Medical Center. Kenchy pushes buttons on the found sonogram machine -- kind of makes you wonder if there's anything else in that hospital basement that escaped [The Pulse That Dare Not Speak Its Name]. The basements in Jericho are clearly magical. Bonnie dashes up with an IV bag of clear liquid. Kenchy barely looks at it or her and says, "Yeah, Vancomycin, good. Start a drip two-hundred-fifty milligrams IV." Bonnie, who couldn't see his lips, doesn't know what he said, and as she hesitates, Kenchy impatiently grabs the bag away and proceeds to do it himself. Jake limps in at high speed and says he's found four O-neg donors. I'll bet Jake is all of them. Because he's Jake. Everyone does medical fussing over April, and none of the results are good. Bonnie looks at Mimi anxiously; she shrugs sympathetically, unable to tell her what's going on. The baby shows up on the monitor, and both Meddie and Kenchy freeze at the sight. Mom tensely asks what he sees. "Placenta previa," Kenchy says shortly. "What's that?" Jake asks. He's asking for the rest of us; he already knows what it is. Because he's Jake. It means that the placenta is covering the entire cervix, and Kenchy can't tell where the bleeding is coming from until they operate. Cue Kenchy's first breakdown. He rips off his gloves and says he can't perform an operation in these conditions. After Jake asks why, Kenchy says, "I've have been through this more times than you can imagine." Jake points out that they've all been through a lot, and pleads, "Just tell us what you need!" Because whatever it is, Jake will make it happen. Because he's Jake. "I've seen hundreds of people die because of dirty facilities and infection and because I didn't have the proper medicine or equipment that I needed," says Kenchy. "I'm not doing it again. You can find yourself another butcher." Jake is going to be that butcher, right? Because he did the tracheotomy? And because he's Dr. Jake Ramoray!