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- You should be at the hospital.
- I can't be there.

You don't have papers.

After everything over these years,

I'm not worried about
leaving her home alone.

- Stop.
- Come on!

How's she doing?

Somewhere between didn't happen

and can't stop thinking about it.

I get to her office with
a bouquet of flowers.

Nervous. Hoping she'll
say yes to coffee.

But she thinks I'm the delivery guy.

She didn't remember you?

So I pretended to be the delivery guy
and I got out of there.

She gave me a good tip though.

Okay.

How is Rania settling in?

She's great, although she'd rather
be teaching than serving coffee.

Amira loves that she's here.

I guess I'm a better
father than I am a mother.

Who said you were any good at either?

Tell me again Khaled.
You tried for asylum two years ago.

Why does your new lawyer think
it will be any different today?

He does this for people
whose first claim was denied.

He says even though I've been
living here without papers,

he can make the case it's
not safe for me in Libya.

There's too much fighting and violence.

And he knows this official
in the office in Ottawa?

He's confident?

That's why my interview is there.

What about you, Bashir?
Do you love having Rania here too?

I do. Of course I do.

They don't tell you on the spot
if your appeal is successful?

No, but Mr. Kline
says I can work legally

while it's being processed.

And if it isn't successful?

Thank you, brother. For the money,

and for getting me here.

Mr. Gupta? I'm Dr. Hamed.

Gupta. Like loop.

Mr. Gupta, I hear you
have a puncture wound.

You make it sound like I was stabbed.

Not so exciting as that Dr. Ahmed.

Hamed.

I turned into an exposed nail.

How long ago did that happen?

I only ask because it looks infected.

Three days ago.

I dressed it myself, but
I guess not very well.

When you last get a tetanus shot?

When I came from India, four years ago.

Where are you from, Dr. Hamed?

Syria. Two and a half years ago.

And you are already
a doctor? Good for you.

Well, back home, I was already a doctor.

Here, I'm still a resident.

Still, so fast.

Right place at the right time,
I suppose.

I'm fortunate someone
gave me an opportunity.

What do you do for work, sir?

I am trained as an electrical engineer.

Will you need to stitch?

Because of the infection,
I think we should leave it open.

We should order some
blood work just in case,

and get you started on antibiotics.

My company needs a form saying
I'm fine to go back to work.

You'll sign it?

Let's wait and see what your labs say.

You break that, you buy it.

Jake Cooper? I'm Dr. Hunter.

Wow, you're young!

I mean, this is
my first hospital rotation

and I wasn't planning on making
a terrible first impression?

Don't sweat it. How's third-year
med school treating you?

Good. Good. Yeah.

I'm glad to be getting
a break from exams though.

Hmm. So why pediatrics?

It wasn't my first choice.
My first choice was full,

but I figured I should probably
just keep my options open.

Then I'll save you the sales pitch.

Except to say that like
any calling, it chooses you.

- No missed appointments?
- No.

No fluctuations in your rhythm.

If this holds, we can push
your pacemaker another year,

- maybe two.
- That's great.

One more thing.

Any interest in a part-time
resident practice?

- Really?
- Emerg would come first.

I could use a resident with
your experience in cardiology.

I know your own cardiac history

isn't something you spend
a lot of time dwelling on,

but these experiences are formative.

And who better than someone who knows

what it's like to be a cardiac...

I don't think so.

I mean, thank you. That's
a great offer, I just, um...

I don't think it's the right
time to take on more.

You're busy. I figured. No problem.

You've been my mechanic
for 20 years, Frank.

First time you've come
to me for medical help.

- More pain, yeah?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah. Okay.
- I'm a fix-it-myself type of guy, Jed.

Is whatever this is gonna
mean more problems for me?

You mean like coming in with an oil leak

and needing an engine rebuilt?

No, it's just a dislocated shoulder.

You're pawning me off.

Eh, an apprentice, same as you.

Claire starts a new
role soon and needs a...

Guinea pig?

Trust me and just lie back already.

I got it.

Okay. So it's like
a handshake, you know,

and you'll slowly work
it up to 90 degrees.

- There's resistance.
- Well, there should be.

Frank. Frank, are you with us?

- Um...
- Frank.

- Huh.
- His pulse is strong.

Yeah, you just got to, um...

just gotta hyper-extend it.

There we go. Okay.

It's alright, Frank, just breathe.

Okay, well, I'm getting
an irregular heartbeat,

and so, for a man your age,
we're gonna want to rule out

anything like cardiac arrhythmias,

hypoglycemia or blood pressure issues.

You said it was just a shoulder, Jed.

The loss of consciousness changes that.

We'll keep you a little
longer, run some tests.

Dr. Curtis.

Was it necessary to
steamroll Claire like that?

I just... I wasn't sure if she
needed help and I thought...

- I wasn't sure if you...
- Let me set the record straight.

I'm not hands on,

but if I need anyone stepping
in on a patient I'm overseeing,

I will ask. Any questions?

Which one of you is Dr. Hunter?

- That's me.
- You've been served.

Guess that's one way to
announce I'm getting a divorce.

Theo. I'm so sorry.

In other news, has
everyone met Jake Cooper?

Hey, Theo.

I knew it was coming.

Didn't think it would be in front
of all my colleagues but, uh...

I still get to see plenty of the girls.

Even got myself an apartment.

A divorced dad's apartment in Sudbury.

If you have to take that.

Yeah, sorry, just one second.

Hello?

I've got an urgent walk-in in here!

What happened?

These two got out the back
of a car and they just...

My neighbour fell through the
glass doors of our building.

We couldn't tell how bad it
was until we got him in the car.

I'm scared if I move my
hands they'll pop out again.

His insides.

Okay. Let's go. I need help in here!

Okay Alison, we've got
you. Claire will take over

- after I count to three.
- Standing by.

Alright. Let's give our good
samaritan a break, Dr. Leblanc.

On it. One, two, three.

Airway is patent! Pulse is weak
and rapid! Prepare for MTP!

- Will he be okay?
- He has a chance, now, thanks to you.

We'll update you as soon as we can.

Heart rate is 140, BP is 90 over 50.

Scratch that, 80 over 60...

- Tell me what you're seeing!
- Penetrating hepatic trauma.

Patient rolled through a glass
door. Narrow pulse pressure,

hypotensive, tachycardic,
and hemodynamically unstable.

- That is one exposed liver.
- Possible laceration?

Gonna have to retract, to be sure.

- I've only done that once.
- That never stopped you before.

Janie, the retractors for Dr. Leblanc.

You'll need to find the bleed.

You're going to gently suspend
the organ to look underneath.

- Arnold, one gram TXA.
- Yeah.

And putting packed cells
through the level one now!

Talk to me, Mags.

Blood's pooling underneath the liver.

Are you asking me or telling me?

I'm telling. I can't see
where the blood is coming from!

Arnold, see if you can get more light.

Claire, give her a hand
to get a better look.

- Right in there.
- The hepatic artery is...

inferior, anterior, and to the right.

- Mags?
- I've got the hepatoduodenal ligament.

- Pressure's dropping, guys!
- Possible tear in the artery.

I'm gonna perform the Pringle maneuver.

- Yup.
- We need to clamp the porta hepatis.

Satinsky clamp!

- Oh, I got it.
- Good, good. Right.

Cover the wound with soaked
dressings, get him up to OR now.

I couldn't see where
the bleed was coming from.

I understand the way your
confidence is rattled.

I know you took a couple of days
off, but if you need more time.

No, I'm fine, sir. I just want
things to go back to normal.

Our new family doctor
thinks it's an allergy.

Put us on a food challenge,
but every time we...

I mean, we rule something
out the vomiting comes back,

and he threw up bile this morning.

That does not sound fun,

but why don't you open up
and let me take a look, okay.

No offense to the hard-working
doctors in the room,

but our GP isn't doing enough. You know?

We need real results from real
tests, as soon as you can get us in.

A scope, MRI, blood work,
someone to take this seriously.

Well, any recurring fever or headaches?

No.

Why don't you lay back for me?

How about stress? 'Cause that can
really do a number on your stomach.

We just moved from Winnipeg.

First year of high school in a new city.

But Dima here, he's kicking
ass and taking names.

Gets straight A's, he always has.

He's been a real trooper
about all of this.

We're gonna get through this, pal.

- Chronic gastritis?
- That's rare in teenagers.

Appendicitis?

There's no localized abdominal pain.

What'd you think about the dad?

I mean. Nice guy.

He didn't exactly let
his son get a word in?

And exhaustion and
gastrointestinal symptoms

can all stem from anxiety.

Well, if it's psychological,
would Dimitri know that?

I may not be ready to say.

Even well-meaning parents
can have blind spots.

Especially when their
life's in transition.

- These things can be delicate.
- I guess you'd know.

As a doctor, not as a parent. I'd...

I don't even know if you have kids.

We'll check for an ulcer,
with a barium swallow,

but that'll have to wait until tomorrow.

Hopefully, Dimitri will be
ready to open up by then.

In the meantime, you get to
learn how to order GI tests.

The glass sliced an
artery under his liver,

but we got to it in time
because you kept him alive.

I've lived down the hall
from him for years,

but I don't even know Warren.

Well, thank you so much for everything.

Are you saying I should leave?

I mean, it's just, there's not
much else you can do for him.

I have his phone, I could...

let his family know what happened.

Our social worker can do that.
Unless you know them, maybe?

It's just... I'm always
at work, first thing.

Only today, I was late.
Trust me, I'm an accountant,

I'm the last one to go down this road,

but it's like the universe put me there

at that exact moment.

And now, I've held
his liver in my hands.

I need to see this through.

I heard you had a major
liver laceration in trauma?

Apparently, the universe
put me there just to fix it.

You don't believe in fate?

I mean, no, but the
universe doesn't reward

or punish us for who we are.

Right, that was Dr. Novak's job

and thankfully he's gone now?

No, it's now what I... I don't know.

Hello again, Mr. Gupta. So
your wound seems under control.

We saw an elevated white
blood cell count in your labs.

So I'll be giving you
a prescription for antibiotics,

as well as instructions for
regular cleaning and redressing.

- Then I can leave?
- You can...

And the form? My employer
needs it for insurance purposes.

You said you were
an electrical engineer,

but on the form it says that
you work on a construction site?

I said I was trained as one.

Right now I work as an
electrician's apprentice.

Is this work physical in nature?

I pull cables, lay wire.

If you're bending, lifting,
doing strenuous activity,

it could aggravate your wound...

So you won't sign it?

I will, if you agree to rest for 72.

They'll replace me if I take that long.

You can help me, but you won't?

Sir, I'm trying to help you

by doing what I can to keep
you from risking further injury.

Someone's forgotten what it's
like when he's not at the right place

at the right time.

What about you, Bashir?

Do you love having Rania here too?

I do. Of course, I do.

I wish we got to stay where we were.

Live our lives from then.

If I'm more than five hours, just go.

Go back to Toronto? Without you?

I missed hearings after my
first asylum claim was denied.

There's a detention order
against me. They may hold me.

What? For how long?

Mr. Kline doesn't think it will happen

and I said I would risk it.

I gave him your number just in case.

Khaled, you're telling me this now?

I didn't want you to try
to talk me out of doing it.

Bashir, I don't work,
unless it's under the table.

I am tired of living like a fugitive.

Always looking over my shoulder
like my life is on hold.

I am not a real person!

Thank you.

You've reached
the voicemail of Jack Kline...

BP is 130 over 100, temp is 38.3,

O2 sats 98!

Mr. Gupta, tell me what happened.

- You know this man?
- Yeah, I saw him yesterday

for an infected puncture
wound on his right thigh.

No pulse, leg's ischemic.

- Was it cold and pale yesterday?
- No, but his wound

has been slow to heal. Ultrasound.

Mr.Gupta, did something
re-aggravate your wound?

Sameer, I need to know what happened.

They didn't even want the note.

When I climbed the ladder, it started.

Five milligrams morphine!

There's no flow in
the dorsalis pedis artery,

- Dr. Atwater. Thrombosis?
- Arterial dissection?

Pseudoaneurysm can develop at
the femoral artery after trauma.

We need more imaging to confirm.

What is happening to me?

There's a blockage in
an artery in your leg,

and the blood supply is being cut off.

You need a procedure
to resolve it, Sameer,

or you're going to lose this limb.

Okay, put in an IV,

I need two grams ancef, one liter of NS.

And let's him to CT angio to
check out the blood vessel.

Is there someone you'd like
us to call for you, Mr. Gupta?

Dr. Leblanc! An ER nurse
said you'd be in today.

Have you been here all night?

His son is flying in, but
he doesn't land for a while.

Warren's opened his eyes a couple times,

but he just drifts off right again.

Totally normal after the trauma
and surgery he went through.

Isn't there some place
else you need to be?

I don't want him to be
alone when he does wake up.

I feel like even the half-stranger

from down the hall
is better than no one.

That's admirable, but...

Also, I heard a nurse say
that his blood pressure is low,

but I know he takes meds
for high blood pressure.

How do you know that?

I found some pills in his pants.

I left them for Dr. Weir, but
he just had a nurse tell me

that they have everything in
hand. No one tells me anything

because I'm not family, and
you were so great yesterday.

So I thought maybe if I told
you about his blood pressure...

Alison, um...

you need to trust his team to handle it.

You should go home.

Get some rest.

Morning, Mr. Brezina.

So, yesterday, they tell me
my shoulder needs an operation,

but they need to run
a bunch of tests first,

and now the nurses are saying
it might not even happen today?

Right. Well, that's
what I wanted to discuss.

Blood work is showing that your
kidney function is impaired.

Okay, that's my own damn fault.

I eat like crap. Drink too much, I know.

Actually, I was concerned about
a condition called aplastic anemia.

What does that have
to do with my shoulder?

Nothing. It's a potentially
serious condition

that prevents your body from
producing new blood cells.

How concerned are we talking here?

Enough to want to rule it
out with a bone marrow biopsy.

So a hematologist will
be by soon and we...

Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

You want to stick a needle into my bone

because you have a hunch?

It's not a hunch. You're a mechanic.

Benzene in gasoline is
one of the known causes.

This is why I don't go to the doctor!

You come in with one little thing

and leave with a whole
other set of problems!

This is a potentially
life-threatening condition

- we're talking about.
- Or it could be nothing.

That's what I'm saying.

Can you talk some sense here, Jed?

Give us a minute, Dr. Curtis.

Take this form to the third floor,

and then take one turn
left, and then one right.

Can I stay with him for the X-ray?

How's it going, guys?

Mr. Furst, we were
hoping you could take me

through all the foods that Dmitri
ruled out during his allergy tests.

While I walk him upstairs,

make sure the techs
know what to look for.

It's cool, Dad. He can take me.

Okay,

I'll see you after.

I am looking for my husband.

Sameer Gupta, someone called.

That was me, Ms. Gupta.
I'm Dr. Bashir Hamed.

Right this way.

Jaan.

You called her, Dr. Hamed?
I didn't want to worry her!

He said it was an emergency!
Of course I should be worried.

Anju, I'm fine.

There was an aneurysm in my leg,
but they fixed it. Tell her.

Um, yes. Surgeons fed a small
wire through Sameer's artery

to clear an obstruction
caused by an exposed nail.

He's recovering, but because
the wound's still infected

his temperature is elevated.

A nail in your leg? And
this happened at the office?

You said you were promoted.

No more crawl spaces or ladders.

There are nails at the office!

Would you lie to your wife
about your job, Dr. Hamed?

He doesn't have to. He's doing
the job he was meant to do!

And all my husband does is
punish himself because he's not!

Can we fight about
this when I feel better?

Before you were fine. When
things get real, you're sick?

Anju.

- I want to go home, Sameer.
- Yes, okay.

The doctors have it handled.
I'll be home in no time.

You know what I meant. Our home.

Jaan, it's time.
You're the only one who can't see it.

I'll give you a minute.

Wait. I need a blood test.

Anju, why? Are you okay?

I'm pregnant, Sameer.

Or at least I think I am.

Now you see how it feels
to be kept in the dark.

Congratulations.

You know, I took two home tests,

but I didn't trust them.

We tried for so long.

Would you like to see your baby?

Lie back for me.

You know, in my faith,

you tie a door when
you ask for a blessing.

And we asked one before we came here.

But I'd given up, but
Sameer never gives up.

Yes, I noticed.

It's going to be a little cold.

Heartbeat is strong. I'd
say about eight weeks.

It wasn't his dream to
come to Canada, it was mine.

I said that there would
be more opportunity for us.

It is always like that.
I dream and he does.

Sameer worked so hard to make it happen,

and we were both so
excited. But the reality...

Was, uh, not what you expected?

I'm not saying it would
be easy to go back but...

We had a life in Delhi.

And we have family we miss.

And he could be an engineer there.

Will Sameer be okay, Dr. Hamed?

He's still very weak.
And he needs a lot of rest,

so his body can fight the infection.

We wanted this for so long.

What if it happened at the wrong time?

So barium is harmless, but gross.

So for every sip you get
down, I'll take one too. Deal?

Just think of it as a milkshake.

A radioactive chalk milkshake.

So, how you liking Toronto?

Your dad seems to think
you're getting used to it.

Him and my mom really want me to.

When I started at this hospital,

I remember knowing no-one.

I used to eat alone in the caf
and I'd pretend to read.

I don't even go to ours anymore.

Because the food sucks?

I almost never feel like eating.

Just because when I don't have to...

- I feel better, like...
- You're in control?

I found this group online.

Other people who feel the same way.

We sort of set goals for each other

and cheer each other
on when we make them.

What kind of goals?

Eating less calories.

And, um...

Throwing up if we eat something bad.

I know it shouldn't
feel good, but it does.

Why do you think you're telling me this?

I know that if I tell my dad...

I know I should stop, but...

Dimitri, do you want to stop?

I don't know how.

Well, I can help with that.

And I can be there when
you talk to your dad,

if you think that would make it easier.

Frank's testosterone is low.

You're thinking andropause?

And when you give him
the results of his scope,

you should tell him that too.

I won't be giving him
either of those results.

I'm pretty sure
he doesn't want to see me.

And you seem to have a problem
with how I deal with him, so...

Frank's afraid, June.

And like most of us,
he covers with bravado.

You may have to peel back yours

to make room for him to do the same.

So you want me to act
weak so he can feel strong?

Maybe there's a way for you
to meet him in the middle.

A stressed-out resident of
Dr. Weir's was looking for you.

Something about needing a consult for

the exposed liver patient
you had yesterday.

No, it's not Weir who
needs me, it's Alison.

The bystander who saved Warren's life.

She heard his blood pressure
was low and she's now convinced

I'm the person to
interrogate it with her.

Do you think she's right?

No, I think I should stay
out of it, and so should she,

but she won't let it go.

So her relentlessness irritates you?

Yes, I see the irony.

Should I let them know you're coming?

Dr. Leblanc, you came.

Well, you left me no choice.

I have a roster of patients in Emerg,

but senior surgeons are
dragging me here because of you.

Who? Weir? I haven't seen him all day!

Just different residents
every three hours and each time

I'm the one bringing them up to speed.

Alison, I spoke to Dr. Weir myself.

Warren's blood pressure is low,
but in the acceptable range.

But it's dropping in waves,
and each time it levels,

it's a little bit lower and
his breathing gets shallow.

Okay, stop. You just have to stop!

I can't. Look, maybe
you don't understand,

but I know that if I walk away

when I could have made a difference...

That's just not the kind
of person that I want to be.

Look I've been watching him more
than anyone else for a full day now,

and I'm telling you,
he's paler than he was before.

Now, you're the one who found
the injury underneath his liver.

If you tell me that he's
okay, I promise I'll accept it.

Okay, Alison. One more look.

Thank you.

It's impossible.

What?

A foreign body near Warren's heart.

Could be glass from the accident.

They would have imaged his
abdomen where the wound was.

But maybe it travelled
through his bloodstream.

What does that mean?

That you may have just
saved his life again.

Khaled?

Dr. Hamed, this is Jack Kline.

Is Khaled okay? Tell him I haven't left.

Unfortunately, Khaled's in
immigration hold for now.

He's been arrested? He told me
you said that wouldn't happen.

Well, when an appellant is in
violation of a previous order

border services can request detention.

I was hopeful they wouldn't go
that route, but it is where we are.

- You have to get him out.
- We're working on it.

The good news is that Khaled's
not a security threat.

I'll petition release pending
processing of his appeal.

It just may take some time.

How much time?

24 hours at least.

Go back to Toronto, Dr. Hamed.

There's really nothing
else you can do here.

Mr. Gupta, what are
you doing out of bed?

Anju hasn't come to see
me. I need to talk to her.

Anju is fine. She just
needs a little bit of time.

Okay, I'm concerned that your infection

has spread to your blood stream.

It's called bacteraemia
and it could be lethal.

Let me take you back to your room.

I promised her a future here.

If we go home now,

I fail my wife and my child.

Do you understand?

The life I built and the home I knew...

doesn't exist anymore.

I would give anything to get that back.

Let me take you back to your room.

Hey! His heart-rate's elevated
and he's cold and clammy.

Tell the intensivist he
could be in septic shock.

Go! Sameer! Sameer!

Since when aren't we
honest with each other?

Why won't you talk to me?
Whatever it is, I need to know.

Guys? Is everything okay?

Because I got the results
back from imaging,

there's no signs of
obstruction or ulcers.

So it is psychological then?

That's what the other
doctor, the kid, just told me.

I am...

I'm very sorry. You never
should have heard that from him.

Dima? Whatever it is, we can fix it.

There's nothing to fix!

He just told you, the
tests didn't find anything.

Can't we just go?

No.

No. Not until one of you
tells me what's going on.

We all need to just...

take a deep breath and we'll
talk this through, okay?

The lab rushed your biopsy
and it's not aplastic anemia.

I know it's been a stressful
time, but uh, we had to check.

Let me guess, you have another
theory about why I'm anemic.

Actually, we know why.

You have low T.

Sometimes it's called
andropause, but basically

it just means that your
testosterone levels are declining.

I mean, sometimes, this
happens when men get older.

You know, this is pretty good news

considering the alternative,
Mr. Brezina.

That I'm basically less of a man?

You just supplement your testosterone,

make some lifestyle
changes, and on the surface,

it just looks like you're
taking better care of yourself.

But underneath, I'm a blubbering mess.

I mean, show me someone
who isn't, right?

I can't remember the last
time I let a woman see me cry.

Same here.

Look, you'll be fine.

And I'll get that shoulder fixed ASAP.

Thanks, though.

Yeah.

It's very serious, Mrs. Gupta.

The surgeons need to cut
out the infected tissue

from beneath his original puncture wound

to keep it from
poisoning his bloodstream.

Will that save him?

We'll do our best.

Sameer!

Anju!

I don't care where we are,

as long as we're together.

There's my husband.

It's time.

You come back to your family.

I realized I hadn't eaten all day.

What? What happened?

They did everything they could,

but the glass pierced his heart.

Warren's dead?

Were we too late?

I'm so sorry, Alison.

His body was still weak,
recovering from trauma,

which makes it harder to
survive a major surgery.

Then, if I hadn't pushed
for us to do something...

Did I cause this?

No. This was not your fault.

But I got involved.

And now I'm grieving
someone I don't even know.

Do you know what that's like?

If I was never going
to be able to help him,

then what was the point?

Frank found out about his
low T? How'd he take it?

No, he handled it.

But you think maybe you could
just pretend I didn't tell you?

I don't think he wants anyone to know.

Good point.

Hey. Do you know if Sameer
Gupta's still in surgery?

Uh, I haven't heard anything.
You want me to call?

- Yes, please.
- Do you have any idea what you did?

Breaking Dmitri's confidence like that?

Dr. Hunter, that wasn't...

The father kept asking so many questions

about what else it might be,

- I didn't know.
- No. You don't know.

- You know nothing!
- Dr. Hunter.

You have charts to finish.

Tell Mr. Kline it's Bashir Hamed
calling again.

I'm waiting for his call.

Yes. Yes. Hamed.

- Hey.
- Hey. Where are you going?

To check on a patient. You?

Uh. I don't know, actually.

I was supposed to get
off on one, but I didn't.

I, uh...

I heard about your liver
laceration. He died?

Yeah.

How's your good samaritan?

Blaming herself.

Asking why she even got involved at all.

Because that's who she is.
And no one else would have.

It's not fair.

How you see me.

You left this for me?

Yes, a letter to your program director,

and a formal offer for you
to do your clinical hours here

when they officially start next month.

So I don't get to even
consider any other options?

Thank you for deciding my future for me.

I'm not deciding anything,
Claire. I'm just...

I'm just making an offer.

No, you're trying to hold on to me.

I know you don't want
things to change, Jed,

but they already have.

And you're acting like
you're facing all this head on,

but you haven't once
told me what you feel

about the fact that you
can't work on patients.

I'm adjusting.

No.

You're deflecting.

There's a difference.

Heard you were looking for me?

Yeah, you, uh, you got a minute?

Didn't have you pegged as a smoker.

A secret and very infrequent vice.

I really messed up there.

No, I did.

Putting the dad on you,
knowing how he is.

And then losing it on you?
It's not cool.

Did I tell you both
my parents are surgeons?

So you're used to perfectionist doctors?

Perfectionist, divorced doctors.

They split when I was 14. And...

when the myth of perfection ended,

they got to just, I don't know,

be themselves, I guess.

I'll see you tomorrow, Jake.

I was glad to hear how well
you're responding, Sameer.

Your surgeons tell me you'll
likely be discharged in a few days.

Thank you.

The next time I ask for a blessing,

it will be for you to
find your way home again.

Dr. Hamed. I'm sorry
I haven't gotten back to you.

It's been two weeks, Mr. Kline.

- I know.
- You said Khaled would only be

- in detention one day.
- I know. But he's okay.

His spirits are good, considering,
and we are doing everything we can.

Whatever it takes. If it's a question
of money, I'll pay it.

Khaled asked me to
pass along his thanks.

And I continue to believe our
appeal has a chance. But...

Well, you may want to get
your head around the idea

that if things don't work
out, he could be deported.