seems like the
kind of guy who would try
and block your promotion
just to be spiteful.
That's why you decided to kill him.
So that he wouldn't not recommend you
I did not kill Dr. Schaffer.
Yeah, I thought that
he was going to give me
a bad performance review.
So when I found his body and
I saw the letter, I took it.
I was going to rip it up.
Then you read it.
Yeah.
"I am reluctant to recommend
Gail Holloway to the position
of Health Administrator.
Not because she lacks ability,
but because I don't want to lose her."
"In the first week we worked together,
Gail had to re-home her father
because of his rapidly
progressing Alzheimer's.
It was an extremely
difficult personal situation,
but she never let
anything get in the way
of the care she gave to her patients.
For the last 10 years, she's
managed the emergency room
and me with the same
dedication, patience and grace.
Even though I'll hate to lose Gail,
you'll be lucky to have her."
I was going to copy that
onto a clean sheet of paper
and present it to the Board.
You tampered with a crime scene, Gail.
It's very serious.
Yes, I know it's wrong, and I am sorry.
I can't believe that he remembered
all that stuff about my father.
That was 10 years ago.
You know, none of us
ever thought that Schaffer
gave a damn about our
lives outside of work.
It turns out that he had
my back the whole time.
And now I'm never going
to get to thank him.
[CRYING SOFTLY]
That is one sad, scared lady.
She should be scared.
She corrupted a crime scene,
and she lied to us about it.
That's true. But do you
actually think she killed him?
No, I don't.
Hospital just called.
Nurses finished their drug audit.
Okay. Any issues?
You could say that.
There's a vial of propofol missing.
Oh. Paging us, again.
You do realize we're
talking life or death
because of what you did.
We're all in Gedeon Varga's crosshairs.
You think I don't know that?
Just tell me the
truth. Why the ring gag?
Was it some kind of test?
I I wanted something
to break the ice.
The truth is, while I
know George and I know Max,
you are an unknown variable to me.
And in this game, I don't
like unknown variables.
Especially not in my own family.
Your family?
You haven't been around
for the last 15 years.
Hell, you haven't even been alive.
Everything I've done,
whether you approve of it or not,
has been for my husband and daughter.
You have to know that.
All I know is what your death
did to both Max and George.
They were devastated.
And I was the one who stayed with them,
holding things together,
keeping them in the game.
Not to mention cooking and cleaning and
making coffee that
reduces grown men to tears.
You want to talk unknown variables.
Honey, take a look in the mirror.
How does an entire vial of propofol
just go unaccounted for?
Doesn't it take a nurse or
anesthesiologist to access drugs?
Yes, but in critical cases,
we don't have time to send someone
to requisition a drug from the pharmacy.
That's when the mobile drug carts,
like that one, come into play.
- Aren't those things locked?
- Yeah, always.
But in emergency procedures,
I mean, seconds matter,
so we keep it unlocked for easy access.
So anyone could just grab
whatever vial they wanted
- from the medical cart then?
- I suppose it's possible.
I mean, all of our
attention is on the patient.
The drug monitoring procedures,
it's an imperfect system.
It's designed to catch
patterns of misuse.
People stealing drugs, not
to locate a missing vial.
Okay. How many times was
the cart used this morning?
Well, this narrows it down.
Only one time, for a
trauma patient, Kara Blake.
Car accident.
Dr. Keaton? Motorcycle MVA incoming,
- trauma bay 2.
- Excuse me.
Yeah. Of course.
Okay, so anyone working that
trauma could have had access
to that propofol and used
it to incapacitate Schaffer.
Hm. Too bad there aren't
cameras in the trauma bay area
recording everything that happens.
Might not have a camera, but, uh,
I think we got the next best thing.
This could end my whole career.
It's already hanging on by a thread.
So you took the vial of propofol?
No.
But it went missing during
Kara Blake's procedure.
Wha Why does any of this matter now?
The patient recovered.
It was just a blip.
What was a blip?
Propofol instead of ketamine.
Okay, do me a favour.
Let's just start from the beginning.
The patient was brought
into trauma care.
Dr. Schaffer prescribed
10 milligrams of
ketamine and intubation.
But Kara wasn't given ketamine.
She was given propofol.
Are those two drugs interchangeable?
Well, both ketamine and propofol
are used to sedate patients.
However, in a trauma case like that,
a hypotensive patient who
has lost a lot of blood
has a much higher risk of flatlining
on propofol.
Which is exactly what happened.
Right.
The truth is, Kara Blake
should never have flatlined.
Who administered the propofol?
It was Dr. Devereaux.
Wouldn't she have known the risks?
She would have? She's one of the
best anaesthesiologists in this city.
But I've been on her rotation
for a couple of months now,
and I've never once
seen her use propofol.
Couldn't she have made a mistake?
She must have. Everything
happened so fast.
It was the first time I intubated.
I think she just grabbed the wrong vial.
After the patient was stabilized,
I saw Dr. Schaffer take her to the side.
She was in tears.
Mm.
And then later she came
to me and she asked me
to change my notes to say
that ketamine was administered.
Not propofol.
So you did falsify the report?
She's a doctor.
I'm an intern.
If I want to have any
sort of career at all,
I just do what I'm told.
Besides, the patient is fine.
We all make mistakes, right?
What if it wasn't a mistake?
Are you saying that Dr. Devereaux
wanted the patient to flatline?
That's that's crazy, right?
Why would she want to do
that to a total stranger?
[PHONE RINGING]
Ellis. What you got?
A doctor's name we need
to link to our victim.
Simmons and Yates are in the field,
but I can run those names for you.
See if we can find a link.
You can't be serious.
We're serious, all right.
Is everything okay?
A doctor just asked me to step
out while she examines Kara.
Stop! Put it down right now!
Don't make me use this.
It's the missing vial of propofol.
Robin, what the hell?
A dose this size would have killed her.
Why would you do this?
Dr. Devereaux, you're under
arrest for the murder of Dr. Schaffer
and the attempted murder of Kara Blake.
Turn around. Put your
hands behind your back.
All right, let's go.
Kara Blake murdered her.
My mother was coming home
from volunteering at
her local food bank,
like she did every Sunday for 30 years.
She stopped at a convenience
store for a carton of milk.
Yes. We looked up the case.
Your mother interrupted a robbery.
Shooter was caught on camera.
It was an open and shut case.
But during the trial,
the defense attorney found
a minor clerical error made
by the arresting officers
and got the shooter off.
And that lawyer was Kara Blake.
We knew about the technicality
before she presented it.
So I went to her office, and
I begged her not to do it.
She threw me out.
Said that her responsibility
was to her client,
not to justice.
"Blame the system" she said.
She set him free.
Not the system.
So that morning in the ER,
when you heard Kara Blake's name,
you decided to do something about it.
You saw a moment for revenge.
I saw a moment to right a wrong.
Look, with all due respect for
what happened to your mother,
two wrongs were never
going to make that right.
[ELLIS] It was routine for a patient
with those types of injuries
to be given a sedative.
So, when Dr. Schaffer ordered ketamine,
she used propofol instead,
knowing that it would
cause Kara to flatline.
She tried a sleight of hand,
grabbing one vial over another,
not realizing the intern had seen it.
Or that Dr. Schaffer
would have remembered
the name "Kara Blake".
He couldn't place it at first,
and then he looked it up,
and he recognized her right away.
And once he made that connection,
he knew that Dr. Devereaux
had administered the
wrong drugs on purpose.
He told her he was
going to file a report
with the Medical Board
and with the police.
And, well,
at that point, she
knew her life was over.
So she incapacitated Dr. Schaffer
with that same drug
so she could kill him.
Yeah, and the multiple stab wounds
just to throw suspicion elsewhere.
[MAN] Let me the hell out
of here, you son of a bitch!
[MAX] An out-of-control patient
who had threatened Dr. Schaffer
made for a perfect suspect.
[ELLIS] So she unlocked
the door and let him out.
The justice system is not perfect,
and it's hard on all of us when it
doesn't deliver the way it should.
But Kara Blake was just doing her job.
Just like you two did today.
Good work.
- Thank you, sir.
- Keep it up.
[EXHALES]
Ah. Well, uh
You need a ride?
As long as you don't mind stopping
so I can grab some food first.
I haven't eaten all day.
I think looking at those bedpans
really took away my appetite.
I think we can do that.
[SMOOTH, CHILL MUSIC]
Mmm.
Pork bun?
I'm good. Thanks.
God, I love these things.
Even if they are an imperfect food.
Sometimes pork, sometimes bun.
You never know what you're gonna get,
but I can't stop trying.
You know, maybe I
should get some for Jess.
She's been working all day.
I don't even know if she ate.
You should do that.
Turn the car around.
Yeah, okay.
So.
how are things uh,
going between you two?
They're, uh, they're good. Yeah.
Um
We should all go out sometime.
- I'd love for you to get to know her.
- Yeah.
I would love that.
Great.
Um, let me just text Ricky and
see if he wants a pork bun, too.
[MESSAGE ALERT]
Are you interested in pork buns?
Oh, no thank you.
Too much bun, not enough pork.
Not worth the inevitable disappointment.
On that, we agree.
Maybe we can be friends.
We don't need to be friends.
We just need to get the job done.
Vivienne,
I want a fairy tale ending
for you and Max and George.
But I'm going to keep
a very close eye on you,
because they're my family.
And I'd die for those crazy cats.
Fair enough.
Ah.
I should get going.
Uh, one last thing, by the way.
How did you know about the ring?
Uh, it's the kind of thing Max would do.
And if I may say so, it was too easy.
If we're gonna survive this,
you need to bring your A-game.
Oh, sorry.
Um, this is actually the
last thing, I promise.
Maybe next time we should
review our definition of A-game.
And you don't have much
there. You better get cracking.
Bon soir, and thank you for the wine.
Damn.
She's good.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Okay, gentlemen, Quack 'n'
awe is officially in progress
I assure you Quackie Chan,
your death will not be in vain.
You were born a bath toy.
You will die a hero.
Look at you, you
weaponized party favour.
You are beautiful.
[SIZZLING SOUNDS]
♪
Previously on Wild Cards
- Vivienne?
- Where have you been for the past 15 years?
On the run from Gedeon Varga.
So, Jessica, she seems great.
Honestly, more than anything,
it's just been really
- easy.
- Who are you?
Tomo Hayashi, Varga's right hand.
You are done with all the crime, right?
Oh, yeah.
You were going to steal us a diamond.
[SIRENS BLARE]
[BABY SCREAMING]
[MAN] I've been here all day.
- Please calm down.
- I'm in pain.
I need to see a doctor.
Why is it taking so long?!
[NURSE] Sir, I need you to calm down
or I am going to have to call security.
How are things looking?
Labs for the wife in exam five.
Yeah. That's definitely
gonna ruin someone's day.
Yup
Twenty says the intern
faints before lunch.
Uh, Dr. Schaffer,
the recommendation
letters are due at 5:00
Yeah, yours are done.
- But what does that mean?
- It means I wouldn't get your hopes up.
Hey, we need to talk now.
Okay, look, I know you're
upset. Let's talk later.
No, no. I said now.
The nurse said that my
wife's results are coming up.
- What gives?
- Let's talk in private.
This is gonna have to wait.
[PA] Dr. Miller to pediatrics,
Dr. Miller to pediatrics.
That's total crap.
You did the test wrong. Do it again!
[PA] Dr. Schaffer,
emergency trauma incoming.
- What do we got?
- 40-year-old female, Kara Blake,
T-boned by a pickup.
Kara Blake, can you hear me?
- Number 3, number 3.
- She can't seem to get a line.
On my count.
Three, two, one, lift.
BP is dropping.
I thought your shift is over.
You need an anesthesiologist
and Dr. Miller is stuck in the O.R.
Intern! Stop taking notes.
Prep for intubation.
[MAN] I need to see a doctor.
Why is it taking so long?
How much longer is this gonna take?
Sir? Sir.
My arm's broken.
I've been in that waiting
room for eight hours!
We have patients in critical condition.
I'm sure we can get you a painkiller.
I need more than damn meds!
Someone has to fix my friggin' arm!
- Lock him in the patient room!
- [SCREAMS IN PAIN]
Trauma 1 just arrested.
[CONTINUOUS FLATLINE BEEP]
She might be hyperkalemic.
Push epi four.
Start compressions and follow
with the calcium gluconate.
[CONTINUOUS BEEP]
[MACHINE BEEPS]
Okay. She's back.
Okay, we got a pulse.
She's back.
- Kara Blake, you're gonna be okay.
- [LOUD THUMP]
Easiest 20 I'll make all week.
[NOTIFICATION ALERT]
[SOFT TECHNO BEAT MUSIC]
[PHONE CHIMES]
- Morning, Ricky.
- Where'd you go?
- Work.
- Oh, good.
- Good?
- I just mean, lately, things around here
have been quite stressful,
and we still don't have
a working plan to steal the diamond.
Ricky needs some peace
- and quiet to think.
- Uh oh.
Third-person Ricky isn't good.
Oh. Hold on.
- Hey, Dad.
- Hey.
- Where are you?
- On my way to work.
- Why? What's up?
- I'm on my way to your place.
- [BEEP]
- Oh. Dad, can you just hold on?
- Hey, Mom.
- Good morning, sweetheart. Where are you?
On my way to work.
Oh, good. Well, I will drop these
beignets by your place, then.
Oh, no, you don't have to do that.
I'm I'm off sugar for the week.
Oh, please.
You're probably eating
a donut right now.
[PHONE BEEPS]
Mom, hold on. Okay?
- Dad. Sorry.
- Oh, your phone must have lost signal.
Should I grab donuts,
croissants, or the old favorite,
- egg tarts?
- For what?
For my parole officer. I'm meeting
him at your place, remember?
He thinks I'm living
with you, not at the Ritz.
- Damn it.
- [PHONE BEEPS]
Is that a problem?
Dad, hold on.
- Ricky
- How long were you
going to leave me hanging?
Okay, Ricky, how committed
are you to this day of silence?
I don't like where this is going.
Hold on.
- Mom?
- [DIAL TONE]
Damn it. Lost her.
Hello?
Wow. Your phone is
really acting up today.
Anyway, I decided to go with egg tarts.
Dad, how about you just call Mom?
You haven't even sat
down and spoken with her.
Max, she lied to us.
I know, but she's your wife.
So how about you just take her out?
Preferably somewhere
far away from my place.
Hold on.
Ricky?
I swear, if one person crosses
the threshold of our abode,
Ricky is going to lose it.
[HONKS HORN]
Learn to drive!
Ricky does not need your
negative energy right now.
Okay, well, third person
Ricky can kiss my a
[SCOFFS]
[TRAFFIC NOISE INTENSIFIES]
Hey. Good morning.
Is everything okay?
Max is fine!
It's just been a stressful morning.
- What happened?
- Things at home are a little
hectic now that my dad's out.
And Ricky's, well, being Ricky.
Just a new normal to get used to.
Whatever.
Sorry.
How are you?
Good. Yeah, I slept great last night.
And then this morning,
Jess and I just kind of sat in silence
and watched the sunrise.
It was beautiful.
I mean, I'm fine. The usual, you know?
Go, go, go. [CLEARS THROAT]
Good morning, Olive.
I thought you hated hospitals.
I do, but I also have
to go where they tell me.
Do you?
I do. It's called a job.
Okay.
Detectives, I'm Ray. Security.
Come with me.
In here.
Looks like someone didn't
like his bedside manner.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[THEME MUSIC]
I'm guessing we don't need
a second opinion on this one.
Multiple stab wounds to the chest.
I count at least 15.
At first glance, some
deep, some superficial.
With that many stab
wounds, this was personal.
- Emotional.
- Whoever went after this
doctor must have been angry.
Really angry.
Any defensive wounds?
None that I can see.
But I'll do a more thorough
check at the morgue.
This guy looks at least six feet tall.
It's strange he wouldn't
have fought back.
Room's clean.
No sign of a struggle.
I don't get it. Why would you just
stand there as somebody
goes stabby-stabby
on you 15 times?
This guy was the Chief
of Emergency Medicine.
What the hell was he doing
in some storage closet
in the middle of his shift?
For peace and quiet.
A lot of our staff use that
room to get a real break.
That's why we put the cot in.
Were you close with Dr. Schaffer?
As close as you could
be to a man like that.
- What do you mean?
- [SIGHS]
Dr. Schaffer ran the
ER like a battlefield.
Fast. Efficient. No margin for error.
If you couldn't keep up,
you didn't have a place here.
Was anybody else there
when you found the body?
I was making rounds with another nurse.
I told her to go for help,
and I checked his pulse
and he was already dead.
We'll need to confirm that with her.
Hey. It's okay.
It helps with my stress.
Maybe I need one of those.
Can you think of anyone who might
have wanted to harm Dr. Schaffer?
There was one thing this morning.
Dr. Schaffer got into
a physical altercation
with a male patient.
Security had to isolate the guy.
Where is he right now?
He's gone.
I locked him in here, but
when I checked on him later
the door was unlocked.
I assumed Dr. Schaffer must have
let him out so I went back to work.
Do you think he was violent
enough to kill Dr. Schaffer?
- That's why we locked him up.
- [SIGHS] All right.
We're gonna need you to take
a look at the CCTV footage.
[PA] Code silver,
second floor, East wing.
All officers to med storage two.
We've got a hostage situation.
[PA] east wing. All officers
[TENSE MUSIC]
Give me something for the pain!
Don't come any closer!
I'm Detective Ellis.
Okay, let's just take a breath here.
What's your name?
Darren.
Okay, Darren.
What do you need?
I need someone to make the pain go away!
Okay. Okay. We can
make that happen, right?
I'm gonna need you to let her go first.
People have been saying they're
going to help me all day,
but no one does!
[CLANG]
Is that a bedpan?
Don't worry, it's clean.
Maybe not.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Is, uh, is Max here today?
Uh, she's out fighting crime as usual,
helping to keep me on
the straight and narrow.
Oh, I know you're joking,
but the support of family
really is so important to
any newly released parolee.
Gentlemen, I present
my Java the Nut Blend.
A whisper of hazelnut from
a galaxy far, far away.
- Thanks, Ricky.
- Mhm.
- Oh, it smells delicious.
- Mm.
I'll leave you two to talk.
Thanks.
- Mhm.
- Want to sit down?
So, George, tell me,
how's the job going?
The job?
Foam Baby, Foam?
Oh, that.
Yes. Uh, I didn't
land that car wash gig.
I got something much better lined up.
- Tell me more.
- Well, next week I start volunteering
at Hemsworth Prison.
It's a counselling program for inmates.
Now, I know it doesn't pay, but
It's wonderful!
George, I'm proud of you.
Well, I just figured it was
time to start giving back.
When can I get some meds?
They're on the way.
- What is that?
- Stress ball.
Did Nurse Gail give that to you?
Yes. So, Darren
I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt her.
I just wanted some painkillers.
Okay. Tell us about your injury.
I fell off a high ladder a few days ago.
The pain in my shoulder has
gotten so bad, I can't work,
and I barely sleep.
At this point, I'd do
anything to make it go away.
Does that include
murdering Dr. Schaffer?
What?
No, I I didn't kill anyone.
If I did, I'd be pretty stupid
to stick around the hospital,
- wouldn't I?
- [PHONE VIBRATES]
It's Olive. She's got something.
Okay, how about I go speak to her
and you finish up with Darren?
Sounds good.
All right.
How did you get out of this locked room
that the security guard put you in?
I heard a click.
Went to the door and
it was open, so I left.
It can be hard readjusting
to life on the outside.
I mean, you spend so much time
dreaming about getting out,
getting back to your old life.
But by the time you're
released, your old life is gone.
[CHUCKLES] You've done this before.
For more than 20 years.
You are not alone, George.
Don't think of me just
as your parole officer.
Think of me as your friend.
As someone who wants you to succeed.
Oh, thanks, Howard, I appreciate that.
And it's okay to have mixed
feelings about the very thing
you've been dreaming of,
now that it's actually here.
It is okay not to be okay.
[LAUGHS]
Well, thanks, Howard,
but I really am okay.
Oh, I'm glad to hear it.
Can you stay for breakfast?
Ah, I'm afraid not. Mm. Duty calls.
I'll just show myself out.
Oh, um,
tell Max I'm sorry I missed her.
And thank Ricky for the coffee.
I will.
I thought he'd never leave.
I kind of like the guy. I
feel like we're connecting.
So, how are you coming
along with the plans?
I'm trying to make progress.
Because Howard likes
to drop by unannounced,
I'm keeping them in here.
- Mm. Smart.
- Mhm.
Now skedaddle. I have work to do.
- And you know my process.
- Yes, I do.
And I don't need to be here for that.
[TURNS ON OPERA MUSIC]
♪
[OPERA MUSIC CRESCENDOS, FADES OUT]
See the incisions?
What about it?
The direction of the
wound track, combined with
the external features
of the entry points,
gave me the angle of attack.
Damn it, Jim, just
give it to me straight.
Bones? Dr. McCoy? Star Trek?
I don't like science fiction.
Okay, whatever. What does all this mean?
It means that your
killer is right-handed.
Darren, are you right-handed?
Yeah. Why?
[DARREN AND ELLIS] What are you doing?
Our killer is right-handed.
He can't lift his right arm.
Which means the killer
is still out there.
[EXHALES]
Yes, he was tough, but he
pushed us to be our best.
Ugh. My old trainer
always used to say that.
Man, I hated that guy.
Dr. Schaffer wasn't
here to make friends.
He was here to save lives.
When was the last time you saw him?
Uh, I was just clocking off
when an emergency
trauma patient came in.
The anesthesiologist who
was supposed to relieve me
was stuck in the O.R., so
I stepped in to lend a hand.
Okay. And then you went home afterwards?
Uh, for just under an hour of sleep.
I'm on call, so here I am again.
Is someone targeting doctors?
I mean, is that what this is?
Patients are getting
violent and more angry.
We've placed a few more
officers in the hospital.
Dr. Devereaux, you're needed in O.R. 2.
I'm sorry. I have to get to surgery.
Of course.
Well, it looks like people had a real
love-hate relationship
with Dr. Schaffer.
We're looking for someone
with a hate-hate relationship.
And why kill him today?
I think we need to reconstruct
Dr. Schaffer's final hours.
Let's start with his last patient.
Kara Blake.
This is my wife. I'm Shonna Blake.
I'm Detective Ellis, this
is Max Mitchell, my partner.
How is she doing?
They said she should
make a full recovery.
That's great.
What time did you get
to the hospital today?
I just got here a few hours ago.
She was already in surgery.
Is this about Dr. Schaffer?
It is, yes.
When was the last time you saw him?
I never got to meet him.
I got the call Kara had been admitted,
and I rushed over as soon as I could.
Today was like any other.
She was on her way to court.
Kara is a defense lawyer.
And then out of the blue
Hey.
She's gonna be okay.
Thanks to Dr. Schaffer.
He saved my wife's life.
And now he's been murdered?
Sometimes this world just
doesn't make any sense.
You got a boo-boo on your head.
It's been a stressful day.
Tell me about it.
We heard you fainted.
I suppose a layman
could say I "fainted".
Technically, it was a vasovagal syncope
secondary to empathic
overidentification.
Isn't that fainting?
Whatever. It won't happen again.
I just need to get
through my final rotation.
Are you done with that report yet?
- Almost.
- Well, snap to it, intern.
The name's [STUTTERS]
The name's Delgado.
Sorry. Uh, they make the interns
write up all the patient reports, so.
When was the last time
you saw Dr. Schaffer?
Um
let me check.
There was a trauma patient,
and then apparently I was
with a patient.
He actually fainted.
The doctor had to wake
him up with smelling salts.
Fainted twice in one shift?
I wonder what the record is.
And Dr. Schaffer was
here the whole time?
Yes.
Did you notice anything
off about the doctor,
or any exchanges that
he had with anyone else?
To be honest, he didn't
have the best bedside manner.
- How so?
- It's like his mind was somewhere else.
But I wouldn't be sitting here
talking to you without him.
The extraction was flawless.
The extraction?
Uh, I was
basting a turkey when I slipped.
I was in between outfits at the time, so
Yates is gonna love this story.
Okay. Tell me more.
Detectives?
We found something on
the CCTV you need to see.
Okay.
Okay. I'll be back to hear the rest.
No, she won't.
Oh. They don't look happy,
especially the husband.
She's practically running to catch up.
They were upset about the test results
Dr. Schaffer gave them.
Look at the time stamp.
An hour before Dr.
Schaffer was murdered.
After the couple left, they
hit the staff parking garage.
Look at this.
[INTRIGUING MUSIC]
That's a knife.
That's Dr. Schaffer's motorcycle.
And he's right-handed.
So we got an angry patient
who threatened our victim,
and he's got a knife.
If it walks like a duck
and quacks like a duck.
Okay, Cheese and Quackers,
into the pipe we go.
Yes.
Okay
[CLEARS THROAT]
Did I come at the wrong time?
Au contraire, Vivienne.
I'm working on getting
us out of the mess
that you dumped on our happy doorstep.
[SIGHS]
Ooh.
Ah! Hands off Quackie Chan.
You picked the lock again?
Ah, well, old habits die hard.
Why are you here?
I just wanted to drop in
and check on your progress,
and drop these off.
So, how are the plans coming?
They're coming along.
Can I see what you've got so far?
I'd rather wait and
update the whole team.
Mhm. You still don't trust me.
Do you blame me?
Fine. Oh, as long as I'm here,
I think I might have lost something.
Hmm. Apart from your
family and my money?
A very valuable ring.
I'll let you know if it turns up.
Oh, it's a very special ring.
You see, I found this
gorgeous scarab ring
in the Sydney Museum that
I absolutely had to have.
The trouble is, it was locked
in a case with pressure alarms.
One step too close, and all of
Darling Harbour would have heard it.
So I released three dozen
wind-up toy kangaroos at once.
Chaos.
Shrieking tourists,
guards chasing after plastic marsupials.
I scooped up that ring,
and before they knew it was missing,
I was halfway to Tangier,
humming La Vie en Rose.
Wow.
That's an earful.
- Have at it.
- Do you mind, uh,
covering up?
I work better, unencumbered.
I call it my big duck energy.
Mm.
Fine.
We have CCTV footage
of you slashing Dr. Schaffer's tires.
He was defending my honor.
Isn't that right, honeybunch?
That's right, sugar pie.
Okay, so you slash the tires for love.
Is that it?
Schaffer implied one of us was
stepping out on our marriage.
That was the diagnosis?
- Infidelity?
- No.
He said I had
Oh. I got it.
The
[CLAPS]
Yes. And it's totally not true.
Schaffer made a
completely wrong diagnosis.
Okay, so then you left the hospital
against medical advice, is that right?
We were mad. We wanted a second opinion.
So mad you walked back in the hospital
and killed Dr. Schaffer?
Because he didn't answer your calls?
What? I didn't call.
We didn't kill anybody.
You have motive.
And we have footage of you
in the hospital parking garage
around the same time
as Dr. Schaffer's death.
We can prove we didn't do it.
How?
Ask the bartender at Dominic's.
We were there until
the police picked us up.
She's lying.
About what? The murder?
The infidelity.
She's the one stepping
out, not her husband.
- How do you know that?
- Her nervous tic.
The way she was twisting
her wedding ring.
I bet she was the one calling the doctor
behind her husband's
back for the prescription.
Okay, let's start with their alibi.
Olive wants to see you in the morgue.
Okay. You call the bar and
I'll go talk to Olive. Yeah?
Okay.
The puncture marks on his clothes
all line up with the stab wounds.
The blood seeped through
his scrubs and his lab coat
almost everywhere
except for right there,
his breast pocket.
There's no bloodstains.
- Why?
- Not sure why.
Maybe his coat fell
open during the murder.
But I called because
I found something else.
Is that an injection mark?
I didn't notice it at the scene
because I was focused on
the multiple stab wounds,
which may have been the killer's agenda,
because the toxicology
report showed a high dose
of hospital grade
propofol in his system.
Propofol? What's that?
It's a drug used to sedate
patients for surgery.
So if I lured him into a room
and jabbed him with propofol,
would that incapacitate
him fast enough that I could
stab him to death before he attacked me?
Absolutely. It works fast.
Less than 60 seconds.
Okay, well, that would certainly account
for the lack of defensive wounds.
He couldn't defend himself.
Hospital grade drugs are locked up.
To access the propofol,
you'd need to be a medical professional.
Which means Schaffer was murdered
by someone working in the hospital.
[DRAMATIC STING]
So the bartender confirmed
our Love Island couple
was there all afternoon getting sloshed.
- So not our killers.
- Olive says that Dr. Schaffer was
dosed with propofol
before he was stabbed.
And we know he went into a private room
with the killer and closed the door.
So it had to be someone he trusted.
Well, clearly he wasn't
expecting a shiv to the sternum.
If the propofol is hospital grade,
go back and check and see
if they're missing any.
Follow the drugs, find the killer.
Is that my stress ball?
It was a stressful day. Sorry.
[SMALL CHUCKLE]
Oh, I need this stuff on an IV drip.
So you were saying all
the drugs are locked up
in a pharmacy cabinet?
Yes. And everything is logged.
Employee codes, patient name, dosage.
And only nurses and anesthesiologists
can unlock it.
So if a doctor needs something,
they go through a nurse.
This is everything from today.
I will have a proper audit run,
but it may take some time.
And I need permission from Dr. Keaton.
Now that Dr. Schaffer's gone,
Dr. Keaton is the new Chief of the ER.
Interesting.
What was his relationship
like with Dr. Schaffer?
Less than ideal.
They were really at each
other's throats this morning.
- What about?
- Who knows?
You know, I didn't
mention it earlier because,
well, they were always at it.
They're like a couple of Chihuahuas,
yapping over who's bigger.
Sorry, Gail. You're needed in Bay 3.
Okay. Excuse me.
Well, let's see if Dr. Keaton's bite
is worse than his bark.
This would go a whole
lot faster if you'd help.
Oh, don't forget to
look under the couch.
Or
you could call it a day
and tell me why you're here.
[SIGHS]
I told you.
I am here looking for my scarab ring,
which is one of a kind
and very important to me.
Mhm. Heart wrenching.
Is this it?
You found it? Where was it?
It was in your jacket pocket.
Where it's been this whole time.
What? Well, that's crazy.
It must have fallen off.
Cut the performance, Vivienne.
You lied about the ring.
Tell me why you're really here.
Schaffer was a liar.
I sank 50 grand into a medical
startup that he pitched.
I lost 49.
This morning, I find out that
the bastard didn't even invest
any of his own money.
He was screwing with me.
The nurse will be by
with your release papers.
Wow, that's a lot of money.
I know what you're getting at.
We fought all the time.
The guy was a prick,
but I didn't kill him.
Well, you're probably happy you don't
have to play second fiddle anymore,
now that you're ER Chief.
I don't want his job, if
that's what you're inferring.
I got a better offer somewhere else.
I'll be out of here at
the end of the month.
Schaffer was a jerk, okay,
but I respected him.
You don't save as many lives as he did
without ruffling a few feathers.
Now, if there's nothing
else, I've got a job to do.
All these doctors could
learn a thing or two
about bedside manner.
Do you remember what you told
me about Schaffer's labcoat?
How there was no blood
on the breast pocket?
Well, what if there was
something inside the pocket
stopping the blood from seeping out?
Nothing was found in his pockets.
I know, but what if it was
taken out after he died,
before we got there?
Let's go back to the
person who found the body.
Can you open your locker for us, Gail?
Why?
This is a waste of time.
Look, you can do it, or we
can get security to do it.
It's up to you.
Oh, no need for security.
Wait. Okay. You can't do that.
She cannot do that.
It's never stopped her before.
What are you looking for?
We're looking for this.
So.
This is why you killed him?
No.
He told me not to get my hopes up.
When did he say that?
This morning.
You applied for another
job in the hospital?
I love the ER, but
I'm just done.
Sooner or later, everyone gets burnout.
I just want more time with
my husband and my kids.
Did you want the job bad
enough that you'd kill?
No!
I swear.
I mean, I wouldn't blame you.
Dr. Schaffer is a hard
ass and full of himself.
Certainly seems like the
kind of guy who would try
and block your promotion
just to be spiteful.
That's why you decided to kill him.
So that he wouldn't not recommend you
I did not kill Dr. Schaffer.
Yeah, I thought that
he was going to give me
a bad performance review.
So when I found his body and
I saw the letter, I took it.
I was going to rip it up.
Then you read it.
Yeah.
"I am reluctant to recommend
Gail Holloway to the position
of Health Administrator.
Not because she lacks ability,
but because I don't want to lose her."
"In the first week we worked together,
Gail had to re-home her father
because of his rapidly
progressing Alzheimer's.
It was an extremely
difficult personal situation,
but she never let
anything get in the way
of the care she gave to her patients.
For the last 10 years, she's
managed the emergency room
and me with the same
dedication, patience and grace.
Even though I'll hate to lose Gail,
you'll be lucky to have her."
I was going to copy that
onto a clean sheet of paper
and present it to the Board.
You tampered with a crime scene, Gail.
It's very serious.
Yes, I know it's wrong, and I am sorry.
I can't believe that he remembered
all that stuff about my father.
That was 10 years ago.
You know, none of us
ever thought that Schaffer
gave a damn about our
lives outside of work.
It turns out that he had
my back the whole time.
And now I'm never going
to get to thank him.
[CRYING SOFTLY]
That is one sad, scared lady.
She should be scared.
She corrupted a crime scene,
and she lied to us about it.
That's true. But do you
actually think she killed him?
No, I don't.
Hospital just called.
Nurses finished their drug audit.
Okay. Any issues?
You could say that.
There's a vial of propofol missing.
Oh. Paging us, again.
You do realize we're
talking life or death
because of what you did.
We're all in Gedeon Varga's crosshairs.
You think I don't know that?
Just tell me the
truth. Why the ring gag?
Was it some kind of test?
I I wanted something
to break the ice.
The truth is, while I
know George and I know Max,
you are an unknown variable to me.
And in this game, I don't
like unknown variables.
Especially not in my own family.
Your family?
You haven't been around
for the last 15 years.
Hell, you haven't even been alive.
Everything I've done,
whether you approve of it or not,
has been for my husband and daughter.
You have to know that.
All I know is what your death
did to both Max and George.
They were devastated.
And I was the one who stayed with them,
holding things together,
keeping them in the game.
Not to mention cooking and cleaning and
making coffee that
reduces grown men to tears.
You want to talk unknown variables.
Honey, take a look in the mirror.
How does an entire vial of propofol
just go unaccounted for?
Doesn't it take a nurse or
anesthesiologist to access drugs?
Yes, but in critical cases,
we don't have time to send someone
to requisition a drug from the pharmacy.
That's when the mobile drug carts,
like that one, come into play.
- Aren't those things locked?
- Yeah, always.
But in emergency procedures,
I mean, seconds matter,
so we keep it unlocked for easy access.
So anyone could just grab
whatever vial they wanted
- from the medical cart then?
- I suppose it's possible.
I mean, all of our
attention is on the patient.
The drug monitoring procedures,
it's an imperfect system.
It's designed to catch
patterns of misuse.
People stealing drugs, not
to locate a missing vial.
Okay. How many times was
the cart used this morning?
Well, this narrows it down.
Only one time, for a
trauma patient, Kara Blake.
Car accident.
Dr. Keaton? Motorcycle MVA incoming,
- trauma bay 2.
- Excuse me.
Yeah. Of course.
Okay, so anyone working that
trauma could have had access
to that propofol and used
it to incapacitate Schaffer.
Hm. Too bad there aren't
cameras in the trauma bay area
recording everything that happens.
Might not have a camera, but, uh,
I think we got the next best thing.
This could end my whole career.
It's already hanging on by a thread.
So you took the vial of propofol?
No.
But it went missing during
Kara Blake's procedure.
Wha Why does any of this matter now?
The patient recovered.
It was just a blip.
What was a blip?
Propofol instead of ketamine.
Okay, do me a favour.
Let's just start from the beginning.
The patient was brought
into trauma care.
Dr. Schaffer prescribed
10 milligrams of
ketamine and intubation.
But Kara wasn't given ketamine.
She was given propofol.
Are those two drugs interchangeable?
Well, both ketamine and propofol
are used to sedate patients.
However, in a trauma case like that,
a hypotensive patient who
has lost a lot of blood
has a much higher risk of flatlining
on propofol.
Which is exactly what happened.
Right.
The truth is, Kara Blake
should never have flatlined.
Who administered the propofol?
It was Dr. Devereaux.
Wouldn't she have known the risks?
She would have? She's one of the
best anaesthesiologists in this city.
But I've been on her rotation
for a couple of months now,
and I've never once
seen her use propofol.
Couldn't she have made a mistake?
She must have. Everything
happened so fast.
It was the first time I intubated.
I think she just grabbed the wrong vial.
After the patient was stabilized,
I saw Dr. Schaffer take her to the side.
She was in tears.
Mm.
And then later she came
to me and she asked me
to change my notes to say
that ketamine was administered.
Not propofol.
So you did falsify the report?
She's a doctor.
I'm an intern.
If I want to have any
sort of career at all,
I just do what I'm told.
Besides, the patient is fine.
We all make mistakes, right?
What if it wasn't a mistake?
Are you saying that Dr. Devereaux
wanted the patient to flatline?
That's that's crazy, right?
Why would she want to do
that to a total stranger?
[PHONE RINGING]
Ellis. What you got?
A doctor's name we need
to link to our victim.
Simmons and Yates are in the field,
but I can run those names for you.
See if we can find a link.
You can't be serious.
We're serious, all right.
Is everything okay?
A doctor just asked me to step
out while she examines Kara.
Stop! Put it down right now!
Don't make me use this.
It's the missing vial of propofol.
Robin, what the hell?
A dose this size would have killed her.
Why would you do this?
Dr. Devereaux, you're under
arrest for the murder of Dr. Schaffer
and the attempted murder of Kara Blake.
Turn around. Put your
hands behind your back.
All right, let's go.
Kara Blake murdered her.
My mother was coming home
from volunteering at
her local food bank,
like she did every Sunday for 30 years.
She stopped at a convenience
store for a carton of milk.
Yes. We looked up the case.
Your mother interrupted a robbery.
Shooter was caught on camera.
It was an open and shut case.
But during the trial,
the defense attorney found
a minor clerical error made
by the arresting officers
and got the shooter off.
And that lawyer was Kara Blake.
We knew about the technicality
before she presented it.
So I went to her office, and
I begged her not to do it.
She threw me out.
Said that her responsibility
was to her client,
not to justice.
"Blame the system" she said.
She set him free.
Not the system.
So that morning in the ER,
when you heard Kara Blake's name,
you decided to do something about it.
You saw a moment for revenge.
I saw a moment to right a wrong.
Look, with all due respect for
what happened to your mother,
two wrongs were never
going to make that right.
[ELLIS] It was routine for a patient
with those types of injuries
to be given a sedative.
So, when Dr. Schaffer ordered ketamine,
she used propofol instead,
knowing that it would
cause Kara to flatline.
She tried a sleight of hand,
grabbing one vial over another,
not realizing the intern had seen it.
Or that Dr. Schaffer
would have remembered
the name "Kara Blake".
He couldn't place it at first,
and then he looked it up,
and he recognized her right away.
And once he made that connection,
he knew that Dr. Devereaux
had administered the
wrong drugs on purpose.
He told her he was
going to file a report
with the Medical Board
and with the police.
And, well,
at that point, she
knew her life was over.
So she incapacitated Dr. Schaffer
with that same drug
so she could kill him.
Yeah, and the multiple stab wounds
just to throw suspicion elsewhere.
[MAN] Let me the hell out
of here, you son of a bitch!
[MAX] An out-of-control patient
who had threatened Dr. Schaffer
made for a perfect suspect.
[ELLIS] So she unlocked
the door and let him out.
The justice system is not perfect,
and it's hard on all of us when it
doesn't deliver the way it should.
But Kara Blake was just doing her job.
Just like you two did today.
Good work.
- Thank you, sir.
- Keep it up.
[EXHALES]
Ah. Well, uh
You need a ride?
As long as you don't mind stopping
so I can grab some food first.
I haven't eaten all day.
I think looking at those bedpans
really took away my appetite.
I think we can do that.
[SMOOTH, CHILL MUSIC]
Mmm.
Pork bun?
I'm good. Thanks.
God, I love these things.
Even if they are an imperfect food.
Sometimes pork, sometimes bun.
You never know what you're gonna get,
but I can't stop trying.
You know, maybe I
should get some for Jess.
She's been working all day.
I don't even know if she ate.
You should do that.
Turn the car around.
Yeah, okay.
So.
how are things uh,
going between you two?
They're, uh, they're good. Yeah.
Um
We should all go out sometime.
- I'd love for you to get to know her.
- Yeah.
I would love that.
Great.
Um, let me just text Ricky and
see if he wants a pork bun, too.
[MESSAGE ALERT]
Are you interested in pork buns?
Oh, no thank you.
Too much bun, not enough pork.
Not worth the inevitable disappointment.
On that, we agree.
Maybe we can be friends.
We don't need to be friends.
We just need to get the job done.
Vivienne,
I want a fairy tale ending
for you and Max and George.
But I'm going to keep
a very close eye on you,
because they're my family.
And I'd die for those crazy cats.
Fair enough.
Ah.
I should get going.
Uh, one last thing, by the way.
How did you know about the ring?
Uh, it's the kind of thing Max would do.
And if I may say so, it was too easy.
If we're gonna survive this,
you need to bring your A-game.
Oh, sorry.
Um, this is actually the
last thing, I promise.
Maybe next time we should
review our definition of A-game.
And you don't have much
there. You better get cracking.
Bon soir, and thank you for the wine.
Damn.
She's good.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Okay, gentlemen, Quack 'n'
awe is officially in progress
I assure you Quackie Chan,
your death will not be in vain.
You were born a bath toy.
You will die a hero.
Look at you, you
weaponized party favour.
You are beautiful.
[SIZZLING SOUNDS]
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