D1: Mrs. Willis in 4 needs a CBC. The man in 5 is a rule-out MI waiting for cardiac enzymes and another 12 units. Dr. Ross is in 3, sleeping it off. Why don't you wake up him and get him out of there. I need a uric acid—You know what's this is all about?
D2: Building collapsed in the loop. They're sending us a dozen hot ones.
D1: Yeah, well, who's on?
D2: Just us.
D1: OK, forget all that. Call Susan Lewis. Call the 7th and 8th floor. Tell them we need anybody they can spare. Why don’t you do that now?
N1: Take him to Trauma Room 2.
N2: What's your name, sir? Can you tell me your name?
N1: Next to 3. That way.
P: Which way?
N1: That way!