Luka's and Susan's patient goes into asystole, just as Yosh announces that a courier from Mercy can have the Pyridoxine there in ten minutes. They halt compressions and stare hopefully at the monitors, but the beeps are ominous and reveal that they've been unable to help her. "Turn up the gain," Susan orders, but that doesn't reflect any positive change. She tells Luka to resume compressions, which he does, but he looks well aware of the futility of it all. Yosh exposits that the woman's heart hasn't beat for thirty-five minutes. "Her pH is 6.8," Yosh says sadly as Luka offers to keep going. Susan ruefully calls it. "We'll never get her back," she sighs. "Stop CPR. Put the husband in a quiet room. I'll be right there." Cut to a long shot of the room, so that Susan and Luka can walk out toward the camera. He compliments her on the pickup, saying he'd never have caught that. "Lot of good it did," Susan says, depressed. They part company as we fade to commercial.
Abby makes her familiar walk to the front desk, wryly asking Carter whether he feels better. "The boys bounce back quick," Carter says, fervently hoping Abby will interpret this as a nod to his sexual stamina. Before she can throw herself at him, Carter winces and complains that he may have tweaked his back again. Abby wonders whether a doctor should examine it, "or your front." Carter ignores this. They tend to his elderly female patient, who is puking into a yellow container and who, of course, must have a comical mix-up involving American slang and the phrase "tossing cookies." Stanley scampers over to apologize to Carter, offering to order an x-ray for Carter's crotch. Carter declines. "It could be somatic dysfunction at the myofascial junction," Stanley posits, adding that he studied alternative medicine in Hong Kong. "I could try a muscle energy technique." Basically, he's offering to grope Carter's balls. Carter refuses Stanley's very sincere attempts to peek inside his trousers.