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

the injections and the IV.

Forget it. 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, ten 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.

There are others here who would like

to make a name for themselves off this.

Seems a shame that the people

with the ability don't have the nerve.

We'll be there.

Speak for yourself, Joseph.

It'll be dramatic.

You'll cry, faint, puke at best.

But then what?

Frankly, I don't think

you have the balls.

You just bring the equipment.

I'll bring my balls.

Did you hear about Labraccio?

It's a four-month suspension.

It won't even affect your scholarship.

Forget it!

I'm outta 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.

Goddamn it, she was dying!

I saved her life.

What would you have done?

Why take it personally?

Of course they'll make you an example.

They have to protect their insurance.

They'll ask you back next term.

Doesn't matter. Given

the same situation, I would do it again.

I know.

That's why I need you there tonight.

There are a few people I would like

to kill, but you are not one of them.

I don't want to 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. I can't do that.

Great. Why don't you just walk away?

Go climb a mountain.

I don't understand you. You burned

your career today on a stranger.

Now you're turning your back

on a friend.

I'm real sorry about

what happened today. I really am.

What are my chances of making it back

without you?

So don't do it.

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?

The bed.

Thank God he called a specialist.

No lectures.

Why did I expect that after

you got engaged you might grow up?

Did it dawn on you

I'm trying to work things out...

recording adventures

before a life of monogamy?

It never dawned on me.

But the words "p*ssy marauder"

do pop into mind occasionally.

What the hell are we doing here?

This is good-bye med school,

good-bye career.

Chill out. $10 says he doesn't do it.

Shits his drawers and we're out of here.

Not those lights!

Security will come running.

Set up over the grate.

I got the boiler going.

- You really gonna do this?

- Just humor the man.

Take me down with nitrous, sodium

pentathol and a refrigerated blanket.

I've got chilled D5W in the cooler.

When my body temperature hits 86 degrees

you'll hit me with 200 joules.

The electric current will stop my heart.

When the heart is dead...

take the mask off.

Where's Manus?

Shut the door.

I'm going to draw 20cc's.

You handle the injections.

When the EEG flatlines and

the brain is dead, I'll be exploring.

Give me 30 seconds.

Put the blanket on to warm.

Take me up to 93 degrees slowly.

Inject 1cc of adrenaline.

At one minute, Joe,

come in with the defibs...

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