-Previously on "Brilliant Minds"...
-I got a call from the medical board.
A complaint was filed that you breached an ethical code.
-I'm the one who reported you.
-I know. You had your reasons. I'd like us to move forward.
-What did you mean by "if Carol can be Dana's mentor"?
-That Dr. Dang reported Dr. Pierce.
But they've clearly moved past it.
-Dr. Dang did what?
Why would you not tell me this?
-Because it wasn't about you, Wolf.
-We tell each other everything. Why not this?
Don't be alarmed. I know, Noah.
-I know.
-Who are you?
-Sofia. -He was treating you.
-I have these crazy dreams.
-You need a doctor. Why don't I treat you?
And in exchange,
you can tell me what my father's been up to
for the last 30 years.
-Got yourself a deal.
-Did Josh mention a Dr. Beau Pedrosa?
-I've heard a lot about you, Doctor.
-Yeah, I've heard about you, as well.
-Dr. Pedrosa is Josh's boyfriend.
-I met your colleague, Dr. Wolf. Nice guy.
He seems to care a lot about his patients.
-I don't really know him that well.
[ Nail gun popping ] -♪ Do, do-do, do, do ♪
♪ Do, do, do, do-do, do, do, do, do, dooo ♪
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
[ Humming ]
[ Sighs ]
Hi, honey.
Nope.
Did you, uh, check the bedroom?
No, I wasn't saying that you did. I --
Okay. I will, uh,
try to get home before the storm gets too --
[ Call disconnects ] Okay.
Bye.
[ Nail gun clicking ]
[ Sighs ]
Come on. What's eating you now?
[ Tense music plays ]
[ Grunts ]
Oh, come on. Don't give me a hard time.
[ Nail gun pops ]
[ Air hissing ]
Ugh! [ Grunting ]
[ Bach's "Overture No. 2 in B Minor" plays ]
♪♪
-[ Breathing heavily ]
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversation ]
-I'll see you same time next week.
-Right. See you next week.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Telephone ringing ]
-One sec. -Yeah.
-Hey. -Hi.
Yes, good to see you. I feel fine.
Yeah, everything's been good. -Okay.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
-Of course. Right this way. I'll take you.
[ Telephone ringing ]
-Do you have a second?
Can I get the intake forms for Dr. Wolf
for all of today's patients?
I know he's gonna ask me for them.
♪♪
-[ Coughs ]
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-There's been a leak, Carol.
They've been trying to keep me in the dark
but word is -- the board's about to vote
whether to name me the next Chief.
No more "interim." Just Chief.
-Hey! [ Chuckles ] Well, that tracks.
You got us through January,
our busiest time of the year, without any issues.
Who was the leak? -Silva.
-[ Chuckles ] That also tracks.
-Oh, Carol -- Carol, I really want this.
It would mean greater security, flexible hours,
everything I need if I'm going to
settle down and start a family.
-With Beau?
-Yep. -[ Chuckles ]
-But look, I could use your help.
New York mayors and chief medical officers
are measured by one thing -- how they handle a storm.
City Hall just issued a travel advisory due to today's storm,
so I'm suspending all elective procedures
and outpatient appointments.
That frees you up to use your MD however it's needed.
I want today to go smoothly.
-Oh, uh, okay, Josh, whatever you need.
But you do realize I haven't practiced
non-psych medicine since residency, right?
-Muscle memory is real. -[ Chuckles ]
-Besides, I don't actually anticipate
there being any problems.
Except --
How's that other storm cloud?
-You mean Wolf? -Yes.
-Uh, like you said, muscle memory.
I can handle him.
-Do you want me to get Dana and Charlie?
-Uh, no need.
-Okay.
Well, this is a list of all the patients on our floor today,
two follow-ups -- Mrs. Henry,
pregnant with well-controlled epilepsy,
and Ms. Graham, post-stroke, needs rehab assessment,
and then all the rest of our inpatients.
-Great. Well, looks like there's nothing here you can't handle.
Page me if anything comes up.
[ Door opens ] -You got it.
-Dr. Dang.
Congratulations, you have won the honor
of updating 50 delinquent charts
that Dr. Wolf can't seem to be bothered with.
-Oh, what did I do to get so lucky?
-Yo. -Where have you been, Kinney?
-Just, uh, with Dr. Wolf going over today's game plan.
-Why wouldn't he page me?
-Looks like I have company on Dr. Wolf's blacklist.
Welcome to the team.
-Why would Wolf be icing me out?
-I may have let it slip
that you're the one who reported Dr. P.
-Wait, you did what?
-You told Dr. Wolf that I reported his ride-or-die?
-It was an accident.
Sometimes I just get to talking and I can't stop.
I'm a people person.
-No, you're an unrepentant gossip.
-Maybe, but you'll never guess which ICU doc is in a throuple.
-Who? -[ Whispering indistinctly ]
-Wow. -I miss when residency was fun.
You know, before the toxic twins showed up.
-Mm-hmm. Everything's gonna be okay.
-[ Sighs ] You're right.
In T-minus six hours,
I will be home watching "Hunting Wives" with Katie.
I can survive one shift of Wolf hating me.
-Actually, due to the storm, admin just announced
that we're all working a mandatory double shift.
So get cozy.
♪♪
-[ Whimpering ]
-Amos?
What happened? Oh. Hey.
Clear a bay -- now!
-The camera monitors abnormal body movement,
sleep posture, even signs of night terrors.
-Just make sure it gets my best angles.
-[ Chuckles ]
-Did you know that no living organism
can stay sane without sleep?
I read that while I had insomnia.
I'm so on the brink, I grabbed this in the lobby.
Hudson Oaks is giving resort vibes.
-Yeah, well, that's how they lure you in.
Listen, Sofia, a lot of people struggle with sleep issues.
It doesn't mean that they need inpatient psychiatric care.
We will get to the bottom of this.
-Why are you being so nice to me?
-Well, we made a deal.
I'm just keeping up my end of the bargain.
And you have been good for my mental health.
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
-Want to make it a slumber party?
I give great mani-pedis.
-Oh, that sounds incredibly tempting,
but, uh, it looks like I'm needed in the ED.
-Fine.
Friendly reminder, my last doctor
up and left without any notice.
Don't go AWOL on me like your dad.
-I'm not my father.
I don't abandon my patients.
I'll check in on you in a few hours.
Get some rest.
[ Air hissing ]
♪♪
-Your seizure med levels are perfect.
You are all set to go.
-Sweet.
I guess we'll see you in a few weeks.
-Uh...is someone coming to pick you up?
-Yeah, the 4 train.
-I'm sorry, Mrs. Henry, but with a high-risk pregnancy,
I think it's best for you to wait out the storm here.
-Are you telling me that I have to stay
in this surprisingly cozy bed
instead of trekking through a blizzard
to my helpless husband and our two home-from-school kids?
-Doctor's orders. -Oh, thank you, Lord.
-[ Chuckles ] I'll be in to check on you in a little bit.
-No rush.
-Door open or closed?
-Closed, please.
[ Exhales ]
[ Air hissing ]
-Puncture wound to the neck
at point-blank range with a nail gun.
But if that's going to happen, I guess you want it to happen
in the boiler room of a hospital, right, Amos?
-Yeah, just not this one.
-Ooh. [ Chuckles ]
Our running theory is the nail hit the jaw
and miraculously bounced out.
CTA is pending, but so far no evidence
of any major vascular damage.
-Okay, how can I help?
-Amos started complaining about numbness in his right leg.
No focal deficits that I can tell,
and I doubt it's related to the trauma but...
-Okay. Amos, uh,
sounds like you've had quite an eventful morning.
-How are you feeling? -I want to leave my wife.
-I am so sorry to hear that.
I was talking about your leg.
Is it still -- -[ Sneezes ]
-Gesundheit. -Ugh, I hate the flu season.
What is that?
-That's brain matter.
Where did you say the nail went?
-Ooh.
-Well, we found the nail.
-That's remarkable.
His neuro exam was completely normal.
Fully conscious, no weakness.
-He even turned down the pain meds.
We gave him a tetanus shot, that's it.
-Amos still needs surgery as soon as possible.
The nail will cause the brain to swell.
Could be rapidly fatal. I'll prep the OR.
In the meantime, could you start, um...
What's it called?
-Keppra and ceftriaxone?
-Yes. Thanks, Dr. Wolf.
-Are you feeling okay, Dr. Nichols?
-Oh, I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm just, uh,
thinking about my surgical plan.
This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime scan here.
I'll see Amos in the OR in an hour.
♪♪
-Dr. Wolf, a quick update on Mrs. Henry,
the pregnant woman who follows in our epilepsy clinic --
She was ready for discharge
but just developed a terrible headache.
Normal neuro exam. No red flag symptoms.
Doesn't need a scan.
-What's her pressure? -Normal. No proteinuria.
-So then the headache isn't a symptom of preeclampsia?
-No, but she is uncomfortable.
I'll continue to monitor her.
-Very good.
-Dr. Wolf.
I did report Dr. Pierce.
It wasn't an easy decision,
and I have thought about it nearly every day since.
But she and I, we cleared the air,
and we're moving forward.
Can we do the same?
-No.
♪♪
-[ Exhales deeply ]
-Okay, let's get this started, team.
Amos, you're in good hands.
-You know who had the best hands?
Jerry Rice.
His old man was a bricklayer.
He used to throw him bricks instead of footballs.
Built up his hand strength.
Did you know that? Ever hear that?
-Stop, team. I --
Uh...
Team, I need to step out.
Amos, I'm so sorry.
We're gonna have to postpone that surgery.
I'm not feeling so well. -What?
♪♪
-Josh, are you feeling okay? -[ Groans quietly ]
I don't know what happened.
Must be the bug that's going around.
-Well, if you need to go home...
-No, I may not be able to perform Amos' surgery,
but I can still fulfill my duties as Chief.
I'll just quarantine here in my office.
And luckily, Carol, we have you to be
my eyes and ears out there.
-[ Clears throat ]
-You feeling sick, too, Wolf?
-Uh, no. Never mind.
Uh, if Amos needs a new surgeon, are we thinking Mia?
She's qualified.
-Mia just finished back-to-back-to-backs,
so legally, she's out, and, uh...
...Rarick is in Florida.
-Well, then who's left?
Amos needs this surgery today.
-What about Beau? He's in the Bronx.
-Yeah, that's true. He is.
But the conditions are brutal out there.
-Well, that's a risk we're going to need to take.
For Amos, I mean.
Look, this is a complex surgery. The clock is ticking.
-He's right. Beau is Amos' only shot.
-Okay, I'll make the call.
Um, please, uh, shut the door on your way out.
Thanks.
-Dr. Minor, please call page.
Dr. Minor, please call page.
-Why am I still a human shish kebab?
-Dr. Nichols was unable to perform your surgery.
We've called in an outside doctor.
They should be here very soon.
-Oh, let me guess --
I go back down to the hellhole that is ED
because Neuro/Psych floor is full?
-You know it. -Correct.
-Dr. Wolf, if it took me as long to get through a repair job
as it takes you to get through your patients,
I would be out on my ass.
-I've never seen this side of you, Amos. I like it.
-I gave Dr. Wolf a piece of my mind in a Kleenex.
Let me give you a piece, Dr. Thorne.
You taking Justine to the gala
instead of Dr. Pierce was a betrayal.
What is wrong with you? [ Cellphone buzzing ]
Hi, honey.
Well, did you look in the closet?
Well, let me tell you something. I don't care.
You need to start being a self-sustaining adult.
No. You have talked long enough. It is my turn.
-I've known this guy for years, and I've never heard him utter
anything more than a friendly "hello."
-Neurologically he's stable, but this nail in his head
really seems to have caused some personality changes.
-Mm. Maybe we do need to --
-Look, I see where this is going.
Hmm? Just bring in Dr. Pierce.
Instead of making it about...
-You heard the man. -Yeah.
[ Beeping ]
-What is up with today?
I'm exhausted. It's barely lunch.
-Hospitals in winter --
F ME. Flus, myocardials, and emergencies.
-Yeah, but it's not new patients.
It's our current patients, and they're getting worse.
There must be something going around.
-It's just the storm. It makes people stir-crazy.
[ Beeping ]
-Sure about that?
-Orderly!
-F ME is right.
-Yeah. Hey, this is Silva on three.
-Started out normal enough.
I was downstairs replacing some old vents,
thinking about the Roman aqueducts.
Did Genghis Khan destroy those?
Did you know he had a harem? Hundreds.
I personally prefer a brunette.
My mother, she was a blonde and --
Why? Why am I telling you this?
-I just asked you how your day was going before the accident.
It appears that the nail in your brain
is lodged in the prefrontal cortex,
responsible for executive functions
like decision-making and self-control.
Brain injuries affect everyone differently.
But in your case, Amos, it seems to have removed some restraints.
-My restraints on what? Shutting up?
-From filtering yourself.
You're speaking your unedited thoughts,
whether you want to or not.
-My wife is gonna love that. -[ Chuckles ]
-Am I going to go back to normal after the surgery?
-There's no way to know until after.
-[ Panting ] [ Monitor beeping rapidly ]
-Amos.
Amos.
Amos?
Help! We need two milligrams of Ativan
and an airway kit now.
Hello?! Anybody?
Muscle memory.
Okay. [ Grunts ]
Over.
Wall suction.
Clear the airway.
Come on.
-Here we go, here we go, here we go.
Use BVM for blow-by oxygenation. Let's be ready to intubate.
The meds should hit in a second.
-Come on, Amos. Keep breathing for me.
Come on.
-Alright.
-Oh.
-Damn, Psych. Didn't know you had those moves.
-Oh, Dr. Pedrosa, thank you for braving the storm.
-No such thing as a snow day in medicine.
How's Josh doing? -Oh, you know Dr. Nichols,
always trying to seem tougher than he is.
-Beau. Your patient just seized,
despite being on anticonvulsants.
He's stable now, but we're concerned about cerebral edema.
-Understood. Okay, take me to Josh.
I'll review the case with him,
and let's get the OR up and running.
-Okay. Let's go.
-Apologies for the wait, Mrs. Henry.
How can I help you?
-I'm sure it's nothing, but -- -No, tell me.
-I feel like I'm having trouble breathing.
-The air is so dry up here. That's likely what's going on.
But let's take a look.
-How is it? -Your oxygen is great. 100%.
Let me take a listen, okay? Can you sit up for me?
-[ Wheezing ]
-Deep breath. -[ Wheezing ]
-Honey, you're wheezing bad. Do you have asthma?
-Not that I know of. Is the baby okay?
-Your numbers look great,
but better than I'd expect with this wheeze.
-What does that mean?
-I'm not sure exactly, but we're gonna find out.
So you sit tight, okay?
-[ Groaning ]
-Josh. -Babe.
-What's going on? -What's wrong?
-I know this sounds crazy,
but I think I'm having a heart attack.
-We got to get him to the ED now.
-[ Groans ] -Let's go.
-Yes, I understand that, but I've been on hold already.
-Everyone! Attention, please.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
-Sure, yes, yes, I can hold. -Yeah, I understand.
-Yep. Yes, I'm happy to hold -- -Yo!
While y'all have been working in your own lanes,
I am the only one who sees a little bit
of every case up here,
and Papi is concerned about what he is seeing.
302 has chest pains.
306, nausea.
308, abdominal cramping.
And then just now my patient in 310 is hypoxic
despite having normal saturation and VBG levels.
I don't know what is going on,
but this does not sound like some flu outbreak to me.
-Silva's right. This isn't the flu.
Put it all together, it sounds like it could be
carbon monoxide poisoning.
-Silva, what was the carboxyhemoglobin read
on Emma's VBG? -15%.
-That's diagnostic for carbon monoxide exposure.
-We need to evacuate.
-Okay, everyone, let's move as quickly and safely as possible.
Let's start with your patients.
[ Beep ]
-We have a Code Orange on floor three.
Code Orange on floor three.
-Code Orange on floor three.
-First round of beds are in ED.
-Emma Henry, the pregnant woman?
-Uh, we moved her first thing
'cause she's particularly susceptible.
-Okay, good. That makes 35 patients.
Everyone's accounted for.
Jay, what'd you find?
-Well, the average CO level up here is 800ppm.
It's a good thing you found it when you did.
That kind of exposure could be fatal.
-Okay, all staff members from this floor
need a few hours of oxygen treatment
just to wash out even trace amounts of carbon monoxide.
Yourself included. Spread the word.
-Will do.
-Are the other floors of the hospital safe?
-Yeah, it appears isolated to this floor.
My guess is over a century of renovations
and a stitched-together ventilation system as the cause.
-You know, our handyman Amos
was working down there in the basement
when the accident first happened.
I'd look down there for the source of the leak.
But why didn't our CO alarm detectors go off?
-Oh, those detectors are so sensitive.
When it's winter and the ambulances are idling,
the exhaust can set them off.
Somebody probably turned the alarms off,
forgot to put them back.
It was a perfect storm.
-Thanks, Jay. -Yeah.
[ Elevator dings ]
-Dr. P.
Your lifeboat has arrived.
-There you are.
Okay, we know what's wrong.
There was a carbon monoxide leak on the third floor.
-What? Did we evacuate? -Yes, yes. Everyone is safe.
FDNY is here investigating the leak.
The real concern now is you.
Based on the severity of your cardiac symptoms
and the fact that you locked yourself in your office today,
we suspect you've been exposed
to the highest concentration of toxin.
-This makes sense.
Carbon monoxide can mimic a heart attack at those doses.
-Which is why it's good you've already been getting oxygen.
Beau, Josh is in good hands, but Amos still needs you.
We've set up a trauma OR down here
out of an abundance of caution.
-Okay. Um, I'll be back soon, yeah?
[ Monitor beeping ]
Hey, don't let him out of your sight.
[ Indistinct P.A. announcement ]
-I'm so sorry, Carol.
I-I have to see about another patient.
♪♪
Oh, Sofia. You're okay.
Thank God. -The maintenance man found me.
-Okay, well, let's get you to the ED now.
-You said you wouldn't leave me in there, but you did.
Where the hell were you?
-I-I'm so sorry. Dr. Nichols was sick.
I thought he was in cardiac arrest.
-You left me in a sleep study during a carbon monoxide leak
so you could play hero to your ex?
Wow. -No, we --
we didn't know about the gas leak.
-I could have died.
I thought you were supposed to be brilliant.
I thought you were supposed to be the world's greatest doctor.
The Messiah.
But you're a total fraud, just like your dad.
♪♪
-Still raspy but getting better.
[ Machine beeps ]
-[ Clears throat ] Flow stopped.
No oxygen coming out of the mask.
-The tubing must be kinked.
Well, it looks fine.
Our main oxygen source is empty?
That can't be right.
-Too many patients requiring oxygen at once.
[ Clears throat ]
-[ Sighs ] -Here's the move.
Get a stat delivery from the medical gas supplier.
They're always on call. -I just spoke with the city OME.
The trucks aren't running in this weather.
We've been told the hospital needs to be self-sufficient
for at least 24 hours.
-We only have enough portable oxygen tanks
to last us a few hours max.
Collect every oxygen tank.
Ration and delegate to the sickest.
You're in charge, Carol.
I trust you.
-Turns out Silva being in everyone's business
kinda saved the day.
-This must be the CO talking, but nice job, Silva.
However, cross me again
and I will sew your gossipy lips shut.
-I'm sorry for getting you in trouble, Dr. Dang.
I promise I will use my gossiping for good,
not for evil.
-What if we didn't know we were being slowly poisoned all day?
I mean, we could have died.
-Mm.
-Well, if we had died today,
what would be one thing that you regret most?
-I would regret caring so much about what others think.
So what if Wolf is mad at me?
I'd go scorched earth for my bestie, too.
-Mm.
I think I'd regret never getting the chance
to meet my biological family.
-I didn't realize that you were adopted, Kinney.
I think if you want to meet your family, you should go for it.
-And what's your regret, Porter?
Not winning your club's squash championship?
[ Laughter ]
-I, uh...
I think I'd regret not being kinder to myself...
...and, uh, maybe...all of you.
♪♪
What about you, Sil-- -Back up.
Are you gaslighting us during a gas leak?
-Uh-oh.
-If you think you can spin this life-or-death crisis
into some weak apology
that erases months of you being cold-hearted
and a constant naysayer, you can think again.
You are a toxic presence around here,
threatening us with insubordination.
And you laughed in my face when I told you
we don't call our patients "crazy."
-Don't forget he held your benzo use over your head too.
-Yes. Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
-And that was before we find out that
you're actually here for some petty revenge against Wolf.
A man we all look up to.
Yeah. Nice try, but mnh-mnh.
-Like I said, I have regrets.
-I was going to say that my biggest regret
would have been not hooking up with Porter.
-Well, Silva, we still got time.
-Out of my way! She's critical!
-[ Shouts indistinctly ] -[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]
-[ Groans ] My chest.
There's something's wrong with my heart.
-He's in V-tach. I need pads on him and amio at the ready.
-We have a new problem -- Emma's loss of consciousness
and Josh's v-tach are signs of severe carbon monoxide.
The amount of oxygen we've been treating them with isn't enough.
We need more.
-But we're running out of oxygen.
-Not just more oxygen, they need more oxygen under pressure.
-How are we gonna do that?
-Get them to the basement.
-Dr. Wolf, how did you know that
Bronx General had a hyperbaric chamber?
-It's one of the perks of having two doctors as parents.
[ Grunts ]
I spent my childhood getting lost down here.
-It looks really old.
-This chamber was originally used to treat
Hudson River tunnel diggers who contracted The Bends.
Today these chambers are rarely used,
but in cases of severe carbon monoxide poisoning,
they can be a crucial lifesaving treatment.
-But how do we know this one works?
-Well, we don't have any other options.
We can't get Josh and Mrs. Henry
to a hospital on time in this storm.
So this has to work.
-There's not a lot of room in there.
-Yeah, which is why you'll be the ones
to operate the controls outside of the chamber.
There's only room for one nurse
and one attending to supervise medical inside.
This is the pressure control valve.
This is the oxygen valve.
You'll turn these dials up
to get as much pressure and oxygen as possible
in order to displace carbon monoxide from the body.
CO binds to blood tighter than oxygen.
That's why it's dangerous.
So in extreme cases, we need the pressure to unbind it.
-So that's why we can't just take the patients
outside for fresh air?
The oxygen needs to be under pressure,
and this creates that pressure.
-Exactly. Dr. Porter, attach this oxygen tank to the chamber.
-I think this is the last tank,
so what happens when this runs out of oxygen?
-Then Josh and Mrs. Henry will die.
This is our only hope.
-Wait.
-Dr. Pedrosa.
-Amos is out of surgery and recovering.
I want to accompany Josh inside. I insist.
-There's only room for one doctor.
Josh?
It's your call. Who do you want?
-I want Beau.
-Dr. Wolf, we better get started.
♪♪
-Wolf, is it a bad time to mention
that I'm severely claustrophobic?
-Just breathe, Silva. But not too much.
Save as much oxygen as you can for the patients.
I'm flooding the chamber with oxygen now.
[ Grunting ]
I'm adding the first level of pressure.
♪♪
-[ Groans ]
-Every increase in pressure is going to feel
like diving deeper underwater.
Do your best to swallow to clear the air
from your middle ear.
[ Monitors beeping ]
-Both patients are becoming bradycardic.
We don't have much time.
-Dial up the pressure again.
-Ah! Oh!
-Every increase in pressure drains the tank faster.
I'm concerned we'll run out of oxygen sooner than we thought.
-Yes, increasing pressure decreases the volume.
It's why an oxygen tank drains faster when you scuba dive.
There's no way around the law of physics.
It's just the needle we have to thread.
-Is this heat normal?
I think it's making it harder for Emma to breathe.
-Yeah, the compressed air is causing the temperature to rise.
It's temporary, but be prepared to intubate if necessary.
-[ Gasping ] [ Monitor beeping rapidly ]
-Dr. Wolf, we have less than one minute of oxygen remaining.
-Well, we can't quit now.
We'll know it's working when their heart rate
and their breathing effort normalizes.
-Wolf. Josh is going to go into cardiac arrest.
-Go up one more level of pressure.
-[ Grunts ]
[ Both groaning ] [ Monitor beeping rapidly ]
-Ah.
-The oxygen is zeroed out. This is it.
♪♪
-Josh.
Josh.
♪♪
-Wolf.
♪♪
[ Beep, beep ]
-Their vitals are normalizing.
-It's working. Decrease the pressure.
We've managed to displace the carbon monoxide, everyone.
You're gonna be okay.
♪♪
-So we have done a full workup,
and I can confidently say that you and your baby
are healthy with no residual effects.
Mrs. Henry...
I'm so sorry that I was the one who told you to stay.
-But you saved my life.
-The chamber? That was intense.
-No, no. Earlier.
The carbon monoxide triggered my wheezing.
I -- I googled it, and wheezing isn't a symptom
of carbon monoxide poisoning unless you have asthma.
I had been trying to tell my OB
that I get these wheezing episodes,
but everyone just keeps writing me off.
-Well, we may accidentally poison you,
but we will never write you off.
-That's why I come to this place,
all the way from Westchester.
You guys care more, even in chaos.
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-How you feeling, Amos?
-Like I just got a nail taken out of my head.
Turns out that guy with the accent is a decent surgeon.
The Chief snagged a good one.
-It sounds like you're still speaking
the unvarnished truth.
-Well, my mouth has a mind of its own.
-Well, this might be your new normal.
How do you feel about that?
-You know...
I was always the kind of guy who kept to myself.
You know, like a fly on the wall.
Now people are going to hear me.
It's going to take some time to get used to.
Especially for my wife. -Well...
sometimes people have to put themselves
through extraordinary circumstances
before they can be honest with themselves or with others.
You get to live your truth, Amos.
-Well, the good thing is,
whenever I tell my wife I love her,
she's going to know I'm telling the truth...
and that I hate her new haircut.
-[ Laughs ]
-Maybe we can see you for some couples therapy.
-It's on the house.
-Thanks, Dr. Pierce.
Hey, don't worry so much.
You're a classy broad with a nice ass.
You're going to find love again.
[ Knock on door ]
-Hey.
-I brought you some tea.
-You don't have to wait on me.
Look, I'm completely fine now.
-Well, Wolf was right.
You always try to seem tougher than you are.
-[ Chuckles ] Mm.
-You, uh...
You told me you barely knew Dr. Wolf.
I'm not sure that's true.
[ Monitor beeping ]
-Wolf and I...
...we used to date.
Briefly.
But it was never going to work, so...
I didn't think it was worth mentioning.
-Hm.
So instead of being honest about it, you...
lie to me?
Josh.
Is there anything else you've been holding back?
-No.
I'm sorry.
[ Scoffs ] I should have told you.
-I like Wolf, but I don't want anything to come between us.
-Well...
[ Strained ] Then we...
won't let anything come between us.
♪♪
[ Soft knock on door ]
-Sounds like you saved Josh's life.
I look forward to seeing how you hold that over him.
Wolf...
can we please agree to disagree about Dana?
I hate fighting with you.
-I don't want to fight with you...
either.
[ Chuckles ]
I'm too tired.
-Well, if there's something else going on,
I really wish you would just talk to me.
-I really screwed up today, Carol.
I almost lost a patient.
-Emma Henry?
No, she's gonna be okay -- -No. Not her.
It's another patient I haven't told you about.
Her name is Sofia, and she was struggling with insomnia,
so I brought her in for a sleep study off the books.
But then I got so wrapped up with Josh...
[ Sniffles ]
I left her alone during the gas leak.
-Wait, she was in the sleep study room
during the gas leak, and she's okay?
-Enough to run off.
-The reason Josh and Emma got so sick
was because they were in closed rooms.
Wolf, if you're saying she was confined, are you sure --
-She's fine.
Physically. It's emotionally I'm not so sure about.
-Would you like me to meet with her?
-No. It's a delicate situation.
I met her outside of the hospital.
She worked...
for my dad.
-Oh, okay.
Um, I can see how that might come with triggers.
-I don't care about triggers, Carol.
She could have died because of me.
I've been, uh...
...trying to hide it. [ Chuckles ]
For a while.
But I have not...
[ Voice breaking ] I have not been myself lately.
Between my dad and Charlie and Josh and you...
-Hey, Wolf. We're good.
I just want to help you.
You just need to ask.
♪♪
-[ Breathes deeply ]
-Hey. Talk to me.
-[ Sobbing ]
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-Here's all the charts
for the third-floor patients from today.
-Thank you, Estelle.
Let's wrap this messy day up with a bow.
-Mm-hmm. Yes, Dr. Pierce.
-Oh, uh, one last thing.
Can you send over any data
that was collected during a sleep study today?
-On it. -Thanks.
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
-[ Sighs ]
I was hoping you were here.
-I ordered Thai.
-I'm so sorry...about today.
I-I betrayed your trust.
-Let yourself down off the cross. I overreacted.
The experience triggered my abandonment issues.
Goes back to childhood.
-I don't talk about this a lot,
but growing up an only child with face-blindness...
no friends...
I became obsessed with the periodic table.
I developed a strange kinship with the inert gases --
Argon, Neon, Helium.
-Makes total sense to me.
-I...
imagined that they were like me.
Isolated, lonely, unable to connect.
I couldn't see them, but I knew that they were there.
I identified most with the noble gas Xenon,
because for so long no one believed
that it could connect with anything.
But it turns out under extreme and specific conditions,
Xenon can bond...
with the electronegative element fluorine.
I guess what I'm saying is...
-I'm the fluorine to your Xenon.
And the so-called extreme and specific condition
that makes our bond work is your dad.
♪♪
If it makes you feel any better,
your dad told me he was miserable without you.
[ Key tapping ]
-[ Chuckles ]
Um...
I guess I don't hate to hear that.
But then I'll never understand why he came back
just to leave again.
Every time he goes...
he leaves so much damage in his wake.
♪♪
-[ Sighs ] Maybe it's not too late
for you to do some of your own damage.
♪♪
-Where is Sofia?
♪♪