[engines humming]
[phone vibrating]
Hey.
Hi, Zanna. Hey. I'm glad you answered.
Ben?
Okay.
Nuria Kastorf Hospital, ER Charge Nurse. How can I help you?
Hello. How are you?
Ben?
- [Freddie] Hey, Zanna? - Just a sec.
[Zanna] Hey. Is Kian with you?
Yeah, he's keeping watch.
[person] I don't know.
- [Freddie] Zanna! - One moment!
[Zanna] How are you?
Shitty.
- [phones vibrating, beeping] - [Freddie] Zanna!
Hold for a sec, okay?
[alarms blaring]
- [Freddie] Berlin disaster warning. - [Zanna] What the hell?
[Freddie] Major fire in Neukölln!
[alarms blaring]
EMERGENCY ALARM Fire at paper waste factory site
Zanna?
You still there?
[Freddie] Activate all emergency services immediately!
[Ben] Zanna?
- [horns blaring] - [sirens wailing]
Kian?
Get up! Venti's on fire!
[dispatcher] All available units to the blaze in Neukölln.
1501. I repeat: calling all units.
1501.
BERLIN ER
[exhales]
[sirens wailing in distance]
[Dom] Are you okay? Need anything?
No, thanks. We're cool.
[rescue worker] Everyone out!
You two over there, yes, yes, please!
Sorry, were you in the club? How many are still inside?
[victim] Help!
[rescue worker] We need to clear the emergency area.
- [rescue worker] Get out! - [victim] Help!
[rescue worker] Get out, everyone!
[person] Fire! Call the fire department.
- [clamoring] - [victim] Help!
Hey! We need help!
Cynthia, look at me. Hey! You'll be fine.
- Do you need help? - Look at me.
Yeah?
- Yes. - I'm a doctor. Can I?
[person] Get out!
Okay, heavy bleeding...
Can you lift your sweater?
Let me lift your sweater.
[person] Michael, where are you?
What's your name?
[stutters] Cynthia.
- Cynthia. - Cynthia? Cynthia, I'm Dom.
You'll be okay. We can do this, okay?
What happened?
The ceiling caved in downstairs.
[groaning]
- What's your name? - Naomi.
- Naomi? - Yeah.
Are there still a lot of people down there?
- Yeah, loads. - Yeah?
[Naomi] Yeah.
Give me your hand.
[Naomi] Half of them are still dancing.
Press here as hard as you can.
Then, very slowly, take your friend outside
- and wait until someone comes, okay? - [Naomi] Okay.
- Stay together until someone comes! Okay? - [Cynthia] Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Good.
There's the exit.
Now! Go!
[Naomi] Come on.
Out, get out! There's the way out. Go!
[person in background] That's the way out.
We need to go!
Faster!
That's the way out, over there!
[muffled dance music playing]
[people cheering]
- [Ben] Wait, wait! - No, not a chance!
[grunts] I'm coming with you.
There's no way you're working, Ben.
I'll be back once I'm done.
No, you're wrong. I can work.
You're staying here.
Okay?
Do you understand me?
- [sirens wailing] - [helicopters whirring]
Yeah. Fine.
[door closes]
Fuck!
[muffled dance music playing]
[chattering]
You need to get out. It's not safe!
You have to go out! Come on!
[firefighter] 1501 now on location, we're going in....
[Dom] Hey.
[dispatcher] Go in to support Unit 1204....
[firefighter] Evacuate the building!
Everyone out!
Out! Get out!
Everyone out!
- [firefighter] Out! - [Dom] Finally!
You need to get out!
I know. I'm a doctor. I'm here to help!
- You can't help. Get out. - Just go!
- [firefighter 2] Everyone out! - [music stops]
- Evacuate the building! - [people groaning]
[crashing]
[screaming]
[distorted screaming, clamoring]
[muffled] We've got to get out now.
[person] I don't know if my son's still in there.
- There's still people... - We can't help anyone
if the whole place collapses.
- Come with me. - Give me your backpack.
Give me your backpack!
[person] Help, please!
[person 2] I don't know what to do!
[EMT] Where are you going? You're crazy!
[Zanna] Hello, everyone.
It's gonna get pretty crowded in a minute.
So if you don't mind, could you please sit on the right side?
Thank you, thank you.
So, Jenny?
Four departments are sending ten people.
Okay, great. We need more ventilators, transport equipment, and more beds, okay?
More of everything. Then come inside.
Okay.
What the hell's going on?
A part of the Venti Club caved in. It's just around the corner.
They're sending most of the patients to us.
[Beck] We need to divert the patients.
We can't possibly admit everyone.
Divert them where?
They're already here.
Make yourself useful.
[sirens wailing]
[firefighter] 1501 requesting support.
[dispatcher] Requesting reinforcements.
- [siren wailing] - Come with me.
Somebody help here!
[firefighter] Let's go! Let's go!
[dispatcher] Neukölln Control Center calling all units:
please distribute patients to all hospitals in the area.
Thank you.
[radio beeps]
[dispatcher 2] 71204, received.
Hey. You okay?
[Olivia] Yeah.
Just my first run without Olaf.
[Philippa] You'll be all right.
[person] Help! Help!
- [dispatcher] 1504, where are you? - [clamoring]
[dispatcher 2] 71204, ETA two minutes.
Two minutes.
[person 2] Can I get somebody over here, please?
We need help here, please!
[dispatcher] Backup requested at the rear entrance, north of the river.
Hey! Over here! You can follow me, please!
[Olivia] Yeah.
Hey, clear the way up there!
[dispatcher] We have people in the river.
Requesting assistance from River Control.
[person in distance] Help! Help!
Somebody help!
[paramedic] Trauma bay!
[screaming]
Don't rush. Go slowly.
Oxygen for Dr. Beck, and where is my trauma surgeon?
[Emina] Trauma surgeon in the room.
[Zanna] Hi, can you hear me?
Okay. Jenny, how long has this patient been in here?
I don't have a clue.
It's a war zone here.
[siren wails in distance]
[patient screams]
[patient] I just want it to stop!
Shit.
[patient] Can anybody help me?
If I could have everyone's attention for a minute, please!
I need those of you who can stand and walk on their own
to please step through this door into the waiting area.
No running.
You'll be treated as soon as we can get to you.
Thank you in advance.
[Zanna sighs]
May-Lee...
you'll put on this beautiful yellow vest,
and grab two nurses for triage in the admissions area.
No one comes into this department without a pre-examination.
Please tag all patients in well-visible areas.
Ankle, wrist, you know the drill.
We've got green for minor injuries. They'll wait in the admissions area.
We have yellow for head injuries, open fractures, and burns.
They'll need to be treated urgently but can wait for a bit.
Red: breathing problems, wounds with active bleeding...
They need immediate treatment. Take them to the trauma bay,
or, if the trauma bay is full, which is very likely,
then leave them outside.
Boss, where do you need me?
Let me think.
Help me with the reds.
If we split up, we'll have a better chance.
Got it. You come with me!
If anyone doesn't know what they're supposed to do,
come talk to me.
- Any questions? - [patient screams]
No? Let's go.
- [Nezire] Dr. Parker? - Yeah?
Here.
[panting]
My goddamn water just broke.
[whimpering]
[Zanna] But that's great!
Uh...
We need someone to take you upstairs.
I'll take her.
No, no. I need you down here.
Um, wait a sec.
Dr. Beck!
Steffen!
Her contractions are starting. Could you please take her upstairs?
- Thank you. - I'm so sorry.
- No, no. - It's okay.
Please bring a healthy baby into this world. Okay?
- Don't worry. - Let's go.
[whimpers]
- [Freddie] Zanna! - Yeah?
- We need you in here. - [Zanna] Coming.
[Juri] Okay, we've got a range of different injuries!
Burns, crush injuries, fractures...
- [patient screaming] - Third-degree burns coming through!
[screaming]
Careful, please. Make way. Paramedics coming through!
[patient crying]
[Juri] First, we have a severely injured male.
A doctor is with him.
Okay. We go in from up there. Got it?
[Philippa] Let's unstrap the stretcher for the stairs.
[Olivia] On one, two, three...
Careful!
[Olivia] Dr. Kohn?
What are you doing here?
[Dom] He has multiple rib fractures.
Uh, spontaneous breathing...
I've started infusions, left and right.
He needs to go right now.
- What's your name? - Sophia.
[Olivia] Okay, Sophia. What happened?
I don't know. Everyone was running and he tripped
and those idiots just stomped right on top of him.
Is he stable enough to be moved?
I don't know.
But you've got to try.
[crashing]
[Juri] We've got to evacuate the entire building!
Get these people out now! Right now!
- Can you make it from here? - We're taking over.
[Juri] Now! Go, go, go!
Move!
Hey! Hey, you!
Where you going?
Stay here!
You can't go that way!
There's still people in there!
[Juri groans]
[Juri] If you're not back in ten minutes, I'll send someone to get you!
[sirens wail in distance]
[sirens wailing]
Okay.
[firefighter] Hold on to us, okay? We got you.
[person] Help!
I can't find my girlfriend.
[people shouting]
- [firefighter] Juri! - [Juri] Hey!
[victim coughs]
Hey!
Out! Now!
What about them?
Listen up, Doc.
We're leaving now.
[thud]
[person] Help!
[thud]
[person] Hey! Help!
Hello?
[thud]
[person] Help me!
Here, take the respirator.
[thud]
Hello!
Can you hear us?
[person] Help!
[Juri] We're coming your way.
[thudding]
[screaming]
POLICE
[moaning, coughing]
[Juri] Pull him out!
Now!
[officer screams]
Come on!
Fucking hell!
Let's go, Doctor. Out, now!
[officer screams]
[Juri] Let's go!
- [officer screams] - [Juri] Come on!
What's your name, man?
Axel. Axel Witte.
[Juri] We got this, Axel.
Come on! Let's go!
[Dom grunts]
It's okay, it's okay.
Okay. [panting]
[victim cries out]
[helicopter whirring]
We were in the club together.
Last time I saw her was two hours ago. Her cell was off.
Could you... Do you hear what I'm saying?
I hear you loud and clear, but you need to sit down.
Can you please let me know if the girl is here?
Calm down, sir.
I'll calm down when you tell me if this girl is here or not.
Have a seat, sir. Stop yelling, damn it!
Where's Zanna?
[nurse] I cannot give out this information.
- Where's Zanna? Do you know? - Up there.
[overlapping shouting]
What are you doing here?
Helping.
- You cannot be here. - [Ben] What?
[Nezire] Zanna, we need propofol!
I'll go get it.
Can you hold it? I'll be right back.
You gotta let me work!
I don't have time for this.
You see what's going on here, right?
Come on. You can't possibly believe you could be helpful in your state!
[Ben] Yes, I can!
[shouting from outside]
[door closes]
You almost died of an overdose.
Yeah.
[Zanna] An overdose!
Yeah.
You can't work going cold turkey.
Then...
Okay, give me morphine.
It'll level me out.
I'm sorry, what?
Give me morphine.
- Then I can work. - [door opens]
Zanna, multiple rib fractures arriving in four minutes.
Okay. Can you get Emina for it, please?
She's tied up.
And we've got someone coming in with severe burns,
40% of the body surface area.
[Ben] There! I... I'll do it.
Jenny, got the narcotics cabinet key on you?
Yeah.
Okay.
Ben takes the multiple rib fractures,
Emina the burns, and I'll handle the rest of the reds.
Okay?
- [door opens] - [shouting continues]
[door closes]
I hope you know what you're doing.
[door opens, closes]
[Ben] What do we have here?
Multiple rib fractures, left, closed, no tension pneumothorax.
Spontaneous breathing with blood pressure crashing,
90 over 67, tachycardiac.
Okay, trauma bay.
You have to stay outside, sorry.
Would you like to wait here?
[sobs]
[Ben] Okay, to room one, we need to secure his airways.
Ben, what are you doing here?
[Ben] Not now. I cleared it with Zanna.
- [Kian] Nezire, I need propofol. - Yep.
- She can go up. - Going up.
Hurry up, please, everyone.
- I got it. Okay. - [Ben] Quick, he's dying.
- [monitor beeping] - No, gently.
Okay. Let's move him.
- Three, two, one... - Suction is coming.
Perfect. Okay, that worked.
- Hurry up, please. - OE right.
[Ben] Skull is stable.
[Philippa] And the legs.
- [Kian] Intubating. - Unstable on the left.
Hip is stable.
Blood pressure barely detectable.
[Kian] Uh... We're fixing "A'" One in 100.
Okay, give him another O-negative.
Tell the blood bank we need another five units and two FFP, okay?
- [nurse] Yes. - I need you to hold it.
Come here, please.
Press. Great.
CO2 climbing. He's ventilated.
Is the air going in?
[Kian] Right, left, middle.
- No obstruction. - [Ben] Good.
[beeping]
Shit. Pressure's dropping. May be internal bleeding.
Check his stomach?
Hard as stone.
I need gel. Olivia, gel, please!
Thanks.
Liver looks good.
[Kian] Any fluids?
[Ben] Shit. Lots of fluid here.
The spleen is hypoechoic. He's got internal bleeding!
[flatline]
- [Nezire] Asystole. - I don't have a pulse.
Shit, shit, shit.
Bed down, bed down!
- [monitor flatlines] - [Ben] Okay.
[Kian] Adrenaline's in.
[thumping]
If we can't stop the bleeding it won't help.
Twenty-eight, 29, 30.
Take over, please! Take over.
Nezire, I need a surgical kit.
Scalpel, retractors, all you can carry, okay?
You want to operate here?
Yeah, yeah. I'm opening him up.
[Nezire] Okay. Guys, you heard. We're doing an emergency laparotomy.
I'll go get the screens.
[rumbling]
[Dom whispers] Okay, let's keep going.
[grunts]
Help here!
[mumbling]
Hello?
Hey!
Hey.
Please don't.
We can do this.
- [panting] - [thumping]
[panting]
- [siren wailing] - [screaming]
[EMT] Control center, we're here.
Police officer, severe burns.
Do you feel that?
- [Nezire] Emina! - Put it over your mouth.
- Yes? - [Nezire] Emina!
The patient with severe burns is here.
Coming. Can you take over?
Keep the oxygen level stable. I'll be right back.
Got it.
[Emina] Ben, I'm here.
[Ben] My guy was trampled in the club.
Torn splenic artery.
Are you sure you need me?
No, take care of the other one.
[Emina] Got it.
[Axel screaming]
You will be okay.
[moaning]
[Nezire] Easy now, Mr. Witte.
Witte?
[Axel screaming]
[screaming]
Axel Witte...
44 years old,
police officer...
[Nezire] Emina.
...beat Afrim Ertan into a coma.
[Axel groans]
[Nezire] Emina?
Hope you feel better.
- [Nezire] Emina! - [Ben] What's wrong?
Emina? Emina, hey!
[Nezire] Hey, we need you here!
Just do whatever you can, okay?
[Olivia] Emina...
What are you doing?
I'm not treating him.
He'll die if you don't help him.
What do you want from me?
Mind your own business, you've got no clue!
Just leave me alone!
[Olivia] Are you serious?
That's a human being in there.
Go.
Okay.
Too bad.
- [beeping] - [Ben] Swab, please!
[Kian] More compression. He's turning acidotic.
Second PRBC hooked up.
[Ben] Okay, retractor.
Prepare two Kocher clamps.
- Hold, please. - [Kian] Ben, compressions.
Yeah, yeah.
Damn, I have to clamp the artery.
Shit.
Pads, please.
I can't see. Suction.
Too much blood.
Suction.
Keep giving cardiac massage.
Okay.
I can't feel anything.
[Nezire] Morphine injected.
[Axel moans]
How can I help?
His legs, please.
[Ben] Give me more pads, please.
[Axel screaming]
Another tissue...
Fuck, where's this damn artery?
I've got to feel my way...
Fuck.
[Axel groans]
Let the fluid flow and place a catheter in, Nezire.
Anna, we intubate before the airways are blocked.
Banks. Tube size eight.
[monitor beeping]
- [Nezire] Ben, I'm losing him. - [Kian] More fluid.
One more liter Lactated Ringer's.
Turn off that beeping, will you?
- [beeping stops] - [Kian] Prepare adrenaline infusion.
Stop for cardiac massage.
- [Kian] Stop. - I need to feel it.
[Kian] Five grams epinephrine.
[Ben] Fuck. I still can't feel anything.
[Kian] Compressions!
Shit.
[Kian] Ben, he has no circulation.
Yeah, I know, man. I know.
Okay, fuck it!
[Kian] Okay, easy, Ben, easy...
[Ben] Uh-huh.
Wait...
Okay. I...
I have it. I think I have it. I feel something.
Okay. Clamp, please!
Fuck.
Come on now. Come on...
Okay.
Clamp attached.
I'm taking over. Bring me some more units, okay?
- [Ben panting] - [thumping]
[Ben] Come on.
Come on!
[Kian] Wait, I think...
I think I feel a pulse.
Ben! Ben!
We have a pulse.
CO2 rising.
Twenty-four...
30...
- [Ben] Over to the OR, now. - [nurse] You got it.
[nurses speak indistinctly]
[Axel moaning]
[Nezire] Okay, Olivia, I'll take it from here.
- Okay. - Thank you.
Let's continue here.
- [monitor beeping] - [Axel moaning]
We wrap him in cold gauze. Now, where's the burn team?
[medic] Careful. Hands.
Didn't you say you were gonna stay home?
Yeah. Yeah.
- [Emina] Kian, take over? - [Kian] Yeah.
[siren wails in distance]
Hi.
[Emina] Olivia!
I'm sorry.
For what?
I don't want you to leave me alone.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
And... thanks.
For what?
Thanks for being you.
[door opens, closes]
[Philippa clears throat]
- Shall we go? - [Olivia] Yeah.
- [door closes] - [engine starts up]
[siren wailing]
[radio chatter]
[siren stops]
[radio chatter]
[reporter] Emergency services are treating
the last of those rescued from the Venti Club.
[reporter continues indistinctly]
[Philippa] Come on, Olivia, one more round.
[Olivia] Coming.
[radio chatter]
[indistinct chatter]
No, no, no, no. Hey.
We can't let anyone go inside. The whole site is unstable.
I'm gonna ask you to stay back, please.
Thank you.
[Olivia] Sorry, where's Dom?
- Hmm? - Where's the doctor?
The doctor?
He must be here somewhere.
Or he already left.
But everyone got out. So...
he's got to be here.
[panting]
[rumbling]
[sniffs]
[Juri] We're just about done, guys. Let's get ready to roll!
Pack up, everyone.
[person] Have you seen my mom?
She was wearing...
[reporter 1] Do you have an estimate of the number...
Yes?
[reporter 2] Not even a ballpark?
The public needs to know.
[reporter 1] When will the families be informed?
[rescue worker] I have no idea.
Dom!
[Dom] Hello!
Dom!
[Dom] Hello?
Dom!
Dom?
Dom!
Hello?
[Olivia] Dom!
Olivia?
Hello?
Dom! Dom?
[Dom] Olivia!
Dom!
[Olivia] Help!
Help!
Dom! Dom, I'll go get someone, okay?
[ceiling rumbles]
Dom!
Dom, watch out for the ceiling!
- Run, Dom! - [ceiling crashes]
Help! Help!
- [loud crash] - [screams]
[Olivia sobs]
Dom...
I'll get someone, okay?
[sobs]
Dom, I'll go get help. Stay where you are, okay?
[sobs]
[monitor beeping]
Yeah, I got it.
[Kian] Okay, trauma bay, please, and notify the burn team.
Emina.
- [Emina] Mm-hmm? - Everything okay?
Yeah, I'm just doing a bit of paperwork.
My boss is a pain in the ass about stuff like this.
[Zanna chuckles]
[applause]
[Nina] Our deepest thoughts go out, of course,
to all the victims of today's terrible tragedy...
...and to their loved ones.
[Zanna] Excuse me?
I'm sorry, you're blocking the access.
You have to clear the driveway. What's this?
That's Nina Raths, our Minister of Health.
She's here to speak to the press.
Okay, but can you do that somewhere else? We need to keep the driveway clear.
Just a bit of press work and then they're all gone.
- [assistant] Dr. Parker? - Yes?
The senator would like you to say a few words.
[chuckles] No, thanks.
Come on, just say a few wise words,
so we can all move on, business as usual.
These brave heroes...
perform, day in and day out,
true miracles...
- [scoffs] - ...for all of us who are lucky enough
to live in Berlin.
I'd like to give you the opportunity now
to hear from the head of the ER herself, on behalf of her team,
Dr. Suzanna Parker.
[crowd applauds]
Hey, keep it short, okay?
Right. Um...
Thank you.
Thank you, Ms. Raths.
This...
was a really tough day for us.
I mean, for all of us.
The whole team, everyone in there that's...
...always so incredibly hardworking,
has again, today, selflessly done everything they could to...
I'm sorry. I heard you all call us heroes and heroines who perform miracles?
And that's not what we are.
We're just people who want...
to help other people,
who are exhausted,
and therefore, make mistakes too.
We have to pull double shifts all the time
because there's far too few of us for far too much work.
But because we sometimes don't even have the equipment we need to do our work well.
As head of this ER, I have tried, and I am still trying, to make it better.
But in order to be consistent,
and, uh, to help more people in a better way, I have...
I have to put money before the well-being of patients.
What we need are more resources.
And that's not just the case here at the KRANK, but in Berlin,
- and it's the case everywhere. - [vehicle approaches]
[engine switches off]
[Raths] Dr. Parker is right. There is not enough money,
there's not enough staff, and there's not enough resources.
We have failed to live up to the expectations
of a public hospital.
I had hoped to do this in a more formal announcement but,
for the reasons mentioned,
I have resolved to take the difficult step...
of consenting to the sale of this hospital to the leading healthcare company,
Cure Pulse Equity, very soon.
It will remain under the leadership of Dr. Steffen Beck.
Placing this ailing hospital in the hands of a company
with years of expertise in the healthcare sector
is the only course of action
to make it the place that the residents of Kreuzberg, Neukölln,
and, indeed, all of Berlin deserve.
I'm happy we can count on
Cure Pulse Equity
to provide an exciting future
for the hospital of Kreuzberg-Neukölln as a private clinic.
[crowd applauds]
[reporter] One more question.
[sound distorts]
[sound muted]
[no audible dialogue]
[Zanna] Hey. Good morning.
They just confirmed Dom's death.
What a mindfuck.
[Zanna sighs]
[Ben] Yeah.
A head-fuck.
To Dom.
[sighs]
I've got to talk to the team.
No idea what I should tell them.
Except that tomorrow will go on as always.
Um...
I'm on the schedule for tomorrow.
You know I can't let you work in your condition.
Yeah, okay.
[vehicle approaching]
Cure Pulse, those are the fuckers from the nursing home, right?
[Zanna] Right.
Awesome.
Just when you think the place couldn't get any worse...
[chuckles]
[Emina] Hey.
At least we're all here.
We'll see how much they get done.
"We"?
[Zanna] You're staying?
Well, you need someone to lighten the mood, don't you?
Trixie gave birth to a healthy baby girl, by the way.
[Ben] Nice.
Mm.
[door opens]
[Zanna sighs]
Are you firing me?
No.
I just want to...
I don't know how we go on from here.
"We", huh?
How you go on from here.
Go to rehab.
[Ben chuckles]
At least you found a replacement for me.
Oh, Volker...
At least he does what I tell him to do.
Hmm.
[Zanna] Come back when you're clean.
[Ben] Can we go for a beer first?
[Zanna laughing] Forget it.
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