Mark carries a tray of french toast into the living room and sets it before Holling, who is lying in bed looking...well, really, really bad. He's very pale -- even his hair looks pale -- his skin has a very unhealthy waxy sheen to it, and his eyes and mouth are slack. As Mark moves the bed up to put Holling in a sitting position, he asks whether Holling wants the TV on. "No," Holling growls. Mark asks him to lean forward so that he can slide a pillow behind Holling's back, and Holling groans at the effort it requires. Mark asks whether Holling is in pain, and Holling says he is when he takes a breath. Um. Whoa. Mark says it's probably pleurisy from his recent pneumonia, and prepares a syringe with Toradol. Mark asks Holling whether he's hungry, and Holling moans, "NO," in a tone that suggests that they've already had this exchange several times. Mark tries to jolly him into eating, even putting a bite of toast on a fork and holding it in front of Holling's mouth. Holling takes the fork, bites a tiny crumb off the chunk of french toast, and chews it joylessly. Mmm, french toast. I really have to start eating breakfast before I try to write these damn things.

Back at the hospital, Dr. Dave, Conni, and Abby "Lisa" Lockhart work on another older gentleman who's having trouble breathing. As Dr. Dave and Lisa go over what she's already done to treat him, Conni yells out that his pulse ox is dropping, so Dr. Dave tells her to prepare to intubate the patient, and then explains to the patient himself what they're going to do. "Anything to help me breathe," the patient manages, and settles back down on the bed. Dr. Dave tells Lisa, "This one's a little tough," and asks, "You ever done a C-O-P-Der before?" Lisa says she's never tubed anybody, so Dr. Dave tells her "it's time to step up to the plate," but doesn't add, "How about a scrunchy, there, slugger?" As they get into position, Carter appears in the hall with a TV on an a/v cart and yells, "I heard you guys had a patient in respiratory distress?" Wearily, Dr. Dave tells Carter, "We're on top of it," and that he was just about to take Lisa through an intubation. Carter brightly replies, "Good. Then we can try this new airway cam." Carter puts a little hat thingy on Lisa's head that has a camera mounted right between her eyes, and explains that as she works, the camera will display what she sees on the TV screen. Dr. Dave pronounces the device "cool," and hands Lisa the metal guide. When she looks at him, his image appears on the screen-within-the-screen, and he chirps, "Hi, Mom!" Okay, that was kind of cute. Carter gives Dr. Dave an order, and Dr. Dave makes a face, presumably in response to the way Carter has completely shanghai-ed Dr. Dave's own patient.