All language subtitles for Greys.Anatomy.S19E14.1080p.WEB.h264-ELEANOR_Subtitles03

- ♪ It goes on and on

- The human body has three
systems of communication--

the nervous, endocrine,
and immune systems.

- ♪ It goes on and on

♪ Get away from me, yeah

♪ What we do for the people

♪ Trying to save you
from your ego ♪

♪ This world never stops

♪ Till you're [inaudible]
free to find the [inaudible] ♪

♪ Said you needed a hero

- When any of these systems
experience a malfunction,

it can wreak havoc
on the body.

- ♪ Try to copy me

♪ Try to steal my flair

♪ I go for love

♪ It's time to let it rain

- Effective communication
between surgeons in the OR

is just as essential.

- Guess who took the red eye?

- Guess who took
the whole day off?

- ♪ We're gonna get higher

♪ Tiptoe through fire

♪ We're gonna get high

♪ Till we find our way

♪ It goes on and on

- When a life is at stake,

there's no time or space
for body language

or carefully chosen words.

- ♪ It goes on and on

- You're saying I should
crawl into a hole and hide?

- No, I'm saying changing
your phone number

and email address
isn't the worst idea.

[phone buzzes]

- I'm not gonna let them win.

- It's just a
cell phone number.

- Just a cell phone number?

It's the only one
I've ever had.

I've known that number
longer than I've known you.

- I've been reading--

I've been reading up on other
doctors who've been doxxed,

and it only gets worse
from here.

Calls at all hours of the
night, email inboxes flooded,

people showing up
at your door.

- You want to move.

- Look, we'll find an Airbnb.

It'll just be six months, tops.
- Six months!

- Like a vacation--
- Oh, no.

No, this will blow over.

They'll get bored
or find someone

else to be outraged about.
[phone buzzing]

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

- Look, I'll have an intern
babysit my phone.

- ♪ It goes on and on

- But no matter
how hard we try,

there's always a risk
of being misunderstood.

Or simply unheard.

- You look like crap.

- Yeah, I worked the closing
shift at Joe's.

What's your excuse?

- Do we still have
that thing tonight?

- Yes, cake tasting at 7:00.

- Oh.

Can't wait to see what you
do with floral

arrangements, Adams.

- Remember when you
fainted in the OR?

- So this is Pierce's last day?

- Oh, God, I hate that.

- Apparently Ndugu's staying.

I work at a bar.

I hear things.

- Good for her.

- You don't like Ndugu?

- Don't like marriage.

- What's wrong with marriage?

- It's a distraction.

- From what?

- Meaningful career,

making an impactful
contribution to the world,

fully-realized
individual potential.

- Ready.

- Are you sure?

[elevator dings]

- [giggles] Sorry.

Are you going to get off work
on time tonight?

Because I made us
this reservation

at that pizza place
you keep talking about.

- Pizzageddon?
- Mm-hmm.

- It's impossible to get into.

- Well, I have an in
with the manager.

I delivered his baby.

- Did I forget?
Is it my birthday?

Is it your birthday?
- No, I just--

I figured that we deserved
a night out.

- Yeah.
- Yeah!

- All right.
- OK.

[both chuckle]

- Those two need to get a room.

- What, Link and Wilson?

- Yeah, they basically just
had sex in front of us.

- [scoffs] You remember
what sex is, right?

- I'm just saying. Messy.

- I don't know.

Hey, you remember when you
and me used to be like that?

[elevator dings]

- Nope.

- Do you smell margaritas?

- It's me.

Joe's had a two-for-one
special last night.

- Oh, maybe you should
try soap next time.

- Oh, maybe you should try
being the maid of honor

for someone you have
feelings for who's

marrying someone else--
oh, wait.

Mission accomplished.
- We're just friends.

- Don't care.

Oh, but can you bring leftovers
from the cake tasting?

- Ow.
Ow!

- What do we got?
- William Hudson, 32.

GCS 14.

Left upper extremity deformity
and abdominal contusion.

Systolic's in the low 100s.
- Trauma three.

- OK. What happened?
- Am I bleeding?

- He, uh, tried to mail himself
to his girlfriend in Florida.

- Excuse me?
- It's her birthday tomorrow.

- Says he was trying
to surprise her.

- Wait, you put
yourself in a box?

- Ow!

- And the box fell
from the conveyor belt

while they were loading it
into the plane.

- Yeah, maybe for the best.

He could have died
in the cargo hold.

- He could still die here.

- What?

- I'll go page Hunt.

- You guys still use pagers?

[PA announcement]

- Excuse me, excuse me.
Hi, are you doctors?

- Uh, yes, we are.
How can we help you?

- We're here to speak
to Dr. Margaret Pierce.

- Do you have an appointment?

- Viv, this was
not a good idea.

- Can you just call Dr. Pierce?

- Uh, her--
her schedule is very busy.

But if you, um, give me
your information, I can--

- No, no, no, no.
We just drove 400 miles

in my 1994 roadie van,

without air conditioning,
so that my friend here

could be seen for
the giant tumor

that is crushing her heart.

So can you two baby doctors
just pick up the phone

and call Dr. Margaret Pierce?

Because we are not leaving
until you do.

- You packing up?
- Yeah.

I'm at that point where
I'm just throwing everything

into a bag because I don't
have time to decide whether

I want to keep it or not.

I know this is all
happening really fast.

Um, it's actually happening
a little quickly for me, too.

But this is just such
a huge opportunity.

- I guess I thought this place
meant more to you

than just a stepping stone
for something bigger.

- Richard, of course it does.

- I mean, we just revived
the residency program.

We just lost Meredith.
- I know.

And I told Teddy
when I gave her

my resignation that I would
help interview new candidates

over video chat.

- In my day, you accepted a job
after your fellowship,

then you worked there
until you retired.

They taught you that
loyalty mattered.

- So out of loyalty, I should
not pursue research that would

save thousands of patients?

- You've already started
doing that here with Winston.

- I hate that you're upset, but
I'm not going to apologize--

- Dr. Margaret Pierce,

can you please come
to the nurses' station

on the first floor, please?

- I guess, um...

- Dr. Margaret Pierce...
- We'll talk later.

- Can you please come
to the nurses' station

on the first floor.

- Ma'am, you are not allowed--

- Dr. Margaret Pierce,
can you please

come to the nurses' station--

- Security is on their way,
and the longer we do this,

the longer it will--
- Oh, my God. I'm here.

- Second floor please!

- Why am I being paged
on repeat by someone

who doesn't even work here?

- We're so sorry, Dr. Pierce.
- She grabbed the phone.

- And we called security.
- Dr. Pierce!

Um, big fan.

This is Nola.

She has
mediastinal mass syndrome

due to the large thymoma
which has

completely taken over
her heart.

- Uh, Dr. Griffith,

uh, get them upstairs
in a room,

so I can do a proper consult,
but do not ever

come into a hospital
that way again,

or you'll be quickly
escorted out.

- Uh, I thought
you were leaving.

- [sighs]
I'm going to push my flight.

Next time, try listening
to the patients

before you call security
on them.

- [grunting]

- I'm sorry.

I know it's uncomfortable.
- Uncomfortable?

It hurts like hell.

[grunts]

- Can't you give him
anything for the pain?

- We need to complete
the initial exam first.

- Can I just get back
to playing "Minecraft"?

- What mode are you playing?

- Survival.
- Mm.

- Just nailed an
enchanting table,

then you came in and
started trying to kill me.

Ow!
- Sorry.

- David.

Oh hey, Daisy.

- Dr. Webber.

- Well, look who we have here.

Dr. Kwan?

- Grayson Friedman, 13.

History of
ulcerative colitis,

which has previously been
in clinical--

- He knows already.
He's my doctor.

- Hey. Sorry.

Dr. Webber diagnosed Grayson
when he was eight.

We've been managing
his condition with meds.

But this morning, the pain
was so bad he collapsed

on the floor in the bathroom.

- Do you think
he needs surgery?

- No.
- Last time you mentioned

an ostomy.
- No, I know what that is.

It's not that bad.
Don't do surgery, please.

- We won't do anything until
we find out what's going on.

We'll run some tests,

and then we'll get you
something for your pain.

- Thank you.

- I don't want surgery.

I don't even think I need it.

- Order a CBC, CMP,
inflammatory markers with a CT.

Then put him on an IV steroid

with a PRN of morphine
to make him comfortable,

and page me
when you get the scans.

- Uh, Dr. Webber?

Do you think that maybe we
could find some time to talk?

- Seems like we're
doing that now, Schmitt.

- Well, I don't have
my notes with me.

Right.

I've been thinking
about fellowships

and attending positions,

and I would love
to pick your brain--

- You haven't applied
for your fellowships yet?

I submitted my
recommendations

for most candidates months ago.

- I've been exploring options,

and I would love
your suggestions.

- You're a fourth-year
resident, Schmitt.

My suggestion would be,

get your act together
sooner than later.

- Nola, we're really here.

You're--you're really
being examined

by Dr. Margaret Pierce.

I mean,
the Dr. Margaret Pierce!

Meeting you in person,
it's like--

- That time we met
Stevie Nicks.

- I'm digging this more.

- I am flattered.

Oh, keep her elevated.

If she's flat,
the tumor could further

compress the vasculature, which
could lead to more swelling.

Griffith?

- Uh, Nola Marquez, 42.

Developed a mediastinal mass

with a tissue diagnosis
of a thymoma.

The tumor grew
alongside her heart,

putting pressure on it
and the vasculature,

causing SVC syndrome.

Symptoms include
shortness of breath

and mental acuity issues.

- It's not that bad.
- No one believes you.

- Sisters?
- Close.

We're, uh, friends since
elementary school.

We met in chorus, and been
rocking together ever since.

- You're in a band?
- We are a band.

Double Helix.

- Ever since Nola got diagnosed
she hasn't touched her guitar.

- I can barely sleep,
let alone perform.

Viv has dragged me
to every heart surgeon

in the Pacific Northwest.

No one will operate.

They all say it's too risky.

- Bunch of cowards.
But now we have the best.

Dr. Pierce, she's--she's not
pop rock, she's Led Zeppelin.

Double Helix is back.

- All right, well,
first things first.

Let's get some scans,
see where we are.

Griffith, Millin.

- Uh, she's been fasting, and
we've both been visualizing.

So she's ready for surgery
the minute you are.

- Why didn't you
show up with flowers?

That was all I'm saying.

- It was supposed to be
a grand romantic gesture.

- I surprised you in Germany.

- Yeah, but you came
on a plane.

- Yeah, like a
regular human person.

- We need to check his upper
left extremity for a fracture.

Order some AP
and lateral films.

- OK.

- What's the lesson here?

Romance can be fatal.

- [chuckles]
Wouldn't be the first time.

- Or it can save lives
and heal.

- Oh, please.

You're just trying
to prove me wrong

because you didn't even know
that Jo and Link were an item.

- No. No, Jo and I are--
we're just friends.

- Friends who have
slept together.

- Wait, you guys
slept together?

- How do you know that?
- You know what?

Just, uh, page me when
the scans come in.

- How much longer
do I have to be in here?

- Not long.

Just think like
you have a health bar

that needs replenishing.

It's a video game reference.

- I'm aware.

How do you not know if you're
doing general or subspecialty?

It's a fellowship reference.

- Wow.

You're really begging
for a pile of scut, Kwan.

- No, I'm genuinely asking

how you got into your
fourth year of residency

without a clear direction.

- Well, let's see.

Maybe it was the worldwide
pandemic that happened

in the middle of my residency,

or the program
being shut down last year.

Take your pick.

- Well, I like to track
each subspecialty

I'm interested in
with a spreadsheet

and monitor trends
in each area.

- I'm hot.

And it's really dark
in here, guys.

I really want to get out.

- Grayson, just, um,
hum a song or sing.

- Like what?

- Anything inside your head.

- [singing in Hebrew]

- You studying for
your bar mitzvah?

- Yeah.
I sound terrible.

I've been practicing for
over 300 days in a row,

and I still sound awful, right?

- Yes.
- Keep chanting.

- [singing in Hebrew]

- It's acute severe colitis.

- [sighs]

- [singing continues]

- That smells delicious.

- I was thinking after we eat,
we can go on a walk.

Um, I wanted to talk--

Hey, what's wrong?

- With Mer gone
and Maggie leaving,

there's not going to
be any Sunday dinners.

- Mm.

- On Sundays, Maggie cooks,

and she puts enough leftovers
in my fridge

to get me to Wednesday.

- So maybe it's time
to learn how to cook.

- I have a history of spiraling
when people leave me,

and a good old-fashioned
spiral does not leave

much time for cooking lessons.

- What does it leave time for?

- All kinds of fun things.

Uh, pulling away
from people you love,

starting fights, lack of sleep,

spilling your worst instincts
to someone who just flew

halfway across the country
to cook for you.

- You love your sisters.

This is a big change.
Anybody would be sad, Amelia.

- How could I be sad
with you here?

[PA announcement]

- Yasuda, I have a job for you.

- Oh, Dr. Bailey, thank you.

At your service.

- Hey, I need you
to hold on to this.

That is my lifeline,
and I'm entrusting it to you.

Do not answer it
unless caller ID says

it's my husband Ben Warren,
or a hospital number.

- Got it.

So Grey Sloan,
your husband, or Ben Warren?

- My husband is Ben Warren.

Do I need to entrust this
to someone else?

- Nope.
I got this.

Entrust me.

- Hey,
if you don't screw it up,

maybe she'll entrust you
to babysit her tablet next.

[phone buzzes]

[chuckles]

- Do I need to get surgery?

- We should really wait
for your parents.

- I can't get surgery.

My bar mitzvah's
to be in 36 hours.

- You haven't been
taking your medication.

- What?

No, I have.
Every day.

My parents set this,
um, annoying alarm.

Um--

- Grayson,
I have your urine results.

The labs don't lie,
but sometimes patients do.

- Yeah, OK, I--
I stopped.

But just for a little bit.

I've been in these
Hebrew classes,

and the pills and infusions,
they made me--

they made me really tired,
so tired that I--

I fainted one day,
and everyone saw.

And then the--the medications,
they dried my eyes out.

And then the eye drops,
they burned.

And I got this gross-looking
rash on my neck

that Eloise Schurmann saw--

- Do you know how worried
your parents have been?

- Dr. Webber--

- How much money they've
spent on your treatments?

Now you need surgery.
- No. No surgery.

It doesn't even hurt
that badly.

Just--just give me some
steroids or infusions.

The Torah portion
is only 25 minutes.

I can make 25 minutes.
- No, you can't.

- Please.
- If you don't get

the surgery immediately, the
inflammation in your intestine

will get worse, spread further,

and lead to an incredibly
serious infection.

You would be in excruciating
pain, and you would die.

- Kwan!
- You know what?

Dr. Kwan is right.

Grayson, you're not an adult,
and you're not a doctor.

I'm talking to your parents,
because clearly

you aren't mature enough
to understand how much

we care about you,
and how much harm

you could have done
to yourself.

- OK, Hudson's X-rays are in.

[phone dings]
- Uh, sorry. One sec.

It's Jo.

[chuckles]
[message blips]

Um, it looks like a simple

mildly displaced
humeral fracture.

- Yeah, and a shattered spleen
with decreasing responses

to fluids.
[phone dings]

Teddy and I can take him up
for an ex-lap now.

- And I will set and reduce
the fracture when you're done.

- Mm-hmm.
[phone dings]

- [laughs]
[message blips]

I know what you're thinking--

that I should tell Jo
I have feelings for her.

But listen, we built a home
together as friends.

Our kids are
practically siblings.

If I make a move and she
doesn't feel the same way,

it's over.

Saying something
is not a good idea.

- That is not at all
what I was thinking.

- So you think
it's a good idea?

- I have no opinion.

Plus, the last person I talked
to about their relationship

was Ndugu, and his wife is
moving to another state.

- Not to mention
him and Altman.

- What was that, Yasuda?

- Do you and Altman need us
to prep him for surgery?

- Yes.

And type and cross
two units of blood.

- [laughs]

[message blips]

- [sighs]

[guitar tuning]

- And deep breath.

- My parents toured with
the band for a minute.

They were called Blessed Wolf.

- Well, I tried to name us
after our third grade teacher,

Mrs. Hatmaker,
but Nola here nixed it.

- Two women in a
folk rock duo called

the Hatmakers might as well
sew up their vaginas forever.

- Is Viv your only
emergency contact?

- My ride or die,
since day one.

- And you repay me
by trying to die.

- Think about all
the songs you'll be

able to write about my death.

- Oh, you're better off.

I mean, who needs a spouse
when you have a bandmate?

- Well, we prefer
the term platonic soulmate.

- Another excellent band name.

- We're going to
talk to Dr. Pierce,

and we'll be back
to update you.

[guitar strumming]

Thank you.

OK, what is your problem?
- With what?

- You're hating on marriage
to anyone who will listen,

when I'm about to get married.

- Or I'm doing my job and
connecting with our patients.

- Yeah,
but you don't know Trey.

You don't know
our relationship.

- I know.

Get married, don't get married.
I don't care.

- But it's not a distraction.

I've been singularly focused
on becoming a surgeon

since I was eight.

- Griffith, I've already
said I don't care.

Who are you trying to convince?

- Doctors? It's Nola.
Something happened.

[monitors beeping]
We were talking and she gasped.

And then, um, this machine
started going off.

I don't know.
- Grab a crash cart.

How's her airway?

- Airway's patent
and she's breathing.

- She has JVD.

- OK, we need to get her
oxygen, and page Dr. Pierce!

[tense music]

- O2.

- What happened?

- Her BP dropped.

JVD, muffled heart sounds.
- What does it mean?

- Cardiac tamponade.

- Someone tell me
what that means.

- Nola's tumor has caused
fluid to accumulate

around her heart.

We need to relieve
the pressure by draining it,

by doing what's called
a pericardiocentesis.

18-gauge spinal needle.

Griffith?

[machinery beeping]

Find your landmarks.

Find one centimeter inferior
to the left xiphocostal angle.

- Yep.

- Insert the needle
at a 30-degree angle.

Good.

And slowly advance it
toward the left shoulder,

while aspirating.

And you should
start to see fluid.

Good, there it is.
Good.

[beeping slows]

She's stable, but we
don't have much time.

- Until what?

- Until the fluid
builds up again.

Let's get her to the CCU,
and page Dr. Ndugu right now.

[machinery beeping]

[phone buzzing]

- Do you hear something?

- Don't worry about it,
William.

- Maybe it's Rose.
- Who's Rose?

- Oh, she's my girlfriend.

She's so pretty and smart.

Except for her teeth.

- Don't worry about it,
William.

It's not Rose.

- Oh, my God.

- It's not my fault.

[phone buzzing]

Stop calling, asshat!

You're not harassing
Dr. Bailey.

You are harassing me!
A poor, overworked,

tired intern who would really
appreciate it if you could--

hello?

Hi.

Sorry.

I'll--I'll tell her.

[quirky music]

That was Dr. Bailey's
optometrist.

Tuck's glasses are ready.

- Do you need me to hold
the phone for a while?

- No, thank you.

- Do you need me to hold
the phone for a while?

[phone buzzes]

- You in the Nether worlds now?
[chiptune music playing]

Do you play with friends, or--

- Do you think Dr. Webber will

still want to be my doctor
after this?

- Of course he will.

- I disappointed him.

- Well, if it makes you feel
any better, so have I.

- Kids at school
call me a defect,

because I'm always in the
nurse's office taking my meds.

I just wanted to be normal,
you know?

- You know, I tried
for a really long time

to be what I thought
was normal,

and then I decided to see what
would happen if I stopped.

- What happened?

- I liked myself a lot more.

- OK.

I'm ready.

- OK.

[door clicks]

- You paged?

- I wasn't sure
you'd answer it.

- You're still my boss
till the end of the day.

- Pushed my flight
till tomorrow.

Looks like a large thymoma
in the mediastinum.

It's already
starting to tamponade

with sympathetic fluid, so
I don't have a lot of time.

- Tumor is shaped like a heart.

You didn't notice?
- No.

I was more concerned
with how close it was

to the heart, not its shape.

- Have you considered doing
a reconstruction of the SVC?

- Yes.

But I'm concerned that
the tumor involves

the innominate artery.

- OK, what if you take the
entire SVC and left subclavian?

You'd have to
resect the sternum,

the SVC,
and all the pericardium,

but you'd get the entire tumor.

- That's if she doesn't
decompensate first.

If I go into the wrong
dissecting plane

even a tiny bit,
she bleeds out and dies.

- She'll die if she continues
to have fluid buildup.

- What if we use
a bovine pericardial patch

for the reconstruction?

- Maybe that would allow us
to have clear margins.

- No interns.
There's no margin for error.

Just you and me.
- Just you and me.

- [sniffling]

I'm sorry.

- It's OK.

- We hardly get
to see each other,

and I'm sitting here crying
like somebody died.

[laughs]

[sighs]

Even though I'm scaring you,
I'm so glad that you're here.

- Oh, it takes a lot
for this one to scare.

[chuckles]

- I've hidden parts of myself
in every relationship

I've ever had,
except for this one.

It feels so freeing.

I just can be myself,

queen of spirals.

- You can't be the queen
of something that's only, like,

a tiny part of who you are.
- [chuckles]

You are sweet and kind.

But I also think that
you are underestimating

my ability to fall off
the deep end.

- I'm not
underestimating anything.

The Amelia I know is
a badass neurosurgeon,

an amazing mom.

She works hard on her sobriety.

She's a loving sister,
a devoted friend.

The Amelia I know is inspiring.

She is not the
queen of spirals.

She is just a queen.

[peaceful music]

♪

- Dr. Bailey,
Dr. Altman, Dr. Fox.

All married surgeons
with stellar careers.

[machine beeping]

- Careful.

The tissue is very friable.

- I'm aware, Dr. Pierce.

All right.

Specimen's coming out.

[machinery beeping rapidly]

[dramatic music]

♪

- Her blood pressure's soaring.

Uh, why aren't you
doing anything?

[beeping stops]

- Pressure is stabilized.

- Pseudo tamponade effect.

The heart isn't used to all
that space without the tumor.

Now it's alone and happy.

- Let's start
the reconstruction.

Put her on bypass.

- Dr. Hunt and I were able
to perform your splenectomy

without any complications.

You should heal nicely.
- Same with your shoulder.

You're going to need a couple
of months of rehabilitation,

but then you should be able
to regain normal function.

- Great.

Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

- William,
this is all good news.

- Yeah.
No, sorry.

Um, Rose heard what I did,
and she dumped me.

- [sighs]
- You know...

I fell for her
the second I saw her

in line for Space Mountain.

Company retreat in Orlando.

I thought she was
the love of my life.

How could I have been so wrong?

- Listen, me and my wife,

we were friends for years
before we became a couple.

We met when we were
army surgeons together.

- So just to get this right,
are you judging me

for meeting Rose
at a theme park,

or for believing
in love at first sight?

- [chuckles]
Neither.

Listen, even though it took us
years to get together, I knew.

I knew from the moment
that I saw her

emerging from a surgical tent
in 100 degrees heat,

having just repaired
an aortic dissection

and saving a soldier's life.

I knew I wanted her in my life.
- Then what took you so long?

- Well, I was--

I was engaged, and then
I was married for a while,

and she was married.

Our timing was just
never quite right.

But those relationships,
they came and went.

And our friendship
outlasted them all,

even after she moved
out of the country.

Then one day, I--

I just realized that
she was the one person

that I wanted to talk to
at the end of a long day,

or a great day.

When I was reading a book or
watching a movie, I'd think,

man, she would love this,
you know?

She just kept--she would
constantly pop into my mind

until finally, I just--

I got on that plane
to Germany, and I--

I just told her.

So if you feel that way
about Rose,

if you know you want her
in your life,

you should just try again.

- Yeah.

I don't think Rose is it.

- Excuse me.

I got to be somewhere.

- Mm-hmm.

- I mean, I did mail myself
in a box, but she's not it.

Thank you for that story.

- Oh, look all of this
inflammation and necrosis.

I mean, this is almost
the entire colon.

- How long had Grayson's
symptoms been under control?

- Oh, years.

The medication protocol
worked wonders.

- And now he's completely
turned that around.

- Foolish to the point
of stupid.

- Dr. Kwan,
do you even remember

what being 13 is like?

Because I do.

It was really, really hard.

You think Grayson
doesn't already know

that he disappointed
everyone around him?

You think he doesn't
already feel stupid?

Believe me, he does.

Did you even hear him when
he was trying to tell us

that the medications
made him feel terrible,

worse than it already feels
to be 13?

Did you listen to your patient?

- Of course I did. But--

- Grayson has spent an entire
year working his butt off

on becoming a man,
so maybe stop chastising him

like a toddler and freaking
him out that he could die.

Sometimes being a good doctor,
or a parent,

or even a good mentor,

means listening to what
the other person needs.

[sighs]

Suction, Kwan.

[Milck's "Animal"]

- All right.

♪

What is it?

- There's no back wall left
for the reconstruction.

I don't think the patch
is going to work.

- ♪ Everything's alive
and wild and dying ♪

- What if we access
the jugulars

and use reverse cryoartery,

and drain into
the right atrium?

Two incisions, end to end,
on the two jugulars.

- Yes.

- You think we can pull it off?

- I think we're
Nola's only option.

- All right, let's do it.
Right angle.

- Vessel loop.

♪

- ♪ Since I was a child

♪ I've been fighting

♪ I am an animal

♪

♪ My wild's undeniable

♪

♪ A miracle, a mess

♪ Ethereal, blood and flesh

♪ I am an animal

♪

[vocalizing]

♪

♪ The animal is in all of us

[cheers and applause]

♪

[phone buzzing]

- I'm not saying I'm going
to throw it in the toilet.

But if you throw it in the
toilet, I would cover for you.

- Just shut it up.

- I can't.

[phone buzzing]

[quirky music]

What are you doing?

[both sigh]

[phone buzzing]

- Oh, my God!

- What on Earth
do you think you're doing?

- Respectfully, Dr. Bailey,

have you considered
just turning it off?

- Uh, have you considered
being a wife,

a mother,
and a high-level professional?

Give me the phone.

[sighs]

[phone buzzes]

[melancholy music]

OK.

♪

- No.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
- Oh, no. No, no, Viv.

- I can't.
- She's OK, Viv.

Viv, she's alive.

She's in the ICU.

We were able to successfully
remove the mass.

- Wait, what--what?

- The tumor is gone.

She has a long recovery,
but she's stable.

- [exhales]

I thought she was dead.
I just--

your faces, those were not

"I just saved a life
against all odds" faces.

- Yeah.
We have a lot going on.

- Thank you.

Dr. Pierce,
I knew you were the person.

Thank you.

- It was teamwork.

I could not have done it
without Dr. Ndugu.

- Oh, thank you, thank you.

- ♪ Carry you through
when there's no other way ♪

♪ Hold you in my arms

♪ Like I know what to do

- [grunts]
- ♪ Hold you in my arms

- How long?

How long do I have
the ostomy for?

- Well, a few months.

Your--your parents went
to get something to eat,

but they've been with you
the whole time.

- I didn't mean to worry them
or to make you mad.

I just didn't think
it'd be such a big deal.

- You know, I remember
your diagnosis

like it was yesterday.

- It was a while ago.

I was in, uh, kindergarten.

- And you were very worried
about missing

your end-of-class party.

- Yeah.

I was worried about missing
the ice cream cake.

- [chuckles] I've known you
for a long time, son.

And I look forward to seeing
what's next for you.

I mean, your bar mitzvah,
high school graduation,

college.

And when you make a decision
that puts your future at risk,

well, it's--
it's frustrating.

But I'm not mad at you.

And if it came off
that way, I--

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, too.

- Good.

Now that we've got that
out the way,

I want you to do me a favor.

Now, when you heal up
from the surgery,

I'm going to give you
a prescription

for a new medication.

- You want me to promise
to take it?

- I want you to tell me
if it gives you any problems,

if something's off, and we'll--

we'll find a solution together.

- OK.
- OK.

All right,
let's check that ticker.

[elevator dings]

- ♪ Carry you through

- Hey.
- Hey.

- ♪ When there's
no other way ♪

♪ Hold you in my arms

I have to hand it to you,
you really went for

your two favorite things
in that speech--

proving me wrong
and getting laid.

- I was just trying to make
our patient feel better.

- Uh-huh.
- Mm-hmm.

Did it work?

- Didn't you see Link?

- I meant the other thing.
[elevator dings]

- ♪ And I'll carry you
through ♪

- Your mom's watching
the kids for the night.

♪

- Dr. Mary Edwards Walker,
first female surgeon

in the United States,
the second female

to graduate
from medical school.

Married.

Started a practice
with her husband.

- Wow, you're still worried
about what I think of you?

- The marriage
isn't a distraction.

It's the damn wedding.

It's a pain in my ass.

It's the menu,
and the seating chart,

and the dress shop
is harassing me

because they want me
to come get measured.

But I am here from
sunrise till sundown,

because I'm trying
to prove I'm just as good

as the rest of you.

Also, bridal shops are open,
like, three hours a day

or something, and I can't ask
Adams to measure me

because we all know why, and
my sister won't text me back.

So I'm not going
to get measured,

so I'm not going
to get married,

so I'm not going
to have a dress--

- OK, OK, OK.
Lift your arms.

- What?

- Lift.

- What are you doing?

- Well, we can't let Adams
near your inseam.

And again.

- Thank you.

- You owe me a drink.

- [laughs]

- Jo, you are...
donuts in human form.

[laughs] OK.

No, no.
All right.

You are--you are twinkle lights
and yellow roses,

and although I hate most of
humanity, I do not hate you.

That--oh, um.

Uh, in fact,
you are the only person

I want to come home to
for the rest of my--why--

why didn't I write a song?

Should have written a song.

[phone rings]

[sighs]

Hey, Jo.

I canceled the--
- [sobs]

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What happened?

- It's Luna.
Something's wrong.

- Wait, wait, whoa.
What's wrong?

- The daycare think that--

that there's a problem
with her hearing.

I--I need--

I need to get her checked out.

- I'll be right there.

- No, no, no.

We're gonna--we're gonna
come straight home,

so you stay there, OK?

- OK.
- OK.

- [sighs]

[Franklin Cheney's "The Season
of Leaving Winter"]

♪

- When we don't feel
heard or validated,

it can be very easy to forget
that we aren't actually alone.

- ♪ Wait

♪ Let the colors flow

♪ The changing of the season

♪ Ain't enough
to bring you home ♪

♪

- Hey, there are my girls.
[laughs]

Hey, you ready to go home?
[smooches]

- Uh, we're not going home.
I got us a rental.

- What is this?

- It's a picture of Tuck
in school.

- I know it's a picture of
Tuck, but who sent it to you?

- One of the numbers who's
called my phone over 40 times.

I know.

I just changed the number,
changed the emails.

We're taking the kids out
of school for a few days.

- And that there
is a difference

between being alone,
and just feeling lonely.

Sometimes, being alone
is the only way

we can hear our own hearts
trying to communicate

what it is
that we actually want...

- I smell cake.

- What we need,
and who we love.

- Oh, no fork.

- So we can move
through this world

with better communication
when we actually have

something important to say...

- Hey.

Hell of a way to go out today.

- I could not have done
that surgery without you.

- You would have
figured it out.

- No, I wouldn't have.

I wouldn't have figured out
a lot of things without you.

You push me to be better.

You challenge me.

You inspire me to never give in
on a challenging case.

And the way that you accessed
that jugular today, it was--

[chuckles]

- It was what?

♪

- ♪ So come on,
bring the rain ♪

[vocalizing]

♪

♪ Like a tidal wave when
you're tired of waking up ♪

♪

♪ Oh, come on,
bring the rain ♪

♪

♪ Oh, come on,
bring the rain ♪

- And to be crystal clear
when we do.

♪

- I had a great day.

- Me too.

Don't go back to Minnesota.

- I'm not.

Um,

the team wants me to open up
a lab in London.

I'd run it.

Triple the size,
triple the staff.

I wanted to tell you earlier,
but you were already so sad.

- You want to go?

- Amelia, I accepted.

I am going.

[melancholy music]

♪

[riders screaming]

[guitar strums]
- Fantastic.