New York. Mark groggily awakens from surgery, now with gauze around his head. Mark correctly answers where he is and what day it is; Dr. Burke indicates Elizabeth and asks Mark if he knows who she is, and Mark mumbles, "I've never seen her before in my life." But he's kidding, worse luck. Dr. Burke performs some more quick tests on Mark's fingers and toes, and seems pleased by the results. Mark asks how the procedure went, and Dr. Burke says, "Fantastic. Resected the tumour with clean margins; chemotherapy wafers are in." Mark says, "No." Dr. Burke assures him, "Oh, sir! They're only tiny little thin ones!" "No. Fuck off, I'm full," Mark burbles. "Oh, sir...they're only wafer thin!" Dr. Burke promises. Mark relents. And then his head blows up. I wish. Elizabeth needles Mark that she was right, that he made it. Dr. Burke tells them both to get some rest. Elizabeth pulls up a stool and asks him if he remembers anything. Mark says, "Something about a baby?" Elizabeth reminds him about the discussion of boys' names as if we weren't already all bored comatose the last time, and Mark mumbles, "We're going to have a boy." Elizabeth gazes at him, trying for carnal love but, as usual, taking a wrong turn at sisterly affection.
Cath lab. Dan complains that he feels like someone parked a Volvo on his chest. He's still throwing PVCs. Luka tries repositioning his chest tube. Dan tells Luka again that he needs to speak to his wife, and Luka impatiently tells him that he'll talk to Debra, and that Dan should relax. ["You know, I've said it before, but I think it bears repeating -- Luka is wearing a gown over his street clothes, a surgical cap, and Elvis-impersonator sterile goggles. Everything is covered except his sideburns. The man is virtually invisible. And he's still hot. Okay, that's all." -- Sars] Dan regrets that he was arguing with CuteDean when the accident happened. Luka, showing more interest in Dan and his family than anyone at County has had thus far, asks how old CuteDean is; Dan says he's fifteen. Yeah, fifteen and sixty-three months. Luka muses, "[It's] part of being that age: he needs your support the most when he wants it the least." "You a dad?" Dan asks, apparently shocked that Luka's paying him any attention. After a beat, Luka mutters, "No." (Dude. So sad!) A nurse approaches and says that Debra wants to come in; a gowned and masked Dr. Kayson-Gorpley agrees, "For a minute." Debra enters, all gowned up. "You look like a nurse!" crows Dan. She giggles sort of sheepishly, and says that CuteDean's awake: "They took the tube out, he's breathing on his own, and...well, he's asking for a cheeseburger." Dan thanks god, and Debra glances around and notices that -- hey, her husband's been injured too. Huh. She asks him if he's okay, and he fills her in, adding that "the doctors" think that the blockage made him pass out, causing the accident. Well, actually, one doctor theorized that that's what could have caused the accident. I still happen to think you took your eyes off the road, since we saw you do it about forty times. Debra stutters an apology for the way she behaved earlier, and Dan tells her, "You thought I did it again." Because this is totally the right time and place. Not. Dr. Kayson tells her to leave, and the nurse who ushered her in ushers her out again. Dan tells Debra to tell CuteDean he'll see him soon. "You better," says Debra gently.