When Dr. Carter saw a short line at the airport, she felt relieved because she was in a desperate need to catch a flight quickly for a critical case. But then, she accidentally dropped her purse and everything inside scattered on the floor. As she knelt to collect her belongings, Michael and Dana, a couple, approached the counter.
“I need two tickets to Santa Monica, please,” Michael said. The man at the counter looked worried. “We only have two seats left,” he said, sharing an edgy look with Dr. Carter.
“I need to get on this flight, please. It’s an emergency. I’m a doctor,” Dr. Carter said while picking up her things. Michael didn’t want to wait. “The tickets are clearly ours,” he insisted, showing his credit card. Dana felt sorry for Dr. Carter. “Maybe we should wait, honey?” she suggested to Michael. But Michael disagreed. “We’re not changing our plans,” he said firmly.
Dr. Carter begged him, explaining that it’s about saving a life. But Michael wouldn’t listen. “Life’s tough. We all have our problems,” he said and asked the man at the counter, Luke, to proceed with the booking.
Dana wasn’t pleased with the way Michael treated the doctor and tried to tell him that, but Michael simply wouldn’t listen.
Once on the plane, Dana felt disappointed with him again after watching how poorly he treated the flight attendant. Michael’s acts made her question their relationship.
At one point, he asked for free martini drinks, which made Dana uncomfortable, but Michael didn’t seem to care.
As he was having one drink after another, he suddenly started gasping for air after an olive from the martini had gone down the wrong way.
Dana quickly wrapped her arms around Michael’s waist and pushed upward. Passengers stared as she tried again and again. At last, the olive popped out of his throat and bounced off the seat ahead.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Michael coughed and then asked for more drinks, this time without olives in it.
“Michael, you need to be more careful, especially with your heart condition.”
Michael laughed. “My heart’s just fine, Dana. It takes more than an olive to take me down.”
But he wasn’t right. Moments later, he collapsed onto the floor of the aisle. A nurse on board rushed over, saying Michael was in tachycardia and needed urgent care. Dana grew anxious as paramedics met the plane and rushed him to the hospital. There, under harsh white lights, staff hurried him down the corridor. “BP’s dropping,” a nurse called out with concern. “Where’s Dr. Carter? We need her,” one of the doctors could be heard saying, and Michael knew that same sounded familiar.
Some time later, Dana found herself sitting beside Michael in the hospital room. “He’s stable, but it’s touch and go,” a nurse said.
When Michael awoke, weak and disoriented, Dana told him, “You had a heart attack. Dr. Carter saved you.”
The name triggered a flood of memories, the airport, their argument, and the searing chest pain. Moments later, Dr. Carter entered, and Michael recognized her at once. “You… you’re the one from the airport,” he said.
“Yes, I got here on a charter flight. Lucky for my patient and you, too,” Dr. Carter replied.
Michael was embarrassed. “I’m sorry for how I acted before… you saved my life. Thank you.”
Dr. Carter smiled. “Take better care of yourself. You’ve got a second chance,” she advised.
Michael then looked at Dana and apologized. He was now aware of his behavior and he realized how poorly he treated people around him. But this experience taught him that he needed to change. He needed to become a better person.
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