Suddenly, Druggie turns the gun on Abby. He wants proof she's shooting him up with the right sweet nectar. Eric starts toward Abby, which is always a good idea when you're dealing with an armed man who's jumpy and feeling a tad crabby. "Stay right there, Eric," Abby warns him levelly, flashing the Demerol label for Druggie. Meanwhile, this scene hasn't ended yet. Everyone's just standing around looking bored, as if Druggie's forcing Chen to get a manicure while Abby washes his hair. This hospital does have some Security people, even if they aren't numerous. Where are they? Eric watches nervously as Abby sticks Druggie with his precious juice. Chen eats her lip. He's getting what he came for, and since she's seen TV before, she knows what's coming: Phase Three, the dreaded, sappy, yet apparently indispensable Moment Where Irrational Anger Turns Profound. "Why'd you want to be a doctor?" Druggie asks Pratt calmly. "Was it the money?" Pratt shrugs that money certainly played into it. "What's the other part?" Druggie wonders. "It's complicated," Pratt says. "Explain it to me. I mean, you can't tell me you actually wanted to help people," Druggie laughs hollowly. "Or maybe you did, right? Maybe you all wanted to help people, but then little by little, you realized that there's just too many people to help." He releases Chen and heads for Abby, bending down to kiss her on the cheek. She squeezes her eyes shut. "Thank you," he leers. Carter looks irate. No one thanks his girlfriend for drugs but him. Druggie is about to leave, but he hasn't completed Phase Four, which is The Final Burst of Rage With A Sweeping Threat. "Remember this!" screams Druggie, waving the gun around at everyone. "For next time." He sweeps the gun past everyone one final time, completely fails to plug anyone full of sweet, sweet lead, and struts out of there in slow-motion with no blood on his hands. Bummer. Inside, Chen exhales for the first time in ten minutes, and hyperventilates while Carter and Abby swap "Um, I Guess We Should Look At Each Other Right Now" glances. We fade to black and pray we don't fade back up.