.
[bright tones]
- Previously, on "New Amsterdam"...
- You have cancer. Squamous cell carcinoma.
- I want to try precision targeted therapy.
Chemo's gonna take the life out of me and I--I want
to keep running this hospital. - It's too big a risk.
Doctor Bloom asked me to consult
on the hematology patient.
Her file says that she received her heart
from a Luna Goodwin.
- Your sister--she gave me a beautiful life.
- She had me arrange this.
- [gasps, gurgling] - Max?
[shaky breathing] Baby!
Oh, my--help!
Help!
[sirens wailing]
[suspenseful music]
♪
[tires squealing]
[sirens wailing]
♪
- We've got Marina Latimer, mid 60s.
Been down for three minutes.
- It's her third time here this week.
- She went back into V-fib right after I shocked her.
- Charge to 200.
Clear.
[electrical zap]
♪
Okay, I've got a pulse.
Her heart's a ticking time bomb.
Let's put V-fib pads on her and find Reynolds.
He needs to put in an ICD, today.
♪
[upbeat jazz music]
- Yo, Dora. Where's Max?
- Out of pocket for a few hours.
- Oh, okay. Well, I have a patient
who needs an ICD surgery.
Her insurance won't cover it so I'm just gonna charge it
to the Community Care Fund.
- Max is the only one who can approve surgeries
from the Community Care Fund.
- He's out of pocket for a few hours.
- Can this wait until it doesn't get me fired?
- Um, look, whenever there's a surgery that needs to be done
I just give Max a heads-up and I do it, all right?
He dots the "I's" and crosses the "T's" later.
We--we got a whole system.
- He's been here for like three weeks.
- Yeah, that's how efficient we are.
[mischievous music]
- Dora, hi.
Just on my way to Max's office right now.
- Yeah, he was out of pocket for a few hours.
- He's what? Oh, shoot.
No, really?
Uh, as the nurses' union liaison,
I need to tell him that the hospital-wide walkout
was authorized just now for today.
- "Walkout"?
- No, no, no. It's a good--it's a good thing.
Max gave them the idea. [chuckles]
- Of course he did. - Yeah, I probably should have
led with that.
Did you know that insurance has covered over-the-counter
emergency contraception since 1996,
and now all of a sudden, out of the blue, they're like,
"No, uh-uh. Not without a prescription"?
That's not fair, right?
There's--there's no way we're gonna let that slide.
And yes, for the record, "Norma Rae"
is my favorite movie. [clicks tongue]
Go, girl.
- Dora, uh, I've been texting Max,
but he's not responding.
- He's out of pocket for a few hours.
- But I need to talk to him.
- [laughs] I've basically authorized
a surgery that's not covered by insurance, and I'm about
to endure a walkout from the nurses,
so whatever you need right now, I'm sure I can handle.
- It's private. - Dora.
Dora, I've been looking for Max.
- Okay, I'm only gonna say this once more:
Max is out of pocket for a few hours.
Please, save your news, questions,
mysterious personal requests, or whatever it is
that you need, for his return.
Thank you.
[radio chatter]
- Dr. Panthaki. Thank you
for picking up Max's samples in person.
- But to be clear, this cooler is full of Miller Lites, right?
- Yes.
Yes, because I'm the type who drinks domestic.
- So tell me, will this be your first time
seeing Lauryn Hill in concert?
- Actually, no. I've seen her several times.
But never on a date.
- So in your head, this is a date, huh?
That's interesting.
- Just--just give me my ticket.
- Actually, let's do this properly.
Get dressed up.
Dinner.
- Okay.
- Great.
- Well, I--I should go now.
- Me, too.
Oh, and we're going Dutch on dinner, so make sure
you bring some cash.
[phone ringing]
[phone beeps]
- Max, are you on your way back?
- [indistinct whimpering] Helen!
Helen, can you hear me?
- Georgia? What's wrong?
- It's Max. He--he collapsed.
He's not moving.
- Does he have a pulse?
- Okay.
Yes. - Did you call 911?
- They're coming but, um, the call dropped
and I just didn't know what to do.
- Put your cheek over his mouth.
Do you feel air moving?
- [moans] There is, uh,
like, a whistling-- a raspy sound.
- Put the phone next to his throat.
- [raspy, labored breathing]
[suspenseful music]
- Georgia? - Yes?
- Georgia, Max's throat is blocked.
- What? - You need to make
a new path so that he can breathe.
- Okay. - You're gonna cut a small hole
in his throat... - What?
No. No, I can't.
- Yes, yes. Yes, you can.
You can, because I'm gonna help you.
Find something that can cut a hole in his throat
and a tube to slide through it.
- Find something.
Okay. [sniffles]
[heavy breathing]
Uh...
♪
Oh, uh, I have a--
I have a pocket knife.
Oh, God.
And a--and a plastic straw.
- Use the knife to cut, um, three inches.
It doesn't have to be exact.
- [whimpers]
- Here we go, Georgia. - Okay.
[deep breaths]
- Use your index finger.
Find Max's Adam's apple.
- Okay, I found it.
- Feel down from there until you come
to a little indentation.
Make a half-inch, horizontal cut
through that indentation.
- [deep breath] [whimpers]
What if it's-- what if it's not clean?
What if I give him an infection?
- Georgia--Georgia, Max can't breathe.
You need to help him breathe.
- [sighs]
You can do this. [breathes deeply]
Okay. [sobbing]
Oh, God.
♪
I did it. I did it.
- Good job. - Oh...
- Now, pinch the far edges together.
Use your finger to keep the hole open
and slide the tube halfway in.
♪
Oh, God. Okay.
[groans] - Air should be coming out
of that tube.
- [heavy breathing]
It's--it's not--
it's not working.
God, it's not working!
It didn't work! It didn't work!
♪
- You--you might just need to help his lungs expand.
Blow into the tube.
- [blowing gently]
[gasps] Come on, come on.
♪
Oh, come on, come on.
Come on. Come on.
♪
Come on, come on, come on.
[air whistling through straw]
Oh! Oh, he...
- [breathing through straw]
- He's breathing. He's breathing.
- [sighs] - [weeping] Oh, my God.
♪
Oh, good. [sobbing]
[helicopter blades whirring]
Oh, good.
.
[helicopter blades whirring]
[suspenseful music]
- How long was his airway obstructed?
How long was he not breathing, ma'am?
- Uh, six or seven minutes, maybe.
- We got a possible cerebral hypoxia!
Let's pick up speed!
- What does that mean?
- Means there's a big difference
between six and seven minutes.
♪
[romantic accordion music]
♪
- Mr. Mokrani? - Yes.
- How are you? - Not great.
- Yeah, let's have a look.
Does that hurt, right there? - Yes.
- Yeah. Fell during a show?
- No.
At the after-party. - Ah.
- I challenged another dancer to a fouetté competition.
- Mm-hmm. - I can fouetté in my sleep,
but in my sleep, I'm neither wasted
nor on a pool table. - Oh, please.
I was just as drunk and on-a-pool-table as you were.
- Know that you did not out-dance me.
- Basem, I out-danced you so bad,
you're in a hospital. - Yeah, well, I don't know
if it counts as out-dancing
if he fell off a pool table.
[nostalgic music]
- Yeah, but I didn't.
So, I out-danced him.
- Dancing is the art of not falling?
- [laughs] I'm sorry, who are you?
- [laughs]
Uh, yeah, I'm... [stammers]
Just a guy challenging you to a, uh...
fouetté rematch.
Don't worry, I took dance all through...
uh, never.
♪
- Hello? - Yeah.
- Don't you have some medicine to practice?
- Mm-hmm. Uh, so, uh,
you have a dislocated elbow. Go ahead
and take this pen with your left hand.
Now, grab it tight. Hang on.
- Ow! Oh! - Okay?
- Oof. - Better?
- [sighs in relief] Yeah.
- Yeah, good. Okay, he's okay.
I was thinking loser buys dinner.
♪
- [stammers] Really?
- I mean, yeah. I'm not scared
if you're not scared.
♪
Looks good.
Looks pretty--pretty good. - Okay, you go.
- My turn? - Yep.
- This is embarrassing, 'cause I actually thought
"fouetté" was a French dessert,
so I didn't know that it was that spin-y thing.
That was way better than what I thought it was.
But, uh...
excuse me.
Uh, you're gonna go ahead and ice that elbow
and you're gonna be fine.
Are you coming?
- Um...
it's 2:00 in the morning.
- Yeah, but I gotta be back here
in three hours anyway-- and full disclosure,
I can't afford a real restaurant,
so we were just headed to the cafeteria regardless,
but the Jell-O is phenomenal.
♪
You in?
♪
[radio chatter]
[rousing percussion music]
♪
- Hey.
What's with the T-shirts?
- You said you were gonna take time off
to take care of yourself.
- I am, and I will.
I tried to talk to Max this morning,
but he's not here.
- He's always here.
- Well, right now he's not, and I can't just
stop running the ED, can I?
- I feel so bad, all the work you do on me.
I've become this burden to everyone.
- No, no, you're not a burden.
It's just that you have mediocre insurance,
and I think you should be treated like you have
Cadillac insurance, so we're gonna cover you
for an ICD implant.
Today. - For the whole surgery?
What about the anesthesiologist?
Sometimes they get you with the anesthesiologist.
- For the whole surgery.
- So glad Gertie is doing better.
Bye.
both: Hello. - Oh, nice T-shirt.
- Thank you. Power to the people, Vijay.
- Ella was telling me that I helped her save
her crazy Chihuahua.
- Oh. All right, Ka-pooch.
I didn't know you did work on canines.
That's cool. - I don't.
I gave her a little money for the vet.
- How much? - $2,000.
- American?
[pagers beeping]
[suspenseful music]
- Oh, I gotta go, but I'll see you in prep.
♪
- Sharpe! What's the code?
- It's Max. - I'm sorry, what?
- What happened?
- I don't have all the details, but he's collapsed.
He's in a medevac on his way here now.
- Is it serious? - I should get the trauma team.
- They'll be here in two minutes.
There's something else,
something that you all need to know in order
to treat him properly when he arrives.
- All right, Sharpe, what's-- what's going on?
♪
- Max has squamous cell carcinoma.
♪
Advanced stages.
♪
The trauma team's gonna meet us here.
- No--whoa, hold on a second.
- How long have you known about this?
- Since his first day.
- Since his first day? - Look, I--I know
that this is shocking, but whatever we're feeling,
we're gonna have to put it aside
because we need to focus.
[approaching helicopter whirring]
♪
[man speaking indistinctly]
- Hey, clear a path!
[monitors beeping]
- O2 stat's dropping. - Okay, let's up oxygen
to 100%. - Push more fluid.
- Does anybody know how long he was out for?
- Okay, everybody out of my ED, now!
[dramatic music]
- [indistinct directions]
- Should I page Dr. Candelario? - No.
Yes, yeah. Page her, please.
- On three. One, two, three.
- Monitor for ischemic cascade.
♪
- Why hasn't he started chemo?
- In two weeks he starts, uh,
an immunotherapy trial. - What?
- Huh? - Well, that's--
that's what he wanted.
- That's what he wanted? - Yes, Floyd.
He's the patient. - Yeah, but he's also
the medical director of this entire hospital.
Am I the only one who's wondering what happens next?
- What--what are you doing out here?
- Candelario is working on him.
- Why?
- Because I just got off of back-to-back doubles,
and Candelario is an excellent doctor.
- You pull doubles all the time.
- Max deserves to have a doctor with fresh eyes.
Do you disagree?
♪
- How is he?
- We don't know yet.
Might be hypoxia.
- So, like most of you, Doctor Sharpe told me
about Max's condition, and needless to say,
I was a bit shocked,
but we don't have time to be shocked,
or angry, or upset.
We all have a hospital to run,
and while Max is in there, we need a leader out here,
and that's gonna be me.
Until further notice, I am the new Medical Director
of New Amsterdam.
♪
.
- I need surgery schedules, staff rotation.
I need the minutes from the last
department chair meeting.
- That--that's gonna take a little while
to put together. - Okay, then let's start
with what Max was overseeing today.
- His hot list. - Yeah.
What's the hot list? - It's his to-do list,
but with a cooler name.
- Ah.
- I'll call it something else. - Thank you.
Don't worry, I'm only temporary.
I have several calls out for more permanent replacements.
- Dean Fulton, all this is incredibly premature.
When Max wakes up-- - If Max wakes up,
he will still have cancer.
He certainly didn't expect to continue this job
while undergoing chemo.
Ah-hah.
Of course he did.
- So all you care about is business.
- Let me tell you something...
every single day, 10,000 patients walk
into this hospital and its clinics.
Our annual budget is $1.5 billion,
and the governor is demanding that we cut it by 10%,
which is really tough, because our expenses come in
well over $1.8 billion.
Our infrastructure report after Hurricane Sandy
told us that we were sinking into the East River,
and will need $100 million
infused within the next two years so we don't end up
like Bangladesh after a monsoon!
And the one guy who's in charge of this whole show
is lying in Trauma One with a tube down his throat.
And what about a succession plan?
He knew he was sick.
You knew he was sick.
Someone should have had a plan in place.
Right?
What?
[tense music]
♪
[phone ringing]
- I just made us the greatest--
- Max has had a set-back.
His throat closed up.
- Where is he?
- In the trauma unit.
- Well, uh, is he responsive? - Still unconscious,
but at least he's breathing again.
- How long was he down?
- Six or seven minutes.
I need to ask a favor.
- Anything. - I need you to move up
Max's start date.
- To when?
- To tomorrow.
- Helen, I just got the cells.
- I know, I know I'm asking a lot, but if Max is gonna
keep running this hospital, then he needs to be
in your trial.
[suspenseful music]
- Let me see what I can do.
- [sighs]
[somber music]
[sighs]
[monitors beeping] [air hissing]
- Monitoring.
Decompression.
- Dr. Candelario is suctioning Max's lungs.
He's really lucky you were there.
- Stand by.
- Hey, you want to step outside?
Get some fresh air?
- What's the difference between six and seven minutes?
♪
- "Six and seven minutes"?
- EMT said he might have hypoxia.
♪
I don't know how to pray.
♪
I'm not religious, but I wish
I knew how to pray.
♪
- We've got blood.
[alarms beeping]
- What's happening? What's happening?
Could be ARDS.
- Oh, God!
♪
[mellow piano music]
♪
[overlapping chatter]
- Hey.
- Ooh, you're seriously taking me to the theater
in your scrubs. - I'm on call,
but when I put this jacket on, like so...
♪
- [laughs]
- You're looking at me like you can't quite believe
you're dating somebody so stylish.
- Just like looking at you.
- Hmm. [laughs]
♪
- So, are you excited to see Pina Bausch's company?
- My God, I can't stop saying it.
Pina Bausch. Pina Bausch.
- [laughs]
Hey, you wanna know an interesting thing
about Pina Bausch? - Pina Bausch.
- It's super rare for her company to be
performing on a Monday. - Oh, is it?
- Mm-hmm. - Weir-sch.
- Theaters are dark on Monday. - Did not know that.
- You wanna know another thing? - I sure do.
- Her company performed just last night
at the Kansallisooppera.
- And that's even more fun to say.
- It's also in Finland. - Really?
- Mm-hmm.
- Now, it sounds like you don't think we're going
to see Pina Bausch.
- What is this?
- What's that--what?
Oh.
[playing slow tune]
♪
[laughs] Uh...
♪
Yeah, you got me. There's no show.
♪
Just a guy who can't quite believe his luck.
♪
- Really? [laughs]
- Really.
♪
- [laughs]
♪
[gasps]
♪
- Will you marry me?
[pager beeping]
Not even gonna check that.
I'm not even gonna look until you say something.
No rush.
Someone could be dying... - [laughs]
- Right now.
♪
- Yes, I'll marry you.
- Yes? - Yes.
[tender music]
[sniffles]
[laughs]
Oh, my God, it's beautiful. [sniffles]
So beautiful.
♪
[pager beeping]
- Hey, I gotta go. I gotta go.
- Go, go, go. Jacket. - Yeah, but I--yeah.
I'll make it quick, I promise.
She said yes! - [laughs]
[applause]
♪
[monitor beeping]
[tense music]
♪
- You know--hey, hey, I've been thinking about this.
This kind of explains a lot, don't you think?
- What? - The--all the crazy changes
he made around here. That explains a lot of it.
Yeah, I mean, like, who-- who forms a cardio unit
that doesn't care about money,
or who--who puts fruits and vegetables
in vending machines?
Who encourages their own staff to stage a walkout?
Do you know what I mean? It's a--it's a dying man
saying "screw you" to the system, that's who.
- What do you want me to say?
- I don't--anything.
Just join the conversation, man.
Or are you just gonna stand there staring at me
like the old Kapoor?
- I was not aware there was a new Kapoor.
- Oh, yes. No, there are two
very distinct Kapoors. The old Kapoor was this
solemn fellow who rarely spoke to people,
and then Max comes on the scene and bam,
all of a sudden you're smiley-face guy
who randomly lends $2,000 to the coffee girl
for her quote-unquote "dog."
- You have no right to talk about Ella's character.
- Except I do, because she took $2,000 from you.
- I gave it to her,
and for the records, there is no old or new Kapoor.
There is only Kapoor.
[lighthearted music]
♪
- Doctor...
So I see that your patient, Marina Latimer,
is scheduled for an ICD.
- Yes.
- Why is it being charged to the Community Care Fund?
- Because her insurance is garbage.
- Oh.
I don't see Max's signature anywhere on the document.
- Right, yeah, he would have approved that
had he not collapsed. - Right.
Is she stable?
- Yes.
- This is not a necessary surgery.
- Okay, Mrs. Latimer has been in and out
of this hospital more than her own home.
This ICD will completely change her life.
- Doctor, a public hospital's job
is not to change people's lives.
It's to save people's lives.
[tense music]
We will not be paying for this surgery.
♪
.
- Oh, Dean. Hey, Dean, hi.
You wanted to see me? - Yeah.
- Hi. What's up?
- How you holding up, kiddo?
- Uh--uh, you know.
Terribly.
- We go way back, don't we?
- Mm-hmm. Am I fired?
- Ignatius, come on.
- Well, usually when people say "we go way back,"
it's because you're not going way forward.
- This is about the nurses and the walkout.
- Oh, good, right. Yes.
Um, HCC needs to come back to the table
so we can make some progress.
- They're not coming back to the table.
- Well, if the nurses stand together, we have a shot.
- They're not coming back to the table.
HCC wouldn't tell Max, but they told me.
If the nurses walk, then I have no choice.
I just have to replace them. - You can't.
You can't replace 1,600 nurses.
- So I'll have to close the wards that we can't staff.
I'm gonna have to send the doctors home,
send custodial home.
People are gonna lose their jobs, and for what?
- We work in healthcare, and we can't provide
our own people with comprehensive healthcare.
- I want you to listen to me now.
With Max down, this is not the right time.
Convince the nurses to stand down,
or else everyone-- patients included--
everyone is gonna pay the price.
- Fine.
All right, fine.
[tense music]
[monitors beeping] [air hissing]
- Hey, uh, can I get an update?
For, uh, Georgia?
- He's still unresponsive.
We're having a hard time getting his heart rate up.
- Well, maybe I can help.
- He's not your patient.
- He's my friend.
- Can I talk to you, please?
[clears throat]
Then why did you pass him off?
- Max...
Max needed fresh eyes.
- [laughs] I've known you six years
and I have never once heard you refer to your eyes
as not fresh.
- My shift was over.
- Lauren.
Why did you pass Max off?
I- I've been working at Bronx General a lot...
and working here a lot.
I don't know, the last--
last few weeks it was...
it was too much.
I hit a wall.
- Okay.
- And, um...
I've been taking a little bit more...
Adderall than prescribed.
- How much more? - I don't know.
Just more.
But I'm handling it, okay?
I'm gonna--I'm gonna take some time off,
I'm gonna figure it out.
I was gonna talk to Max this morning, but...
[solemn music]
Anyway...
that's why I passed him off.
♪
[overlapping chatter]
♪
- So, do you really think
Ella doesn't have a dog?
- [sighs] Are you serious right now?
Is that-- is that a serious question?
New Amsterdam is upside-down right now.
Max is in the ICU, the dean wants me to tank
the walkout, and you're focused on some woman's Chihuahua?
Come on, man. - So you do think
she has a dog. - I don't care.
Dog, no dog, it doesn't matter.
- It matters to me.
- Why?
Why does it matter?
- Because...
there is a new Kapoor.
- I think there's a new Iggy, too.
- So what do you think this...
new Iggy and new Kapoor should do?
[mellow music]
♪
- Are you Dr. Goodwin's wife?
- Yes.
- I--I just want to say that your husband
is the first man in his position...
[sighs]
To care about the janitors.
♪
We wait for good news.
♪
- Hey, hey, hey! I come bearing
the sweetest cantaloupe you have ever had.
I know your, uh, cravings haven't started yet,
but when they do, I feel like they're gonna be
really melon-heavy.
I don't know why, I just get that vibe.
[laughs] You okay?
What's wrong? Is it the baby?
- When I came home there was a FedEx waiting...
with contracts from New Amsterdam Medical Center.
Good news.
You got the job...
that I didn't know you'd even applied for.
- I didn't--I didn't apply, it just happened.
- When was the interview? - [stammers]
A week ago... - A week ago.
- But, uh, look, the dean of medicine called me
out of nowhere and he said, "I need an answer right away."
And I figure why tell you... - "Why tell me"?
- If I don't know-- - We made a promise, Max.
Remember?
We were going to raise this child together.
We were going to put our careers second.
[shaky laugh]
I gave up everything.
This job is the opposite of that.
- I'm gonna make it work.
- Really?
It is the largest public hospital in the country.
- And I'm gonna figure out how to squeeze everything in.
- Oh, great. Will you, Max?
Will you figure out how you can squeeze me in and--
and your child?
- That's not what I meant.
- Well, that's what's gonna happen.
- By the time this baby gets here, I'm gonna have
this place running smoothly.
I can come home early.
I can take weekends.
- You won't.
Not unless I'm sick, not unless the baby's sick.
That is the only way you will stop,
and just...
be.
- And just be what, Georgia?
This is--this is the life of a doctor.
This is my life.
- No, it's not.
It's not.
We know doctors--we know dozens of doctors--
and this is not their life.
You're obsessed, Max. You are.
It's not healthy.
It's like an addiction.
I know you love me.
[sniffles]
But when the hospital calls...
it always wins.
[sniffles]
I can't let my daughter grow up
feeling like she's not the most important thing
in her father's life.
I can't do this anymore, Max. [sniffles]
[sniffling]
[door opens, closes]
[mellow music]
[sirens wailing]
♪
- Georgia...
with your permission, I would like to provide Max
with a small prayer.
♪
[speaking foreign language]
♪
- [sniffles]
♪
What is that?
♪
Did I hurt him?
♪
- No.
I think you might have just saved his life.
.
- It's called a paraneoplastic syndrome.
- The way his skin got red and swollen
where you kissed him?
That's happening everywhere in his body.
Everything's becoming red and swollen,
and shutting down.
- From the cancer?
- Yes.
But now that we know what it is, we can treat it.
- And he'll be okay, right?
[somber music]
- Uh, we'll have to wait and see.
♪
- Let's let the HCC know what we want!
all: We'll march all day!
We'll march all night!
'Cause birth control is our right!
We'll march all day!
We'll march all night!
- Louder!
All right, come on! This one's for the one and only
true Medical Director of New Amsterdam:
Max Goodwin! Let's make it bigger!
all: March all day! March all night!
- You know, I just-- I think Max would have hated
to see a bunch of clever homemade protest signs
go to waste, you know?
You look like you're a small. Right, sir?
There. For you.
all: March all night! 'Cause birth control...
- Forceps.
Suture.
[electrocardiograph beeping]
- [through microphone] Reynolds?
Is that Marina Latimer?
- It is.
- So you're willing to risk your job
for one surgery.
- I'm willing to risk my job for one patient.
Now, the ICD is implanted, and I'm using
a 4-0 nylon suture for closure.
When I am done she'll spend 24 hours in recovery.
Then I am sending her home without a bill.
If the hospital won't pay,
bill me.
♪
- ♪ What if I'm wrong
♪ What I've lied
♪ What if I've dragged you here ♪
[Wolf Larsen's "If I Be Wrong" playing]
♪ To my own dark night
♪ And what if I know
♪ What if I see
♪ There is a crack
♪ Run right down
- I'll give you a moment.
- ♪ The front of me
♪
- So that's my wife.
What do you think?
Not bad, right? I did okay.
♪
She would have loved you.
Thing is, I...
I almost blew it with Georgia a few months ago.
She, uh, saw right through me.
She figured out that everything I do
is because of you.
I just keep trying to save you.
- ♪ What if we're wrong
- Over and over, that's all I do.
And I never...
never will.
♪
So now I got a wife...
and a daughter on the way, and...
I'm always gonna love you.
Always...
♪
- ♪ Tonight
- Always...
♪
But I need to start living for them, too.
♪
- [sniffles]
♪
[sniffles]
♪
[sniffling]
♪
- Georgia.
- ♪ Ten thousand cars
- Oh, my God...
- ♪ There are ten thousand
- It's okay. - [sobbing]
- ♪ To run
♪ Away
- [sobbing]
♪
- ♪ Not Cohen's hound
♪ What if I be wrong
♪ If I be right
♪ Let me be here
♪ With you tonight
♪
[pager beeping]
♪
[knocking on door]
- Dr. Reynolds.
♪
- Is the dean looking for me?
- [laughs]
I'm sorry, I can't seem to stop.
Max is awake.
- [sighs]
♪
- I should have told... [sighs]
everybody from the beginning.
♪
Um...
but I've been wrong before.
♪
Sharpe.
I want to start chemo.
♪
No clinical trials, no risk.
I don't want to risk...
losing you again.
♪
That's my priority.
- ♪ But if I can't
- Which means-- - No.
No, you're not resigning.
- I have no choice.
- You will if we help you.
I mean, if you're willing to delegate,
we'll all have your back.
- Like you had ours.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, count me in.
- Me, too.
- I don't mind putting in the extra time
if it means keeping you around.
- Guys...
you're not hearing me.
- I think they're hearing you just fine, Max.
These are your people.
This is your hospital.
For better or worse, there's no going back, Max.
- Georgia, help me out.
♪
- [sighs]
Max is about to start the most intense fight
of his life.
- ♪ I will escape
- And above everything...
- ♪ For sure
- He has to take care of himself.
- ♪ I am David Blaine
♪ But if I be wrong
- Which is why he's not quitting.
- ♪ Let me be here
♪ With you
♪ If I be wrong
- This job--
this job is who you are.
In some ways...
it's who you've always been.
- ♪ I've been wrong
- I honestly believe...
that by staying here...
working, helping...
- ♪ So if I be wrong
- Will keep you alive.
- ♪ If I be right
♪ Let me be here
♪ With you
♪ Tonight