Things aren't going too well for Bobby. I say this because he's got an elaborate design painted in blood on his torso. They start compressions, but he's been down for over half and hour, and no one's got any hope left but Abby. Wow, there's a reversal. "We could shock him into sinus," Abby suggests. Elizabeth shoots down this idea. "He walked in here! He was talking to me!" Abby protests. Elizabeth shakes her head. He's gone. To punctuate it, an anvil drops onto his heart that reads, "Got Med-School Aspirations?" Pratt calls the time of death, and Abby deflates. Susan asks her to locate the family, and they leave Abby alone to cover up the corpse. She does, treating us to a really splendid view of scissors sticking out of Bobby's open and dead chest. It's very Dead Again.
Neela and Coop assist a man to a curtain. He was sanding something and fell off his ladder, twisting his ankle and maybe breaking his collarbone. As they investigate, a cloud of dust explodes from his shirt. "What were you sanding?" Coop chokes. "The hull of a boat," he replies. "Fiberglass?" gapes Coop, grabbing his inhaler and sucking for dear life. Neela tries not to be turned on by this. Susan notices the commotion and tells Neela to give him an albuterol treatment so that he can help her clear the board.
Elle's cardiologist tells Susan that Elle has primary pulmonary hypotension. That's got too many syllables to be good news. "Tough break. Seemed like a nice kid," he says, leaving. Susan peers at Elle again and sighs.
Pratt rattles off a list of things for Abby to do. "What, am I the only nurse working tonight?" she grouses. It's heading into night already? It was just barely 1 PM a second ago. What's going on? I miss The Graphic of Helping Recappers Navigate Our Skewed Sense of Time. Pratt exposits that Romano fired the six extras who showed up on set today to follow Lydia and Conni around. Abby's appalled at how understaffed that leaves them. Pratt knows it. He then apologizes for not cracking Bobby's chest earlier. He's surprisingly cavalier about it, considering that he's essentially admitting that he might've thrown away this kid's life by not listening to her. "And for what it's worth, I think it's Carter's loss," Pratt adds before peeling off to go his own way. Abby stops dead in her tracks. "WHAT?" she gapes.