Turner comes back into the ER and tells Wilford Brimley that his tests came back negative -- what he has is probably gastrointestinal. "You people are hacks!" the patient says angrily, and all of the City of Angels staff writers look up and go "huh?" before Steven Bochco whacks them on the head with a rolled-up newspaper so they'll get back to work. Brimley again threatens that the hospital will lose accreditation if they don't get him to the heart lab immediately. Harris tells Turner to comply and Turner backs down while Wilford Brimley continues puffing on the oxygen mask.
Cut to Breakfast Cart Guy, my favorite bit of comic relief, who is rolling down the hallway wearing a big, pointy ski hat. He runs into one of the Jayko committee members who is wearing a really, really loud yellow business suit. I mean, this thing is so loud that the hatchet in Mabry's skull is reverberating from the sound waves coming off this suit. Breakfast Cart Guy notices this too, because when she stops him to ask questions, he smiles goofily at her. She asks him to point out the nearest fire extinguisher, which he's able to do: it's down the hall, to the left. She asks what he would do if there were a fire. He gives a very correct answer about coordinating a patient transfer with the nurses. But because he's comic relief, he adds, "But it would be a whole lot easier if we all had yellow canary suits like yours so we could fly out the window." He then makes chirping sounds. Bamboo Heather laughs, but then again she's made of bamboo and granite.