3:15 AM. Mark is back on the phone in the hall outside Jodi's room, saying, "Why can't I just send her up? She's inches away and the epidural's wearing off." He pauses to hear the answer, and then demands, "Well, then find Drake. Hurry up!" He slams down the phone and hurries back into Jodi's room. She's yelling the way she was before her epidural; clearly things aren't going well, but she still has the presence of mind to inform Sean, "You know that fantasy you have about me quitting work, staying home, and having a bunch of kids? Forget it -- this is it!" Susan is still monitoring the monitor; Mark checks it and determines that they need to deliver. He gets arm-deep into Jodi's wonderfulness and pronounces her "fully dilated, 100% effaced. It's time to start to push." Jodi breathlessly asks, "Already?...Here?" Mark gives her a yes on both counts. Before they get down to it, Mark quietly asks Carter to "run and get Carol." He does so. Presently, Jodi sits bolt upright, clutching her belly, and gasping sharply. Sean tries to soothe her, saying, "I love you so much!" "SHUT UP!" she screams, before flopping back down on the bed.
Carol and Carter run down the hall to Jodi's room. They spot Chen coming toward them, and Carol yells to Chen, "Get a baby warmer and a newborn resuscitation tray in three, stat!" Chen takes off running (really dorkily, I might add).
In Jodi's room, Jodi's pushing as Sean counts. Now Lydia is assisting as well, and helps Mark to spread a clean sheet over Jodi's legs. Carol enters and tells Lydia, "Welcome back." "Did I go home?" Lydia asks ruefully. Sean starts counting again.
Some time later (everyone around the bed is in a different position, and Mark is gowned whereas he wasn't before), Sean finishes counting ten (again). Jodi yells that she isn't ready to be a mother. Mark tells her to bear down, and Jodi moans, "I can't -- it's going to tear me apart!" In the background, a new piece of equipment is wheeled into the room by an unseen nurse or orderly. Sean starts counting again.
More time goes by. Jodi begs, "Get it out!" Mark tells Carter to "go up to OB and drag Drake down! Tell him to bring some forceps, okay? Go!" As Chen eavesdrops, Mark tells Susan, "She's not progressing. The baby's heart rate's dangerously low. I'm going to start the pudendal block." Boy, that doesn't sound like something I would enjoy having done to me -- especially when we get a shot of the needle used to administer it. That needle is big.