Mark is giving test results to a very large man who I think is Jacques Renault from Twin Peaks; it's hard to tell because he's got a beard and hardly any lines. Anyway, Jacques is accompanied by his wife, who says, "I just talked to his cardiologist; he said he should have a treadmill test, and maybe an angiogram." Mark says, "He probably meant as an outpatient." Mrs. Renault snips, "He didn't say that," and Mark impatiently insists, "That's what he meant." To Jacques, Mark says, "Keep taking your medications as directed, and come back if there are any problems." "That's it?!" Mrs. Renault squeaks. "Make sure you see your cardiologist when you get back home," Mark adds. "You're not going to admit him to the hospital?" yelps Mrs. Renault. "Nope," chirps Mark, not meeting her eye. Jacques murmurs, "Georgia, honey, it's all right." Mrs. Renault yells, "I want him checked in!" "This isn't a hotel," Mark snits. To Jacques, Mrs. Renault says, "I told you we shouldn't have gone to a County hospital." Jacques tries to mollify her, but she yells at Mark, as he goes for the door, "Is there another doctor? I want a second opinion." Mark slowly turns back and snaps, "Okay! Here's your second opinion: your husband's overweight. He suffers from stable angina. He needs to stop drinking and smoking. He needs to lay off the pizza, burgers, and fries, and get some exercise. Otherwise, all the second opinions in the world are not going to keep him from dropping dead in the next two years." Mark smugs off. Jacques looks hurt. Not shown: Mrs. Renault taking out her address book and calling a lawyer.
Carter strides down the hall calling out orders, including telling Haleh to notify respiratory. Mark comes up behind him and asks what's going on; Carter tells him the paramedics are bringing in multiple victims of a basement fire -- people suffering from smoke inhalation, people crushed by falling debris, etc. -- and that there are too many victims to count.
Outside in the ambulance bay, personnel get the bullets on several patients; Doris tells Mark that there was "some kind of raid; a bunch of workers got trapped." People cry and scream; Mark directs traffic inside until Weaver says he's supposed to be off, and taking it easy. Mark replies that he can't afford to take it easy. She tells him to do triage. Morales is carrying a little girl who looks to be about four; he tells Lisa he found the girl alone. Lisa examines the girl and asks whether she's burned; all she has is a superficial laceration on her leg. In Spanish, she tells the paramedic that she wants her mother. Luka attends to a man suffering from smoke inhalation. Weaver helps out an INS officer whose pelvis was crushed. He's still conscious, and asks, "Did they get out?...We only got half of them out. They had the windows to the place barred shut." "What place?" Weaver asks. The agent explains, "We got a tip on an illegal sweatshop. We went to case it and it just started burning." Realization washes over Weaver's face, along with -- of course -- guilt. A cop car pulls up, and she stands still for a moment, stricken. Then Cindy Crawford starts pontificating about yogurt.