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Someone help us! What the? God, I love this job. Mr. Crossley, you need to put your wife down. I'm not putting her down. If I put her down, she goes out. We're doctors. We can help. Show him, honey. I can't fill a pole starting CPR. I'll grab a crash cart. What the hell? Now get us a real damn doctor! So, Mrs. Crossley, you went home, you were feeling fine, you had a coughing spasm, and then you passed out? She slipped when I tried to pick her up, so I just grabbed her by her ankles. And she regained consciousness. Please tell me I don't have to spend the rest of my life upside down. Oh, your coughing episode knocked the ventricular lead from your pacemaker loose. We're gonna have to open you back up and reposition the lead. I'm prepping or not you. Looks like I'm the one who's got the portable monitor. I'm the one that's got her leads. I got the chart. Excuse me. Can I... You don't get to steal this from me. You stole the transmit from me. I'm sorry, but I... Can you guys just hold on one second? Oh, too late. I'm done. Oh, my God. Pull it out. Pull it out. What? You hooked her O2 to the IV. No, no, no, no, no, no. If an air embolus gets into her heart, it'll kill her. What? Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God. What's going on? They're trying to kill me. That's what's going on. This was not just my fault. Sure as hell wasn't mine. You could have killed her. I understand competition and drive, but you two, you need to figure out how to work together, and you better do it fast. You're both off my service. I think you want better. You're both banned from the OR until further notice. What was ending on what I've been next?