Abby, Dubenko, Jake, Susan, and Sam are working on a patient, who appears to be crashing. Weaver walks in and cheerfully asks if their "drunk vs. screwdriver guy is having some more trouble." Susan says darkly that it isn't the screwdriver guy. Weaver, undeterred, says that she heard he was still in the ER, so she assumed there was some emergency keeping him there. Dubenko says that their current patient is "motorcycle vs. tree guy." Weaver tells Jake that the patient is bleeding in the head and belly, and asks what his plan is. Jake closes his eyes to think, and says that they need a quick head CT before going to the OR for an ex-lap. Weaver says, "Good call...if you want him to bleed out in the scanner." Abby and Susan both kind of roll their eyes, like, "Um, we're trying to save a patient here. It's hardly time for a pop quiz." Weaver continues to quiz Jake, who is busy working and can't answer. She asks Abby the question instead, and Abby says she doesn't know. Finally, Dubenko answers, and Weaver looks pissed.
As everyone continues working quickly, preparing to put in a chest tube, Weaver says to Jake, "Stop what you're doing. Have you even read about this procedure?" Jake is silent. Abby reports that she supervised Jake putting in a chest tube last week. Weaver asks if Abby taught him always to insert a gloved finger and feel lung tissue before inserting the tube. But halfway through the sentence, Weaver loses her cool and has to hesitate and stop herself from crying. Maybe she needs to take a break or something. Jake can't tell Weaver why he would do that, so Weaver lists off the reasons. Susan turns and says sternly, "Kerry, I think we can take this from here." Weaver realizes she's in over her head and says she's sure they can before stomping out. Everyone glances around, and Sam says smirkily, "That was fun." Susan asks Abby why Weaver is so pissed off at the two of them, and gets silence in reply.
Carter checks out a woman with neck pain, as Neela assists. The woman says that she helped her brother to move, and aggravated an old injury. Her husband reports that she had an MRI last year and has three slipped disks. Carter asks if there are "any neuro findings." Neela says there aren't. The husband keeps butting in with more details. Neela suggests ordering morphine, but the woman says immediately that it makes her sick to her stomach. The husband insists that Demerol is the only thing that will work. Weaver walks up and overhears this last bit. Carter says that they could try another drug, Toradol, but the woman claims she allergic, and the husband insists again on Demerol. Weaver walks off, and Carter says they'll be right back.