Carter is surprised to see Pratt back at work. "A guy can only play so much X-Box," Pratt replies. Tell that to every college kid in the country. Carter wonders if he's experienced headaches or dizziness, but Pratt insists that he's just fine and wouldn't miss July for the world: "New interns, new med students -- I know more than the newbies this time of year." Then there's an awkward exchange where Carter asks about Chen. "I think she's good," Pratt hedges. When Carter asks if Pratt has spoken to her, Pratt is saved by the yell.
The yell of a paramedic, that is: A twenty-four year-old stabbing victim has arrived, and he is shouting up a storm. In particular, he seems to feel that he is not a victim. His pierced bowels probably disagree. Nonetheless, Non-Victim insists that he is bulletproof and thrashes around in the hope of being released. Pratt assures Carter that he can take care of "Bulletproof Monk here," and wow, is that a culturally irrelevant reference. What's next? A Super Trooper?
Luka is on his way out for the day, but first he stops to see if Sam wants to hang out later. "Maybe," she says. "Alex has a soccer game. Steve talked him into signing up, but he never stuck around long enough to see any of the games." I presume she means that he talked Alex into it in other cities, and that Alex kept signing up to do it in new places just because he wanted Steve's approval. Otherwise, it's awfully revisionist of the Chicago days -- she left first. Luka winks that he'll call her later.
Shane West ambles over in the guise of "Ray" -- meaning, he threw a lab coat over whatever he wore to set that day. Carter hands him a drunk guy who was found on the street with a blood-alcohol level of five hundred. Apparently, the guys has to sober up before Neurosurgery will take a look at him, and MRI is too booked to take him. "What am I supposed to do?" Ray asks. "Babysit," Carter smirks. "Hang a banana bag, and I would hunt around for a mop and bucket." Frank chortles at this, so Ray bets him forty bucks that he gets the drunk into MRI in twenty minutes. Frank starts the clock. What follows is a really lame, unfunny, and I think badly constructed montage of "wackiness" that's driven by overly aggressive "funny" music, all showcasing Ray's craaaaaazy bet with Frank. But the problem is, I only barely understand what Ray does, and it doesn't make me think he's charming, smart, irreverent, or interesting. In a nutshell: Ray checks out a nurse while he calls MRI and gets rejected; he snags someone I think is a technician and asks for the MRI schedule, and then studies it with glee; he steals two med students from Abby; he takes them upstairs and delivers the clunkiest of expository lines ("I heard you had a good one up here in the ICU..." -- because of course real doctors always have to remind themselves where they are), and then he apparently jiggers with the schedule, sending his students to work up a guy who has other problems, and then stealing that MRI spot for his drunk. Except that's a better explanation that the way it was written. Also, the nurse gives Ray googly eyes for no apparent reason -- this is how we know he's "appealing." The whole thing was totally unfunny. But he wins his forty dollars, so bully for boring, fugly Ray.