Monitor flatlines.
Monica: He's in full arrest. Code Blue.
Emily: Hang in there, Dad, they're coming, all ght? You're going to be okay.
Russell: Let me through.
Monica: I don't know what happened. He just crashed. He was fine.
Emily: We were talking, he was okay.
Nurse: Charging.
Russell: Clear.
Monica: Come on, Alan.
Russell: Again. Clear.
Monitor flatlines.
Russell: Is there a pulse?
Nurse: No pulse.
Russell: Give him 300 milligrams --
Monica: I got it.
Russell: Continue C.P.R.
Emily: He's going to pull through.
Russell: 360.
Emily: He's going to pull through.
Edward: Dear God, what's happening?
Tracy: He was fine an hour ago, he was talking to me.
Russell: Again. Clear. Get those people out of here, Monica.
Tracy: I'm his sister!
Russell: Monica.
Monica: Tracy, please.
Emily: Come on, let the doctors do their work.
Alarm stops.
Monitor beeps.
Russell: We have a pulse.
Monica: Oh -- thank God.
Russell: Monica, I need to talk to you.
Monica: Oh.
Tracy: How is he?
Russell: His heart is stable for now.
Emily: You always said he was as strong as a horse.
Edward: Well, if I can overcome a heart condition, so can Alan.
Monica: I will admit he had me worried there.
Russell: Now, you know this is a temporary reprieve at best?
Monica: I know it was touch-and-go, but my husband is strong.
Russell: Well, you're a highly confident, highly respected cardiologist, and you know your husband's heart can give out at any moment.
Monica: I know that you didn't expect him to regain consciousness after the surgery, and he did.
Russell: I'm sorry. In my opinion, this patient is dying. Don't lead these people on. Tell them, let them say their goodbyes. They'll thank you for it later.
Monica: How much time do you estimate that he has?
Russell: Well, frankly, I'm stunned he's still alive. It's as if he's holding out for something.
Monica: He's waiting for our son.
Emily: Could you page Jason Morgan to I.C.U., STAT?
Nurse: We just did.
Emily: Yeah, well, you need to do it again. It's an emergency.
Nurse: He's not even on --
Emily: His father just had a heart attack. You page Jason Morgan, and then you page him again.
Spinelli: Um -- excuse me? Stone Cold -- uh -- Jason is not in the building.
Emily: You said that he had something to take care of?
Spinelli: Yeah, somethin important, but I'm sure --
Emily: Yeah, well, his father just had a heart attack, Spinelli -- that's important. He's not answering his cell. Do you know where to find him?
Spinelli: I -- yeah, I think so.
Emily: Okay -- well, you tell him he's got to come now. Tell Jason that his father needs him.
Spinelli: Okay.
Emily: Mom's trying to get you help. She's in a bad way. She's drowning in guilt. The only thing that's going to get her out of it is if you wake up. Can you do that, Dad? It's totally selfish, but I need you. You're the only father I've ever known. Everything I have, everything I am, is because of you. You've been my inspiration since I was 11 years old. You know that. I was scared and all alone and so sad, and you knew how to get through to me. You gave me Sidney the Bear, you remember? Huh. You made me smile and you made me feel safe. And there hasn't been a day since, not a minute, where I didn't feel your love. Please, dad, please don't take that away from me.
Emily: Oh. Oh, God -- Grandfather? Hi.
Edward: You know, Emily, I was -- I was thinking about going to the Chapel just now, make a deal with God, maybe even say a prayer. Hmm. But God doesn't listen to me. He knows I've made a different kind of a deal that's due and payable, and I will be paying for that for the rest of my life, for what I've become. Oh, Emily, my dear. You should run as fast as you can, and get as far away from me while you still can, dear.
Edward sighs.
Edward: Oh, God.
Emily is resting her head against the jamb of Alan's hospital door, crying when Jason slides to a halt in front of her.
Tracy: Monica, you've spent your entire marriage to my brother fighting with him. Now it's your turn to fight for him.
Monica: He is my whole life, Tracy. I cannot hold out where there is no hope.
Tracy: If you can't do it for yourself, then do it for your children.
Edward: Leave her alone, Tracy. There's nothing to be gained by fighting amongst ourselves.
Tracy: Daddy, why is today any different?
Monica: I never really realized how much you like your brother.
Tracy: Monica, he is my brother, I have tortured him my whole life. I don't like him -- I love him.
Monica: Okay, then you believe, Tracy. Go ahead, you have earned that right. Oh, no. Oh, no -- no. Not yet.
Emily: I'm sorry, Mom.
Monica: Not yet.
Emily: He's gone.