- You're not the only residents who put in.
- How will you decide who gets the one spot?
You think that this place saved you,
it makes sense that you would be worried.
I really want that job, Bash.
I'm going to do everything I can to get it.
I'm on the transplant list.
- So you've decided not to decide.
I used to cut myself. I managed mostly to stop.
- I don't know you, but I know trauma.
And if you really thought that that was something I was capable of,
maybe it's because some part of you is.
- I wait but no one is come so I decide to get on with my night.
- Guess he'll just need to find a doctor
who isn't trying to prove his lapses in judgment are behind him.
- Theo? - Damn it, Rhoda, are you deaf?
You're not hearing what she's saying!
- And you don't even work here!
- Here we go! (screaming)
My sister and I immigrated here because of a man who helped us.
He found us overseas when we were very desperate.
- But?
- What do you want, Bashir?
(indistinct chatter)
- I stopped by your place. Tracey told me where you were.
- She must have been surprised to see you.
Did the kids recognize you? - A little bit.
It's been such a long time.
I remember you used to come here a few days a week.
Look, if you need to go to work or anything, that's...
- I should probably get home shower, yeah.
Last time I saw Amira, she was nine?
- Yeah, 15 now. Starting high school.
- And you?
- I'm re-doing my residency at York.
- Surgery? - Emerg.
- Still very much you. First year?
- It's my fourth year, actually.
Are you still back and forth overseas?
- Among other things.
This is me.
(car beeping)
- Listen, Elliot, uh...
The way I left things when we moved out,
I've just been thinking about it, and...
- Now, after five years?
Six years of not speaking.
- I know, I know. I should've reached out earlier.
- Yeah, you didn't. Not until your last year of residency.
(sighing)
Uh... Anyway, um, what's next for you?
Fellowship? Specialization? ED job?
- All that is up in the air right now.
- And I'm the guy who once tried to help.
- No, no. I'm not here to ask for your help.
- The way that you say "moved out" so casually.
You and Amira were part of our family.
You just packed up and left.
I mean, the kids kept asking about you.
I didn't know what to say. What we'd done...
- No, no. Nothing. Look, you were perfect
and we owe you so much. It's just...
I couldn't uh...
- I should go.
Say hi to your sister for me.
(opening theme)
- Hey, medium, black.
(beep)
(tense music)
- Don't I owe it to them to be honest about the whole situation?
- No. It's your private information.
The hospital owes you nothing. If you tell them
you're on the transplant list before they decide who gets the job...
- It gives them a reason not to give it to me.
But my chief, Dr. Devi, you know,
she's done a lot to make room for my physical limitations.
Every time I have to go for labs like today,
I have to make up an excuse. - When we were trying for kids,
I made the mistake of telling one of the partners.
Next thing I know, they promoted the guy hired to work under me.
The second time, I didn't tell them until I was five months.
- And, what if a heart comes and I have to take a year off work?
- You should get the job when that happens.
Legally at that point, they have to offer you medical leave.
They're not your family, Magalie.
- Yeah, speaking of that. It's Mom's birthday,
and I didn't get the "Be at L'Express wearing
the dress I bought you in 2006" text.
If she's still afraid of getting us together
after the split, I'm pretty sure we can help with that.
- About that...
(in French)
- Last night.
- Without even telling me?
- Oh, Dad was there, too. - Yeah, and you're right.
They can still share space.
We sort of used my boys as a buffer.
- How could you not call me, Cam?
- She made me promise.
You know how much is on your plate right now.
- Oh, so you decided for me like I'm not even a real person.
- Mags, what you said about a year off,
does that mean you're saying yes to a heart?
What happened to getting out of your head
and only deciding if one comes?
- Yeah, that's a mindset, Cam.
I'm trying to embrace it,
but think about how I'm living right now.
Like, if...
If, if a...
If a heart eventually comes and I take it,
my thirties could be over by the time I'm recovered.
What's in my life now, that's what I'll have.
- Okay, I'm sorry. What can I do?
- Well, this dinner, again, all of us.
I'll get the 8:00 P.M. flight to Montreal.
And don't let our parents have one sip of champagne before I get there.
(gentle music)
- Craig Albright? - Yeah.
- Hi, I'm Dr. Hamed, Bashir. - Finally.
Tell us you're going to help him. He's in agony.
- I am, but full disclosure, we're running low on beds in our department
so I'm only here to assess needs.
You told our triage nurse
that you are experiencing some hip pain.
Did you fall or injure yourself?
Because I'm looking at your medical history and...
- Can we please have the discussion in private?
- Craig didn't fall or anything like that.
He was getting into his car when the pain just started.
- Angrily slamming the door after getting me from school, he means.
And no, that's not how this happened.
- And don't ask Eli to say how.
I mean, it's only his eye. Why would he know?
- Two great medical mysteries for you to solve today, Doctor.
- Uh, well, at least you got the afternoon off school.
You're in what? Seventh grade? - Tenth.
- You don't need to correct him for me, Dad.
I can handle the embarrassment. In fact, I don't even feel any,
so it's fine. - You're being rude!
- Craig, it's fine. - No, none of us would be here right now
if we weren't called to the V.P.'s office
for a punch in the face that you won't admit.
- This is the part where I cheerfully confess to being bullied?
Except it's not that part because I'm not.
And nobody hit me.
- Why don't I grab a porter to take Craig to X-ray?
This way we can rule out any fracture of any kind.
And hopefully, by the time you're back,
we'll have a bed ready for you. - Sure, thank you.
(P.A. announcement)
- Dr. Devi, do you remember that patient I lost
to carbon monoxide poisoning? - Faulty unit in his building.
You reported it to public health?
- Yeah, but I also dug into the amount of illnesses
and deaths we see in patients from low-income housing.
Mould, pipes, ventilation.
I'd like to share that data with public health as well.
- Those risks are minimized with greater awareness.
Stats only. No patient data for privacy.
And I will need to review it up first.
But it's a good idea.
You should both know you won't be in limbo
for much longer about the fellowship spot.
I'm deciding by the end of the month.
- Last year, they announced them near graduation,
that's in six months. - Yup.
- Mags, I admitted the bowel obstruction
so there's a bed for your knee sprain now.
- Actually, Rhoda, can we give that to Craig Albright
when he gets back from his X-ray?
- He's way down the queue.
- He's in pain and won't tell us why.
Plus, his son has a black eye
he doesn't want to talk about either.
- You thinking domestic violence?
- Something seemed off.
I could check with a social worker.
- Let Mags try.
She's good at getting underneath complex dynamics.
You stay on Dad, Bashir. - Sure.
This son is older than he looks and touchy about it. Eli.
- Got your note. We'll be fine without you
for an hour today. - Yeah, I'm sorry about that.
It's the only time I could get for that appointment.
- I know some of the other hospitals are already interviewing...
- No, it's not that. It's personal.
- Okay.
- End of the month. That's like, next week.
- Yeah. Perfect timing for you to be officially better
at getting underneath complex dynamics.
- So, you have your CBT and self-harm worksheets, and your partners.
Get going. - Want to start?
- I didn't write anything down.
- First time at one of these?
- No, it's my second.
Last time, I bailed halfway through so...
You? - Oh, I'm a vet.
Allow me.
"Strategies for revealing your scars,
visible and invisible.
Number one, the plausible lie."
Uh, my cat scratched me.
- I don't have a cat.
- I see you've never taken improv.
- I'm a doctor, why would I... - So what? I'm a chef.
It forces you to let yourself be embarrassed.
- Okay...
Why don't we just move on to number two?
"The reluctant truth."
Okay, so... Sometimes--
- I hurt myself, but we don't have to talk about it.
- Have you actually ever tried
to use that in real life because...
- Once or twice. But the second you tell people
you don't want to talk about something...
- It's all they can focus on.
- Yeah, I'm more of a "number four" kind of guy.
I've been feeling pretty cut up about things.
Humour tends to disarm.
- Humour, right.
Uh, actually, I don't know if like...
I don't know if in the moment, like, if I can see anything.
I don't think anything will come to me other than like,
painful silence.
- I guess that's cool.
If that's who you are.
But does that mean you'll always be covered up?
- Eli? Hi, I'm Mags. I'm a doctor here.
- Hi. My parents are getting an X-ray or whatever.
- Yeah, yeah, I know. There's a vending machine not far,
do you want a Coke? - Only if you want
to throw them into crisis, my parents.
Caffeine stunts my growth, they'll tell you.
- Oh, that's a myth.
But you could use it to ice your eye.
- Ice won't help my eye.
- Well, do you want chips? Or Skittles?
- Isn't luring kids with candy kind of predatory?
(chuckling) - That's a good point.
But I do have to correct you on the ice, though.
It is your best bet to keep the swelling down.
So you're in a hospital with a concerning mark on your face.
Call me a nerd, but I kind of want to know the story.
Maybe I can help. - There is no story.
- I was short when I was in high school, too.
- You still are. - Not compared to you.
(chuckling) - Okay.
Well, I guess in the 1920s or whenever that was,
they didn't have growth hormones to force you on.
- You're on HGH? - Needle every day.
My dads and my endocrinologist wanted me on them.
They said it'd be harmless.
- So you think you're reacting to the drug
and you are not telling your parents because...
- Tense subject. I didn't want to take them,
but they were fighting all the time trying to make me.
Convinced taller people do better in life or whatever.
And finally, I just wanted it all to stop so I caved.
- You mind if I examine it, though? It looks like it hurts.
- Sure.
- Yeah, irritation at the injection site can be normal with HGH.
This is odd because-- - I don't stab it into my face.
Yeah, I wondered about that, too.
I do have one other theory.
But it's kind of nuts.
- I can handle it.
- Okay. Really? Okay.
Thank you.
Hey.
Serious meeting attire. - Contrition attire.
I'm here to throw myself at Devi's mercy.
Calculating dosing by weight?
- No, the cost of incorporating.
People keep saying that it's better to bill this way
after residency so we can write off living expenses.
- Yeah, it is, yeah. I'd be happy to run you through when you get there.
- Can you write off mortgage payments?
- You buying a house? - I mean, I was approved
for a loan, 500,000.
Sounds immense in the real world
which I realize doesn't include Toronto real estate.
- Well, congrats, but no you can't write off mortgage interest.
And while you're thinking about costing,
there's property tax, furnaces,
roofs which will need replacing.
- What the hell is a blended mortgage?
- Nobody knows. Hey, believe me,
as someone who panic-bought places in Sudbury
and Toronto after he got divorced,
over-extending when your life's in flux
only makes that flux much worse.
- Amira needs roots.
And I want to give her something stable
and I didn't really ask to be talked out of it, Theo.
(ding!)
What I wanted to tell you in the waiting room
is what I still think is that your pain is caused by lupus.
Your labs show a high level of inflammation--
- But Craig has been in remission from lupus for three years.
You promised that you would tell me when it flares again.
- This isn't a family counselling session.
- Hi, I'm sorry to interrupt.
- Mags, we're in the middle of something.
- Yeah, the wrong thing. I was just speaking with your son.
- Who the hell are you? - This is Dr. Leblanc.
- Eli's eye isn't from a punch.
It's a fungal infection called mucormycosis.
And I think you both have it. - Craig has lupus.
- I know. And his elevated ESP and CRP made you think it was a flare, right?
Eli's been cultivating spores for a science project.
Sustainable ecosystems.
He's been breathing them in all month.
He was already worried that they made his eye black.
I did a PCR, positive for fungal DNA.
- I... I, I'm sorry. You're saying that this is all
because of Eli's science project?
If that's true, then why am I not sick?
- For most of us, fungus is harmless,
but not for people with compromised immune systems like your husband.
- Eli is biologically Craig's son.
- Are you saying it's my fault, Neil?
That I passed this down to him?
- No! That's not what I'm saying.
- It's not necessarily the reason Eli's infected.
We'll run tests. It could also just be bad luck.
- This one is a much better doctor than you.
- Craig! Stop being so inappropriate.
I don't understand. Why wouldn't Eli just talk to us
if that's what he thought was happening to his eye?
- Hold on. How long have you had that rash?
- Oh, I had some small patches this morning,
I usually get them with flare-ups.
- So you were hiding it then. - I didn't know!
I just wanted to make sure before worrying you.
- Can you open your mouth for me, please?
(beeping) Thank you.
His temp's up, way up. - I can't...
A fungal infection? Can you treat it?
- How high does this go? Here, may I?
- Oh, my God.
- They're not normally like this.
Does Eli have this, too?
- Not when I left him, but Craig,
your reaction is atypical and may mean the infection is spreading quickly.
- He's going to need more imaging.
- You should go. - No.
- Yes! I'm asking you to. - Don't do this, please.
- I don't want to infect you, go! Go, Neil!
- Why don't you go check on Eli?
- Yeah, I'll take you to him.
- Thanks, Mags.
- I know he can't handle this, I...
ne
ney.
- Where's Dad? Why can't I see him?
- He just needs a little bit of rest.
- But he's obviously worse than me.
- People can react differently to this kind of infection
depending on their immune system.
- I'm going to talk to Mags outside, okay?
I'll get an update and report back.
- We're putting Craig on hybrid blood purification
and renal therapy, which is a fancy way of saying dialysis
while also trying to clean the infection from his blood.
- It's affecting his kidneys? - Because of a weakened
immune system from his lupus medication which...
Eli doesn't know about? (sighing)
- We thought that it would be easier for him.
Look, it's not what I wanted, but you saw Craig before.
Whenever I try to push him, he just retreats.
- Mags? Got a head lac in curtains,
tell me you've got a second.
- Uh... - I'll be okay.
- Okay.
They moved Craig to the eighth floor,
I'll check on him after.
- Cody's back, frequent flyer. - Who?
- You don't know him? - No.
Chart says schizotypal personality disorder.
- Uh, yeah, but half the time you wouldn't even know it.
It's just that sometimes he gets...
A guy in psych called it "superhero ideation".
- What does that even mean? - Hi, Cody!
This is Mags. - Hey, Mags, nice to meet you.
- Hi, nice to meet you too, Cody. Alright.
- They already did that. I don't think I have a concussion.
- Yeah, your head did get knocked around a little, though.
- All in the pursuit of a moral right.
- Cody tackled a purse snatcher.
- Happens all the time in Dundas Square.
If I wait long enough, I'm bound to run into one.
- Well, your pupils look fine.
And I think I may be able to spare you sutures.
- Great, thank you for wanting to minimize my pain, Mags.
- You're most welcome. - Okay.
- Perfect, thanks.
So tell me, why do you take it upon yourself
to catch purse-snatchers? - And shoplifters.
And those intimidating lurkers that scare people in the subway.
Usually, they see the uniform and stop, but not always.
I don't know if you know this, Mags,
but the police stopped doing anything about the minor things.
And, I get it. I mean, it's small potatoes, but...
The little stuff hurts people, too.
And if we want our city to feel like one big community,
then someone's got to be out there fighting
for our brothers and sisters, right?
- Hey! - Eli!
You should be in bed, where's your dad?
- Talking to an immunologist.
What were you going to say before?
About why my dad is sicker than me?
I know it's something because when I checked online
it said it could be cancer or that his immune system doesn't work properly.
- You should probably talk to your parents about that.
- They don't tell me anything.
They treat me like they see me,
but I don't feel small, Mags.
Why can't they understand that?
- Strength comes from the inside, kid.
Want me to talk to them for you?
- I got it, Cody.
It's not cancer.
And if you just give me five minutes,
I will answer all of your questions, okay?
Okay...
Almost done here.
- It's just every tiny movement is like agony.
- Uh-huh. How exactly did the pain start?
- Well, I was... in the shower and...
You know, I was bored.
- Oh, well, vigorous physical manipulation
can injure the testicle. - I wouldn't say "vigorous".
It was soapy and then I slipped, and, like, I'm a big guy so...
- It's going to be cold.
- Someone called up the flag torsion?
- Dr. Singh, you're back. - First day.
Thought I'd take it easy.
You'd know that if you bothered to check in.
Been gone three weeks.
I'm recovering from a heart attack.
- Yeah, well, I'm so sorry.
What the hell is "torsion"?
- It's a twisted testicle.
I'm seeing a reduction in blood flow.
So if Dr. Singh agrees, he will take you upstairs to operate.
- He does.
- So you can, like, "un-twist" it?
- About half the time.
The other half, we have to cut it out.
- What, like, the whole thing? - No, just the one.
- Will I still be able to...
- Oh, sexual function is generally not affected.
- No, I mean, I want kids.
Can I still...
- Well, you might see a decrease in your sperm count,
but the other testicle will often compensate.
- What if it doesn't? I mean, if I can't be a father
one day because of this...
- Dr. Curtis isn't the right person to ask.
June will prep you for OR,
but if you have anymore questions about future options,
I can answer them upstairs.
(groans) - I'll be right back.
Dr. Singh. That was...
Okay, look, I know you didn't intend to, but I...
- I'm fine. Damage is minimal.
And as long as I'm vigilant, I can avoid a repeat.
- That's good. It's not like I don't care.
I just didn't think you wanted me... hovering.
- I'll do what I can for the boy.
- Yeah, happy to help you. Yeah, totally.
Come in, Dr. Hunter. Take a seat.
- I figured this would just be us.
Hi, everyone.
- I thought a panel would be more fair.
Uh...
Colleague from emerg, our CMO, Dr. Olsen,
and Sandy from H.R..
- The more the merrier. (chuckling)
- I was so relieved to know that the college
decided not to suspend or revoke your medical licence.
- Thanks. I'll tell all of you what I told them.
It was medically clear that my patient had suffered sexual assault.
I was convinced that she was afraid of her husband and wanted my help.
There were four children at home who were at risk.
At the time, I believed I had a duty of care.
- And at the time, that's exactly how you explained this
to Dr. Devi and myself as well. - And with perspective,
my decision to alert the police warranted far better discretion.
- Then you admit you overstepped?
- I do. - Well, it was a tough spot.
We all know from experience that what constitutes
duty of care can be elusive.
- I was wrong, Dr. Olsen. Plain and simple.
And look, in the spirit of honesty,
I realize I've made errors in judgment.
Giving expired supplies to patients outside the hospital,
restraining a woman who was resisting rabies prophylaxis.
- An event which you repeatedly refused to issue
a formal apology for. - And sounds like that's
what he's trying to do right now, Neeta.
- It was an unsettled time.
I got divorced, I uprooted my life.
And I don't say any of that as an excuse.
It's just... for context.
I've had some time to reflect these past months,
and I confidently feel that I have learned from my mistakes
and that behaviour is behind me.
- Huh...
- June, do you have something to add?
- Oh, sorry, I was just wondering if any of us
are actually capable of real... change.
However, I do think that it's something
that we can all strive for. And Theo is striving for.
- Okay. Well, I can say on behalf of all of us,
that we do appreciate your fulsome explanation.
- Behind you since when?
- I don't know what you mean?
- You sent Dahab Sayeed, a virtual patient to our ED.
And when triage wouldn't immediately bend to your will,
you became irate and verbally abusive to Rhoda,
one of our veteran nurses.
Behind you since when, Dr. Hunter?
- How is he?
- At least his son is fine.
- Yeah, physically,
but Eli's wrecked about thinking this is his fault.
- I get the sense that he doesn't even know about his father's lupus.
- Well, he does now. - You told him.
- He narrowed it down himself.
He's a smart kid and he feels totally alone with everything.
- That wasn't your call,
but I suppose I'm not as good
at getting underneath complex dynamics.
- Bash, this... whole thing about potentially
losing your job, it's okay to admit
that you're more rattled about it than you're letting on.
Right.
You choose to be alone with things.
(gentle music)
- You have your own door, private entrance.
Here's the laundry room.
I'm apologizing right now for how often our stuff will be in there.
Uh, right this way.
So you got a basic kitchen, bathroom, the TV works.
Cable's on us. Couch pulls out.
And from what prior tenants have said,
you will definitely hear my three stampeding children upstairs.
- This is all so great, thank you.
(in Arabic)
- English, habibti. - Tracey made a guess
about what toys and books you might like, Amira,
but if you want to come upstairs and trade up,
you're always welcome, okay?
- Say thank you. - No need.
There's some basic food in the fridge.
But there's a convenience store
with a pretty decent collection a short walk away.
Are you okay for cash?
- Yeah, the government stipend came through.
- I'll let you get settled.
- Thank you.
(chuckling)
- "The little boy grew, he grew, and he grew, and he grew.
He grew until he was nine years old."
(in Arabic)
- English, habibti. Are you excited to be nine?
"But at night-time, when he was asleep,
the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor
and looked over the side of the bed.
If he was really asleep, she picked up
that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth,
back and forth, back and forth.
And while she rocked him, she sang,
'I'll love you forever.
I'll like you for always.
As long as I'm living, my baby you'll be.'"
(gentle music)
- It's easy to register. It's three blocks away.
My kids go to the same school,
and there's a French immersion stream, too.
- She needs a lot more practice in English.
- The ESL classes will help.
With kids her age, honestly,
it will shock you how fast they soak things in. Look.
Right, so basically, once you've passed your boards
and they can verify your credentials.
- But then there's that issue with my medical school transcripts.
- They know most of the doctors coming from Syria aren't getting theirs out.
What they'll do is they'll talk to anyone they can
who worked with you at the NGO's,
get a sense for your skill.
Then there's two or three positions each year
where practicing surgeons will take on foreign doctors
and supplement any training they might need.
- Three positions? - I know.
But with your experience,
it's just about getting you in front of the right people.
- We're here on a one-way ticket. It has to work.
Everything that you're doing, the money, I'll pay you back.
- I know you will. (children laughing)
(sigh)
- This goes here. - Bashir, ow!
- Sorry, is that too tight?
(in Arabic)
- Well, maybe you can sleep in there.
- Okay, hold still. The zipper is sticky.
Maybe we'll repaint that wall together.
(in Arabic)
- Have fun.
Be safe, I'll be watching.
Practicing through the war. I'm told I gained
more surgical experience than most doctors
within a more traditional residency.
- I don't doubt it, quite impressive.
Can you talk a little about
the range of procedures that you've done?
- Everything in the area of trauma.
Amputations, crush injury, penetrating trauma,
and, of course, we saw so many heart,
and throat, and pulmonary patients
that it's not really limited to...
- Is it true that med school in Syria
begins right after high school?
- Yes, it is true, but our first year replicates
the basic undergraduate sciences.
And in all my dealings with Western doctors,
I've never noticed a knowledge gap.
- Okay.
- What kind of experience do you have with laparoscopy,
arthroscopy, or interventional radiology?
- I have studied them in theory,
but in the field, those more expensive tools are less used.
- So there is a gap then.
- Nothing about my experience impressed them.
- Surgeons, man. They're all such arrogant pricks.
Anyway, you're just getting started.
Once you pass your boards, we'll go full press.
(clattering) Oh.
(in Arabic)
- English, habibti.
Sorry, we'll replace that.
- Don't worry about it.
See you later.
(TV playing indistinctly)
- Amira, I need you to clean some of this up, okay?
I need space to study for my exams.
(phone ringing)
Amira...
(in Arabic)
- Hello?
Yes, I applied for the job.
No, no restaurant experience, but I'm a fast learner.
Um, yeah. Tomorrow works fine.
2:00 P.M. Okay.
"Well, that mother, she got older.
She got older and older and older.
And one day, she called up her son and said,
'You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick.'"
- When I'm old like him,
I don't want to live in different house.
I want to always know you're okay too.
- Go to sleep, habibti.
"The son came home that night,
he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs..."
(wind whistling)
(dramatic music)
- Hey, you're done already? - How was it?
- Ah, fine. Until Rhoda undermined me,
and Devi blindsided me.
And now, my judgment is being questioned again. Thank you.
- There was a nurse at your meeting?
- No, but apparently, Rhoda complained that I got animated
when I called to jump the cue for my virtual patient.
I don't think either of you were there for that.
- Yeah, I was. I heard about it.
You really surprised that that upset her?
- Doctors call ahead all the time, Mags.
It isn't revolutionary. - Yeah, calling ahead
is one thing, but letting out your frustration
on the nurse is another. - Should've asked you
to put in a good word for me with Devi.
You both seem to have the exact same "disappointed mom" tone.
- Okay, Theo... - I can fight my own battles.
- No, he's right. That was childish.
And Bash, about earlier, I realize you didn't ask
for my opinion about buying a house.
So my apology tour continues. - You're buying a house?
- I'm seeing if it's financially possible for Amira.
- I know you think she needs it, man,
but I promise you, home for her is wherever you are.
- Hey. - What was that in there?
- Did you get a verdict? Because they recruited me
last minute and they kicked me out as soon as you left.
- You were at his meeting? - It's anyone's guess
where June was. Devi asked her to weigh in
about whether I can change, and June took a nosedive
into existential despair. - They know we're friends.
I can't just go in there and blindly defend you, okay?
Plus, I just came off this bizarre experience with Singh.
- Singh's back? I thought he was still on leave.
- Oh no, he's back. And his hair's all white.
Pretty sure this heart attack changed his personality
because he's being all honest and weird.
- What do you mean? - He told a patient
not to ask me about being a parent.
- Why would he do that? - I don't know, Bash,
maybe because he thinks I'm too damaged to have a family.
- Show me one person who isn't.
(glass shatters)
Cody! - Is this your patient?
- Yeah, 35-year-old with schizotypal personality disorder
and superhero ideations. He came in with a head laceration.
- His pulse is thready. - Yeah, his femoral is severed.
- That's a lot of blood.
We're not set up for this here. - I'll get trauma prepped.
- Did anyone see what happened? - I did.
- Eli, you should be in your room.
- I was talking to Cody, and I saw some guy trying
to steal medication off a cart, and Cody just bolted after him.
There was a chase down the hall. - Eli, you need to go.
- There's almost no pulse, now. - Bash, you need more pressure.
- I know. I need to tie it. Here, take over.
- You guys okay? Is anyone else bleeding?
- No, just him, but we're losing him.
- I'll go clear the way.
- Clear this hall!
- June, can you take over?
- Yeah... - Yeah, I just...
- Okay.
Just... testing ten blades.
(groans) - Stand back.
- Will he be okay?
I only wanted to help, Mags, I just want to help.
- I know, Eli.
(groans)
- Yup.
(indistinct chatter)
- Fast thinking, Bashir. They're standing by in trauma.
Code team will meet you there.
(groans)
Mags, you stay with Eli.
Everyone else, clear this space! Move back!
Move back! Thank you!
ba
back
back,
the ED can eat the cost and you'll hire a new pediatrician.
- Even if we have cause? - You read the lawyer's email.
He'll sue, we'll settle.
If it were me, I wouldn't go through the hassle.
- Except this isn't about the hassle. You like him.
- Well, by all accounts, he's a fine doctor and a good guy.
- Okay, even if I did agree... - Which you don't.
- Our ED's already in flux.
We can only keep one of our excellent fourth-year residents.
- A conundrum of your own making.
- In order to fund the nurses I need
to make my department functional.
- Okay. - I'm not sure I can trust Theo.
And I don't want to be in a position to have
to look over his shoulder because he fits into some
arbitrary "good guy club".
- No one is trying to force you into anything.
And before you start playing the card I think you're playing,
I would ask why it is that you are so against
someone who is highly trained, well-liked, and motivated
to do whatever it takes to re-earn your confidence.
(indistinct chatter)
- Hey. You paged?
- Yeah, sorry to spring this on you, they just went in.
- I know that you wanted to be left alone,
but you need to hear us out.
- What is this?
- Eli, Neil, and I put our heads together
and we came up with a plan.
- The plasma cleaning isn't working
since his immune system's too stressed with lupus
to fight the infection in his blood, right?
- I told Eli about the lupus, not your husband or Dr. Hamed.
- Except there was no way to hide it through all this
and that was only about you anyway.
- He figured it out.
Our smart boy.
- But I can help, Dad.
Because we share DNA, you could use my blood
which shows no signs of lupus, by the way.
- You tested his blood?
- I know, but Neil consented.
- This is exactly what I didn't want.
- Yeah, but they're right.
Eli's blood gives you the best chance.
- I know that you want to be strong for us.
And we love for you that, but you need this.
We don't want to lose you. - You need to let me fight.
You need to see that I can.
(gentle music)
- You're a brave man, Eli.
- Eugene, I heard you came through.
- Minus one ball, yeah.
- Yeah, I'm sorry. It's just when it's ischemic, there's nothing we can do.
- Yeah, I've just been lying here wondering, like...
how much it weighed.
Anything to distract myself
from thinking about how stupid this was.
- Yeah, I want kids, too.
I have no idea how I'd make that work or if I can even...
Uh, the name of a fertility clinic...
And I am positive they can, uh...
they can help you figure out if you need to take any steps to plan for the future.
- Oh, okay. Thanks.
- Yeah.
- Oh. Ten, fifteen grams.
It's how much it weighed.
- Cody's doing great.
He said he even wants to thank his hero.
C'mon, you know I can't compete on that level.
- Says the doctor who not only solved an insane medical mystery
but also helped a son make an emotional sacrifice for his father.
It's not just the job, Mags.
Every time I think I've built something,
that feeling fades and I just...
...run.
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ter)
- Hey, Rhoda.
I owe you an apology. My phone call.
I was worried that my virtual patient was on borrowed time.
And she did need acute surgical intervention,
but you didn't deserve to be spoken to like that.
- Guess this means you're back?
- I decided that you were right about the thing
we talked about earlier.
- Not telling work about being on the transplant list?
- Yeah, yeah. That thing, yeah.
- Good. But Mags, that doesn't mean you're alone with it.
Okay? - Thanks, Cam.
- Are you in a cab?
Because I just walked into L'Express and...
- Uh, about that...
- Don't say your flight is late
because Mom and Dad have been in there
unsupervised for 20 minutes.
- Yeah, something came up. I'm sorry,
you're going to have to tell everyone that I'm sorry.
- I love you. - Magalie, what?
- Who was that? - No one.
- Are you sure this is a good idea?
(sighing) - No.
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