Mr. Fossen's trauma room. Jargon blah jargon. Napolitano asks Luka whether Mr. Fossen will live, and Luka says he probably will, since none of the bullets hit "vital structures." "After five shots?" Napolitano spits. Luka says, "Some guys get lucky." Napolitano gets in Mark's face to recap, "Nineteen shot. Eight -- maybe nine -- dead. He's lucky we didn't take him down." Napolitano leaves. Lydia enters and tells Mark that Elizabeth's on the phone for him. He asks her to get it. Mr. Fossen's blood pressure goes up. Lydia holds the phone to Mark's ear; he says her name, and Elizabeth anxiously asks him what's going on. He asks where she was. She says she was at the farmer's market: "I came home, there are police in the house and the front door's been kicked in." Mark says he told them to. She asks why, and he says it's a long story. She pissily asks, "You're not going to tell me what happened?" Mark says, "Nothing. Just a bit of a scare." She confirms that he's all right; he says he is, and that he'll call her later. She says she told the cops to stay until she'd called him. He tells her the cops can leave now. She asks again whether he's not going to tell her what's going on; he says he'll tell her later, and that everything's okay. She lies, "I love you." He says, "Me too." Lydia hangs up. Mr. Fossen glares at Mark.

Weaver is upstairs as Romano and the surgical team wheel Adele out of the OR. They jargon. Romano asks whether they've found his girlfriend, Elizabeth, and Weaver tells him she's fine. Romano sighs, "Oh, good." Weaver asks about Adele's paralysis, and Romano says he won't know for twenty-four hours. Romano asks what the deal is with the latest patient. Weaver jargons the answer. We won't see this new one again, so it doesn't matter. Romano calls for a nurse to clear the OR, and says he'll be back. Weaver follows, saying she needs to talk to him.