County. At the desk, Frank (ew, Frank) eats a sandwich and reads a magazine. Behind him, a middle-aged man in bed yells that he has to go to the bathroom. Unconcerned, Frank says that a nurse will help him. I.P. Non-Freely grits, "When?" Frank yells, "Soon," and then, spotting someone out of our visual range, growls, "You're late." Of course, the latecomer is "Dr." Dave Malucci. Frank says that Dr. Dave wouldn't have been late if Dr. Weaver were there. (But she isn't; her alter ego is busy directing this episode.) I.P. Non-Freely asks Dr. Dave to help him to the bathroom; Dr. Dave asks Frank to get I.P. Non-Freely a urinal, and Frank barks back that Dr. Dave should get a nurse to do it. Dr. Dave is too busy rushing to the ambulance-bay doors to attend to the evidently more interesting trauma on its way in. The short, male, Latino paramedic -- thank you, closed captions, for identifying him, at last, as "Morales" -- gives the bullet: "Frat boy. Jumped roof to roof. Didn't quite make it." Some lunkhead trailing behind the gurney defensively corrects Morales: "It's 'fraternity.'" Dr. Dave, no stranger to the effects of fine wine and spirits, asks Trailing Lunkhead, "Yeah, you had a few, man?" Trailing Lunkhead snickers that he "stopped counting yesterday." The guy on the gurney groans that he can't walk on either leg, and Trailing Lunkhead (who I now see is played by Zachery Ty Bryan, a.k.a. Brad from Home Improvement) blusters, "Reed, you baby, Pete's the one really messed up!"
In the trauma room, Pam tells Chen Reed's vitals, and moves aside. Peter "Electric Dreams" Benton enters and asks, "Fall from height?" Pam says it was from a second storey, maybe twenty feet. Brad (formerly Trailing Lunkhead) says that the losers couldn't clear six feet. Noting the cuts and scrapes on his face, Chen comments, "Looks like you had trouble, too." Brad replies that he was the only one who made it. Benton asks Reed how he fell, and Reed duhs, "I jumped!"
Oklahoma. Sally is dressed, her hair still wet, looking very haggard indeed. Lisa is using the washcloth to clean off the dresser. When the camera pulls back, we can see that Lisa's cleaned the whole room; the bedding is neatly folded in a stack beside Sally, and all the garbage has been collected. Clearly, she's used to performing damage control in order to protect Sally from (further) public humiliation. Carter enters with the food, saying there was no toast: "Hope you like biscuits." 'Cause they're in The South. Where people eat biscuits and grits and stand outside insane women's hotel rooms in their dirty jeans and baseball caps asking whether strangers are related to her. It's not like Chicago, see, where nothing bad ever happens and people know how to behave and how to eat. The South made Sally crazy, for heaven's sake! Carter greets Sally and reminds her of his name. Sally makes this exaggerated "whatever" smile, because she couldn't possibly care less who Carter is and whether they've met before. We can see, behind Carter, that there's some kind of filth on the wall; it's too dark in the room to see of what nature it is, though. I'm guessing flung food. Lisa continues bustling about cleaning, and Carter tells her she doesn't have to: "I gave the guy a little extra money for the mess." Lisa appears not to hear him, and continues cleaning -- almost manically, one might say. Carter tells her again that he took care of it, and she finally straightens up. He asks if she's hungry; she says she's not, but that Sally needs to eat. She pulls a chair up to the foot of the bed and opens one of the styrofoam food containers, telling Sally it's time to eat. Sally refuses, like a petulant child. Lisa dishes up a forkful and holds it out for Sally to eat; Sally bats at it and the food lands on the floor. Lisa angrily says, "Okay, well, we're ready to go, then," making a complete waste of the giant box of food Carter just brought back. There's some back and forth about whether Sally's staying in the motel room or coming back to Chicago with them; Lisa finally tries to end the deadlock by getting all up in Sally's grill and yelling, "Get up! Get off the bed, now!" Carter says Lisa's name in a warning tone, and Lisa looks back at him, intensely, giving him a single cautioning head-shake, all, "You're out of your element, Donny!" Lisa turns back to Sally and says that if she won't leave, they'll have to carry her out to the car. She orders Carter to do so. Sally cries variations on "let me stay" and "why won't you let me stay?" for, like, five minutes as they leave the room and get into the car. "Seat belt?" Carter asks. "No. Just go," says Lisa. They peel out. Okay, so, Lisa didn't want the local authorities to deal with her mother, presumably because she thought they'd be too mean and rough. Unlike Lisa's TLC here? Lisa is so resentful and mean -- not that I blame her, but I should think that was all the more reason for Lisa to abdicate the responsibility to someone else. I don't see how what Lisa's done so far is any less disruptive than anything the cops might have done. And Carter got stuck with the bill.