Terruh takes what the captioning describes as "gasping breaths," and takes off her mask. Mark tells her she needs to keep the mask on. She says she can't breathe. He tells her his name, and where she is, and that her father brought her there. He keeps trying to put the mask back on but she keeps pushing it away. She gasps, "Help me." He says he can give her some morphine to make her more comfortable. She shakes her head and says, "I don't want to die today." Mark -- probably still smarting from his mother's recent, unexpected death -- looks stricken. He asks her if she wants him to put her on a ventilator. She nods. He says, "There's a good chance you'll never come off of it." She gasps, "I don't. Want. To Die." He calls Lydia in and gives her a drug order. Lydia says, "You're going to intubate?" He says he is. She tells him Terruh's a D.N.R. Mark firmly replies, "Not anymore."
In the hall, Mark explains to a -- pretty justifiably -- angry Mr. Terruh why Mark has just put his daughter on a ventilator, in direct contravention of her D.N.R. order. Mr. Terruh's position is, essentially, that she's already been on plenty of machines, and she's had enough. Mark tells Mr. Terruh that he understands his feelings, but that she's over eighteen, and she clearly told him that she wanted to be on a ventilator.
Just then, the crushed construction worker comes through on a gurney. A paramedic gives the bullet. Weaver hears the part about a femur fracture and asks why a certain kind of splint wasn't used. The male paramedic says, "There was some debate about that," and Dr. Dave says, "We had to get him here." Weaver screeches, "You were in the field?" The male paramedic says, "Oh yeah -- super docs had him intubated." Carter has the good grace to look ashamed as he tells Weaver the patient wasn't breathing. Benton gets the bullet again. Weaver takes off.