Back in the ER, we see over Doug's shoulder that people are standing around in clusters, looking worried. Lydia passes by him and shoots him a brief, reproachful look. The camera wheels around to show us Doug's lovely face; he clenches his jaw, looking freaked out. Susan and Mark appear, and flank him. "Did you hear?" Doug asks huskily. Mark says they did: "She's on her way. It's incredible." Doug, all shattered: "I don't know how...this happened. To her, of all people." "I don't know," Mark offers, unhelpfully. Mark taps Doug briefly on the shoulder and moves toward the desk. As sirens outside get louder, Mark exhorts everyone to "break it up" and get back to work. Everyone kind of snaps out of it. An ambulance opens its doors and two paramedics pull a bed out of it. Mark shoves through a crowd of looky-loos, barking, "Come on, what do you expect to see?" He meets the incoming bed, yelling at everyone again to get back to work. Mark directs the paramedics into a room, and the camera finally pans down to show us that the patient is Carol. Doctors and nurses hurry in, and an unseen woman gasps, "Oh my God, it is Hathaway!"

After the non-commercial un-break, we fade up on the same shot of Carol's unconscious face as everyone buzzes around her. They lift her onto the bed; Mark calls for them to undress her. Mark, this is really neither the time nor the place. An anonymous nurse cuts Carol's jeans off her with a pair of scissors, while another gets a gown ready. I hope those weren't jeans Carol really liked. Maybe they were -- maybe she figured she'd die in her very favourite jeans, and then she's going to wake up and be all, "Not only am I a failure as a suicide, but my favourite jeans are ruined. Thanks a lot, Mark." From the doorway, Doug watches, looking heartbroken, but doesn't participate. Some people work, grimly and mostly silently; apparently every single other person who works in the ER -- including Jerry -- stands around watching. Mark asks the young blonde woman who accompanied Carol to the hospital whether she knows what Carol took; the woman sobs that Carol "just went into the medicine cabinet," adding, "We've got a lot of stuff around." Mark pointlessly repeats that Blondie -- Carol's roommate -- has no idea what Carol took, just to make Blondie feel especially helpless and useless. Nice job, Mark. Mark demands a drug screen on Carol right away, adding a drug order. Nurse Anonymous asks whether Mark wants to "pump her," and...again, not the time or place. Oh, she means, does Mark want to pump Carol's stomach? He does. Cut to Doug in the doorway, still looking breathless and sad. Mark tells Malik to call Neuro, and the nursing supervisor. He tersely asks Blondie whether she's called Carol's family; Blondie cries that she didn't know Carol's family: "We were only roommates three weeks." Lydia asks Blondie why Carol did it. Mark lectures, "It doesn't matter why she did it. We don't ask that about any other OD that comes through these doors; we don't ask it about this one." A call for someone to withhold judgment? A call that comes...from Mark? Now I've seen everything.