-Previously on "Brilliant Minds"...
-I saw Sofia again.
-Sofia was with you for quite some time.
-You created a fantasy version of her to help you.
-She is real. I just haven't met her.
-So, are you from out of town?
-I'm just in from California.
-Information on your birth mom.
-My mom's name is Joan.
-I'm pretty sure we said we wouldn't do this at work.
-And I'm pretty sure you're the one who started it.
-Beau thinks I still have feelings for you.
-Well, what do you think?
-I'm figuring it out.
-Josh, I want to be with you.
Marry me.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
[ Simon & Garfunkel's "The Only Living Boy in New York" plays ]
-♪ Tom, get your plane right on time ♪
-It's cold out.
-You okay, old-timer?
-Hey, Coach. I was just headed home.
72...
20...
14...
-♪ Fly down to Mexico ♪
-72...20...14...
-♪ And here I am ♪
♪ The only living boy in New York ♪
-72...
20...
[ Mumbles ]
-♪ Half of the time, we're gone ♪
♪ But we don't know where and we don't know where ♪
-♪ Ahhhhh ♪
-Your father never threw anything away either.
-Well, these are all of my patient archives.
Every file here has a story.
-Well, it's always a good idea to get your house in order
before a vacation.
Now, do you prefer window or aisle?
-Uh, window.
-You know, I can book my own travel, Mom.
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
-Of course you can.
♪♪
Oh, my gosh.
This poor woman actually mistook her husband for a hat.
-Pastor Thomas.
It was a fascinating presentation of glioblastoma.
-The Disembodied Woman...
The Colorblind Painter...
They sound like chapter titles.
The way that you write about your patients,
it says a lot about you as a doctor.
You lead with your heart, Oliver.
It makes me feel like I did something right.
-You did a lot right, Mom.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
-What does this remind you of?
-Maple syrup urine syndrome!
Oh, my God. Van, you missed Wolf drinking hand sanitizer.
Come on. Don't you have a little FOMO?
-Nope.
-[ Chuckles ] -By the way,
I heard about you and Katie.
You good? -Yeah.
It's been hard, but I've been doing my best to cope.
-She slept with someone the day they broke up.
-Damn, Dang. You move on fast.
-Yeah. Well, so did my one-night stand.
She bailed before I even woke up.
-Hmm. -Oh, hey.
-Hi. -Ready?
-Yeah. Thank you, Joan Marie. -Mm-hmm.
You make the best French roast in Sunnyside.
-Thank you, honey.
[ Soft music plays ]
Good to see you.
-When are you gonna tell her who you are?
-Uh...
-Trust me, Kinney.
You don't want to wake up one day
and regret all the things you didn't say.
♪♪
-Uh...
Excuse me. I-I need a doctor.
It feels like a-a zipper
is being pulled through my chest.
-Okay. Clear the trauma bay! Give me a gurney!
Sir, you're coming with me.
Alright? -Aah!
-Just lay flat. -There we go.
-Rule out dissection. We're coming back!
-Coming through! -Yeah, we got you.
-You ever had surgery before?
-No, no. Why?
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪♪
[ Beep ]
[ Monitor beeping ] -Alright. Standing by.
[ Fluid squirts ]
[ Beep ]
-Dilated root and an intimal flap.
Damn it! Call me a CT surg!
Sir, the main vessel emerging from the heart,
the aorta, has a dangerous tear.
It's 100% fatal without open-heart surgery.
So I need your consent, and then we can move forward.
-No, no. Stop. I-I won't give consent.
I don't want you to open me up.
♪♪
-Hey. Did you know that resin from the papelillo tree,
native to Sayulita, can be used to treat gout and muscle strain?
-Everyone knows that, Wolf. -Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm going on vacation. To Mexico.
Uh, yes. The new me takes time off and goes places.
Hudson Oaks did not count.
-I figured since you're interim chief,
I would put in a formal request.
-You can drop the interim.
As of last night, I have the job.
-Oh, congratulations. That's, uh, amazing.
And so... well-deserved, Nichols. Um...
-Thank you. [ Chuckles ]
-Joshua, we have a family emergency on our hands.
Mom and dad are on their way up now,
so I need you to put on your big-boy pants
and take my side for once.
It's a private family matter.
-Wolf, my sister Serena.
-This is Wolf? Wow.
Don't you have some bonsais to tend to?
-Um, I grow ferns. There's a big difference.
You two share DNA?
-I see Serena is already poisoning the well.
-"Poisoning the well"?
Dad went missing for hours last night.
He could have frozen to death.
-Slow down. What's happening?
-Hey, Doc. You have a bar cart in this establishment?
-This is my office, remember?
Dr. Wolf is, uh, my colleague.
-Bonnie Nichols.
Lovely to meet you. -Likewise. Yeah.
If there's anything I can do to help --
-We're good.
You can go.
-Um...
Hey, Mom, I've been trading calls with his doctors.
But you said his cognitive decline
had been minimal since his last appointment.
-I didn't want to worry you, too. -Serena, would you just --
-She's -- Stop it, kids.
-Stop. What is this system? -You know
he would not like to be seen like this.
-Mr. Nichols? -Stop staring at me! [ Grunts ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪♪
[ Indistinct P.A. announcement ]
-Homeboy right here needs CT surgery
for his aortic root dissection, but refuses consent.
But he doesn't want to go home and die,
so now I'm running an ICU in my E.D.,
trying to keep this guy alive.
Could you please validate
that he is not fit to make medical decisions
so that we can admit his ass into the surgery?
-Uh, I'll see what I can do.
-[ Exhales sharply ]
-Mr...Caldwell,
I'm Dr. Pierce, the on-call psychiatrist.
Dr. Thorne just ran through your case with me.
You're young and otherwise healthy.
You've got a lot of good years ahead of you.
[ Monitor beeping ]
Do you understand that your life is at risk without this surgery?
-I don't want open-heart surgery.
My dad had the same procedure when I was a kid.
He suffered for years.
I'm not gonna let that be me.
So if that means I die, then I die.
[ Soft music plays ]
-You know, I don't always recognize
my own reflection either.
-At least there's someone who can relate.
Can we go home now?
-He's been getting confused more and more lately.
Even when we're at the house,
he keeps saying he wants to go home.
I keep telling him we are home.
And then he gets angry, sometimes aggressive.
-Is that why the nurses I hire keep quitting?
-These are important conversations to be having,
but let's try and have them with Duke instead.
These mood swings that your wife is describing
are very common for Alzheimer's patients.
It's nothing to be ashamed of.
But we should find tools to manage it.
-How could I help manage it when I don't even know
what's going on half the time?
-Watch your tone, young man!
-Honey, Josh is just trying to help.
Do you know that your boy
has just been named chief of the hospital?
Aren't we proud of him?
-Chief? All he cares about is work.
When are you gonna finally settle down
and find yourself a nice girl?
[ Soft music plays ]
♪♪
-We had a long night.
How about we go to the cafeteria and get some coffee?
-Okay, okay.
♪♪
-Your dad doesn't know you're gay?
-Oh, no, he knows.
But he's never really acknowledged it.
Me coming out is why our relationship is, uh...
strained.
I wonder if there's something we could be missing here.
Leaving the house, getting lost --
I mean, this -- this degree of progression,
it just feels atypical.
-Let me take him on as my patient.
I'll do a full workup.
Let's be sure there's nothing reversible
that's caused his acute worsening.
Hey, we'll handle it.
Whatever it is.
-Mr. Nichols, can you spell "flower" backwards?
-No. I've been poked and prodded.
I want to go home, now! [ Bangs desk ]
-Okay. Well, can you write down your home address?
-[ Sighs ] -But we can also take a break,
give you some time to collect your thoughts.
-Okay.
You know what I remember most?
He was stationed in Alaska.
I was a crew chief on an F-15.
-You were in Alaska in the 1970s
when they were planning for the Soviet interception drills?
[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
-Sure was.
[ Laughs ]
[ Film reel clicking ]
[ Laughs ]
♪♪
[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
Hey...
Yo, can I -- can I go home now?
-Duke, when you say home,
are you referring to the place where you currently live
or even a feeling of comfort or safety?
What if you drew what home looks like for you?
-Okay.
♪♪
-What if it's a date?
7/2/2014. -Hmm.
-Maybe something important happened July 2, 12 years ago.
-Well, we know that Duke is ex-military.
Maybe it's GPS coordinates.
-The numbers could be a winning lotto ticket for all I care.
Why is no one talking about the real bochinche?
Wolf is treating Josh's dad.
-Oh, you think this is a pivotal moment
in their "Will they, won't they?", saga?
-I did, until my sources told me that Beau proposed to Nichols.
What if he said yes to the dress?
-Mm.
-Oh!
-[ Whipsering ] Margot from the other night is here, stalking me!
I knew she'd regret sneaking out in the morning.
Don't look at me! Eyes up, 2:00!
[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
♪♪
-Hi.
Dana, right?
♪♪
Were you hiding from me?
-What? No.
I was just looking for my contact.
Found it.
Uh, remind me. Did we discuss my place of work?
I was over-served. -Yes.
-I believe you said you were Bronx General's star intern
and that any paramedic would be lucky to date you.
-Strange. Does not sound like me.
And honestly, you [chuckles]
did not have to come all this way
just to apologize for going AWOL.
-I didn't. I'm here to see my brother.
-I'm so sorry. I did not know he was in the hospital.
Uh, I can look up his room number.
What's his name? -He's a doctor -- Oliver Wolf.
-Oh!
-[ Clears throat ]
I'll show you to his office.
-Mm.
♪♪
-Dana, you slept with Wolf's sister?!
-Yeah.
-I didn't even know he had a sister.
-God, I love this job.
-[ Chuckles ]
-Do not. -[ Laughing ] I'm so sorry.
[ Indistinct P.A. announcements ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪♪
-Hey, Silva, can I get a minute of your time?
♪♪
She's -- You see her? She's real?
-Yes. See her.
You good, Dr. Wolf?
-Yeah, I'm good, yeah. Thank you.
♪♪
-I came here a few days ago to meet you,
but I lost my nerve.
I'm Margot Williams.
Did my father tell you about me?
-No, he did not.
But I came across some family photos,
and I put the pieces together for myself.
You are my sister.
-Half-sister. -Okay.
-The number of times I had to pretend
I was interested in the formation of igneous rocks.
A lot of pressure for an only child.
I'm sure it thrilled him to no end
that he had a lasting impact on you.
-Yeah, well, I suppose it made me feel closer to him
all the years that he was gone.
-[ Sighs ]
-He only told me about you a couple weeks ago.
He got into a motorcycle accident back home.
-Where -- Where's home?
-Marin County.
My Bronx General is Mount Zion.
Dad worked there. I used to, as well.
-You said he got into an accident.
Is he okay?
-I wish I didn't have to be the one to tell you this.
He didn't make it.
He died.
I'm really sorry.
♪♪
I honestly haven't had a lot of time to process it.
-I've had 30 years.
-He left a few things for you in his will.
-And apparently he has a secret pied-à-terre
I need to clean out.
Would you maybe want to help me?
-Uh...Yeah, of course.
Thank you...
for -- for coming here.
Thank you for telling me.
♪♪
[ Door opens, closes ]
-Duke's safety is my number-one priority.
I've hidden all the sharp objects,
taken down all the mirrors.
I cook all of his meals, make sure he eats enough.
-Mom, we can get you more help.
You know, I-I got it covered.
-Oh, I like to do it.
You know, he is at his happiest when he eats.
-I think your efforts are incredibly admirable.
But sometimes prioritizing safety over autonomy
can have negative effects on the people we're caring for.
-It's easy for you to say when it's not your dad.
-Serena...
[ Banjo plays ]
-Uh, it's okay.
I recommend striking a balance.
Let him help out with some of the chores around the house.
-Do you think there was ever a time
when I didn't have to ask him to take out the trash?
Oh, no. I would gladly do it, because I hate it.
He can stay.
-Can I ask, does Duke play?
-First time I saw him, we were at a party.
He had a banjo strapped to him
and started playing Simon & Garfunkel. [ Chuckles ]
I thought right then, "I am going to marry him."
-Music can be such a powerful sensory tool.
I've had success in the past with other dementia patients.
[ Banjo plays ]
Duke, may I? -Please.
[ "The Only Living Boy in New York" plays ]
♪♪
-♪ Tom, get your plane right on time ♪
♪ I know that your part'll go fine now ♪
♪ Fly down to Mexico ♪
♪ Da, da da da, da-da da da da ♪
♪ And here I am ♪
♪ The only living boy in New York ♪
-[ Laughs ]
♪ Half of the time, we're gone ♪
♪ But we don't know where ♪
♪ We don't know where ♪ -♪ We don't know where ♪
[ Film reel clicking ]
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
♪♪
Dad?
♪♪
-I missed you, old man.
♪♪
Let's go home.
-It's okay to let him think that...
-No, no.
-Dad, it's me...
Josh. I'm your son.
♪♪
-I don't have a son!
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪♪
-[ Gasps ]
♪♪
-Alright. Look right here for me.
I'll be right back. -Yeah.
-I have spoken to him three times.
He's not intoxicated. He's not psychotic.
He's proven he has capacity.
I can't portray him as otherwise.
-So now what? We just let him die?
All you need to do is sign a piece of paper
and you will save his life.
-You don't think I want to do that?
Thorne, I've already risked my job once
for an ethics violation.
I'm not going to do that again.
-If he doesn't want to live, that is his prerogative.
But I won't be an accomplice.
-[ Scoffs ]
-Banjo, huh?
-I had a patient a few years ago who played.
I like to pick up my patients' hobbies.
My God.
They have kept a shrine to you.
Please tell me they turned Serena's bedroom into an office.
-My mother's craft room. -Oh.
-When I look at these pictures,
I just see a sad kid,
desperately trying to connect with his dad.
I thought if I followed his footsteps, he might respect me.
I played baseball. I joined the military.
-For what it's worth, I did the same thing.
Except for me, it was gems and minerals
and Bach and motorcycles.
I think Duke mistaking you for his own father
was an attempt to connect with you.
-Maybe.
For years, all I've wanted to do
was have a real conversation with my dad,
for him to recognize me and -- and be proud of who I am.
I naively thought I'd have more time to get through to him.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
-I realize there is no simple solution,
but focused ultrasound with microbubbles
could help slow the progression of his dementia.
You know how Josh feels about experimental procedures.
I thought maybe if he heard it from you.
-I, um, already discussed this with Serena earlier.
-Oh. -She and I have always been --
How is it that you say -- peas in a pod? [ Chuckles ]
Anyway, she wanted a second opinion,
and I told her that given Duke's age and advanced dementia,
focused ultrasound wouldn't make sense.
I'm sorry. I wish I could help.
Please ask Josh if there's anything else I can do.
-Oh, he's in his office if you want to talk to him yourself.
-You don't know?
Josh and I broke up.
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
I don't know, Wolf, if you were the rebound or if I was.
The first time around,
I wasn't ready for all the things Josh wanted.
I hope you're ready for all the things he wants.
It would be a shame for him to get hurt again.
♪♪
-Home plate.
-A shift of perspective.
Do the numbers 72, 20, 14 have any significance to you?
-No. -These are dad's high-school baseball stats.
72 hits, 20 home runs.
-14 bases stolen.
-We are on to something.
Now, I know how hard this disease can be,
how much has been taken from Duke,
from all of you.
But he is still there.
The Alzheimer's has caused his hippocampus to atrophy.
That's the area of the brain
that allows him to form new memories.
But his long-term memories are still preserved.
I know how much we want to bring Duke into the present
to orient him,
but I would actually like to help Duke
by bringing him back to a time
when his most powerful memories were formed --
on the baseball field.
-Reminiscence therapy?
You want us to enter dad's dementia along with him?
-That is one way to phrase it.
Another is that I can offer you
a low-tech, low-risk intervention
that has been shown to improve mood,
decrease social isolation, nurture connectedness.
-Our first date was at a Yankees game.
We'll try anything if it will help my husband.
I want to do it. -Mom...
he's asking a man in his 70s
to play baseball in the height of winter.
-Well, I'm not one
to let a little weather interfere
with my treatment options.
So I enlisted some friends to help with a contingency plan --
a simulation in a controlled environment.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪♪
Duke, I know you want to go home.
So that's where we're gonna take you.
-Justine, did Mr. Caldwell pass?
If so, I'd like to check in with his family.
-Slow your roll. Dr. Pierce is still in surgery.
-Surgery?
He finally consented.
-No. I think Dr. Chan said he didn't have capacity.
But don't quote me on that. I don't know.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
♪♪
-You went behind my back.
-He has a family. I got a second opinion.
I won't apologize. -I don't expect you to.
-Alright. -I just thought you had a little more integrity.
♪♪
Carol...
♪♪
-Can I get you a menu, honey?
-Sure.
-And I'll take a cup of coffee.
-Did you ever live in Bed-Stuy,
over by Fulton? -I grew up upstate.
-I guess you must just have one of those faces.
Hmm.
-Do you actually have a second?
-Mm.
[ Dramatic music plays ]
The truth is that I was born in Brooklyn.
But I was given up for adoption.
I obviously don't remember my birth mother,
but I was told that she was a good person
who just couldn't take care of me.
I think she might be you.
-Is that right?
-I'm sorry if this feels like an ambush.
Uh...
I just really needed to meet you.
-I'm sorry, but I never gave up a baby for adoption.
I'll get you that coffee to go.
♪♪
-Oh, hey.
-Hey.
♪♪
-[ Sobs ] -Oh!
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
♪♪
-Ice cream for you!
Step right up!
-[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
[ Laughs ]
If you build it, he will come.
Man, this takes grand gesture to a whole new level.
-It pays to have access to a motorcycle gang's warehouse.
I just wanted Josh to have that moment with his dad
that I never got with mine.
♪♪
-Dad.
You look so handsome.
-Hey, no crying in baseball.
-[ Chuckles ]
-Go get him, Dad.
♪♪
-I got your mitt.
♪♪
-So, Beau and I are officially over.
Yeah, no, it was -- it was the right decision.
-Okay.
-Suddenly, it feels like
there's nothing standing in the way of me and Wolf.
-So what's holding you back?
-I'm scared that something will go wrong for Wolf
and he'll run away again. -Mm.
-Um...
Josh...
He didn't want to tell you, but his dad passed away.
He just found out a few days ago.
He's okay.
Honestly, he grieved his dad a long time ago.
Point is, that doesn't look like someone
who's running away to me.
-Let's play ball!
[ Cheers and applause ]
-That's -- That's what people say, right?
-Yeah!
Go, Duke! Let's go!
-Yeah, Duke!
♪♪
-Let's go, Duke!
♪♪
-See what you got, Duke.
[ Crowd cheering ]
-Okay, you got this, Dad. Here we go, here we go.
♪♪
-Let's go.
-[ Grunts ]
[ Crowd cheering ]
-Safe!
-Yeah! -Damn, Silva.
Got an arm.
-I'm good at baseball.
-A great hustle!
[ Crowd cheering ]
♪♪
-You're out!
♪♪
-Whoo!
-Yeah, Duke! -Here you go.
[ Crowd cheering ]
-Whoo! Go, Dad!
-Alright, Dad. Alright, Dad.
-Let's go, Duke!
♪♪
-Go, Dad!
-Duke! -Go, Duke!
-Duke.
-Bring me home, baby!
[ Film reel clicking ]
-Come on, Duke!
♪♪
-[ Grunts ]
♪♪
-[ Chuckles ]
[ Uplifting music plays ]
[ Cheers and applause ]
♪♪
-You did it, Dad.
-Come on. Let's go home.
Let's go home.
-Go. -Let's go.
[ Crowd cheering ]
[ Down-tempo music plays ]
♪♪
[ Film reel clicking ]
♪♪
-Go on, Duke! Let's go!
-Come on, Dad! Let's go!
♪♪
[ Laughter ]
[ All chanting "Duke!" ]
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
-Well, it seems like Duke had a really good time out there.
-Thank you for everything you've done for our family.
-Mm. -It's been a long time
since I've seen that version of my husband.
-Duke is still in there.
-Over the years, being married to Duke
[sighs] we've been the keepers of each other's memories.
I always thought we'd spend our golden years
looking back on that time together.
And now he's -- he's forgetting all of it.
It's so sad.
Makes me feel...alone.
[ Soft music plays ]
-At least you know you picked the right person
to make memories with.
-[ Laughs ] You're right.
♪♪
-And that's what I want for my kids.
I, uh...
I'm very proud to have raised a fine neurosurgeon.
Josh takes after his dad in that department,
always making decisions with his head.
[ Laughs ]
I just hope somewhere along the way...
I taught my son to follow his heart.
♪♪
-Pierce.
-Hey.
I can't apologize if you don't let me.
I've had a pit in my stomach all day.
I don't like arguing with you. I'm sorry.
-I don't like fighting with you either, Anthony.
But maybe we aren't good at mixing business with pleasure.
-Carol, it was one hiccup.
I didn't want to let the guy die.
-And I don't like being lied to.
-I am not your ex-husband.
-And I'm not that easy, breezy girl from 20 years ago.
I've had too much life experience,
too much heartbreak, and too much baggage.
I need to hit the pause button.
♪♪
-Okay.
I can respect that.
♪♪
Just let me know when you're ready to hit play again.
♪♪
[ Exhales sharply ]
-You did great out there.
Who taught you how to throw a slider like that?
-You did, Dad.
-[ Chuckles ]
-You know, I still think about
when you coached my little league team.
I was always the weakest batter,
but you put me in the four hole to clean up.
[ Chuckles ] There was that one game.
Ninth inning, bases loaded.
We were down by three. I was at bat.
I...I struck out looking.
-Mm. -We lost.
I was so mad at you for putting me in that position.
But you insisted that we stay late.
Hit some balls. Just the two of us.
Just for fun.
That night, I hit my first home run.
And you cheered,
like the stands were packed with thousands of fans.
Put me up on your shoulders.
You made me feel like I won the World Series.
♪♪
-[ Voice breaking ] I'm so proud of you.
Look at you, a doctor.
Are you dating anyone special?
-Not at the moment.
♪♪
But there is someone.
It's complicated.
-Good ones usually are.
Want to tell me more about him?
♪♪
-Well, for starters, he's a...
He's a brilliant neurologist.
Stubborn as an ox. -[ Chuckles ]
-But I'm just crazy about him.
♪♪
-I figure we could take what we want and donate the rest.
Dad was a pack rat.
-[ Chuckles ] -Mm.
What's so funny?
-Oh, uh, nothing. You know, you're just...
not at all what I imagined.
-Well, I thought you'd be taller.
♪♪
-When I came here and I saw the photos,
I learned that he had a good life with you and your mom.
It hurt, a lot.
I wanted to believe
that he spent the last 30 years grieving me.
I couldn't accept that you got him your whole life
and I didn't.
♪♪
-If it makes you feel better,
he wanted you to have half his ashes.
♪♪
Would it have killed the man to have a filing system?
♪♪
Sorry. This was all just so selfish of him.
-I know. -He had this whole other life.
-I know. -He just drops a bomb on me, and then he dies.
-I know.
♪♪
-I get that...
I was the lucky one.
But growing up,
it always felt like there was someone else
he was comparing me to.
Now I know.
It was you.
♪♪
-I'm sorry about your dad.
-[ Exhales sharply ] Thanks.
But I am okay.
♪♪
Is that for me?
-No. Uh, got it for myself, actually, a few months ago.
It's been a nightmare trying to keep it alive.
Am I watering it too much, not enough?
Try direct sunlight, humidity from the shower.
Strangely, playing Bach is the only thing that seems to help.
-This thing has taken over my life.
It's unpredictable, stubborn, moody.
I never know what it needs.
But it's all I can think about.
-Um...
♪♪
Are we still talking about a fern?
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
I love you, Oliver.
I want to play Bach for you.
I want to put you in the sun.
♪♪
-I love you, too.
♪♪
But I don't know if I can give you the life you want.
You know me.
Josh, I'm not the one you choose.
-Oh. -Well, see? That's just it.
It's -- It's not a choice.
From the day I met you, you were the one.
I tried to fight it. I...
I really did.
[ Chuckles ]
But it was always you.
The life I want,
whatever that looks like, is with you.
-Love is a brain-altering event.
It releases a cascade of neurochemicals.
-♪ ...endless ocean, finally, lovers... ♪
-Dopamine surges,
creating euphoria...
...our desire for connection.
-♪ ...returning to some secret... ♪
-Norepinephrine increases,
causing our hearts to race, palms to sweat.
-♪ Watching in slow motion as you turn around and say... ♪
-Serotonin drops, making us lovesick.
-♪ Take my breath away ♪
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♪Take my breath away ♪
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♪ Watching, I keep... ♪
-Our attachment hormones, oxytocin and vasopressin, rise.
The brain clears a path for us to form a bond...
-♪ ...hesitating to become... ♪
-...and, despite ourselves and all odds, follow our hearts.
-♪ Turning and returning to some secret place to hide ♪
[ Door creaks ]
♪ Watching in slow motion as you turn to me and say ♪
♪ Take my breath away ♪
-Dr. Thorne, we are here to discuss an interaction
you had with a patient named Alan Caldwell.
-We recovered a body in the trunk of a vehicle
registered to Mr. Caldwell.
The body identified was his wife.
-Wait. Sorry. He...
He killed his wife? -We don't know.
Alan named you and a Dr. Carol Pierce as his alibis.
If you could come with us, we have some questions for you.
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[ Pop music plays ]
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-You said no work on vacation.
-Axonal transport kinetics is not work.
It's pleasure.
And please. I see you doing your morning pages.
-[ Singing in Spanish ]
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[ Knock on door ]
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-Breakfast is in 15, and I will not miss that waffle buffet.
Get up boys. Come on.
Your third wheel is hungry!
[ Chuckles ] -So, I've been thinking a lot
about that cocktail you had yesterday, Carol.
-The papaya one or the spicy one?
-There have been so many. How can you keep track?
-[ Chuckles ]
[ Dramatic music plays ]
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-Yes. We need multiple ambulances at the Zavar.
Please hurry.
I got a pulse here, but it's thready!
-[ Sighs ]
-She's having a seizure. Come on.
-[ Groaning ]
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-Her pulse is weak and rapid.
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What is this?
-[ Groaning ]
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[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
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