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[ Footsteps ]

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Elevator bell dings ]

[ Footsteps, doors clatter ]

[ Woman speaking indistinctly
on P.A. ]

Will: Are you sure
you're ready for this?

Well, I'd quit this place
if I could,

but I can't.

So if being an ER doctor
is no longer an option for me,

I'll -- I'll take being
a hospital chaplain.

I appreciate the opportunity.

The new meds don't work, huh?

Have you given any more
thought to surgery?

Deep Brain Stimulation?
Mm-hmm.

Yes, yes, I've given it
a lot of thought.

Especially the risks.

I-I could lose my memory.
I could lose my life.

Or it could be life-changing,
Rollie.

Fields says you're a good
candidate for it.

But you may not be
for much longer.

Yes, I know. I know.

[ Cellphone vibrates ]
I really think you should...

reconsider this
because it...

Looks like we got a big one
coming in.

Apartment fire.

Listen, I heard what you said,
Dr. Campbell.

It's just that
I've made my decision.

All right.

Well, there's rules
for your new position.

Yes.
You can provide counsel
or comfort

to those who request it,
but you cannot --

[ Laughs ]
I can't tend to patients.

And no doctoring. Understood.

[ Woman speaking indistinctly
on P.A. ]

First ambulance on the ramp
in two minutes.

Okay, thanks.

Hey, guys, 30 to 40 patients
on their way in.

Ethan: Expect smoke inhalation,
burns, trauma.

Second-years, what are
the burn victim pearls?

Intubate early.

For any signs
of airway burns.

And expect a fluid deficit.

Hey, Rollie. Good to see you.

-Good to see you, too, Leanne.
-Dr. Guthrie.

No, no. It's just Rollie now,
young squire.

Oh, come on. You're still
a doctor.

It's better that I don't
confuse the patients.

I'm just here to support now.

I'm glad you are.

Leighton, Pineda, Savetti,
get out there now.

There will be distraught
families coming in.

Yeah, I'll be there.

-What do you got?
-55-year-old male.

Smoke inhalation
and shortness of breath.

Complains of 10 out of 10
chest pain.

Lola? Lola?

-His daughter.
-Lola!

Lost her balance getting him out
the window onto the ladder.

-Fell two stories.
-She ride in with you?

-No. Another rig.
-What do you got?

28-year-old female.

Second degree burns
to the chest and neck.

Diffuse wheezes
from smoke inhalation.

-Okay, why is she restrained?
-[ Muffled screams ]

Acute agitation,
totally incoherent.

I suspect altered mental status
secondary to hypoxia.

[ Coughing ] My daughter.
She saved me.

Let's get him to center stage.

[ Shouting in Arabic ]

That's Arabic.

She's saying something
about a baby.

Did we get a baby in here?

There might be a baby
on one of those ambulances.

-Let's check.
-Eloise, go to dispatch.

Find out if there's
an unattended infant

to be brought in.

And get a translator down here,
please.

[ Shouting ]
Center stage!

It's full. You'll have to
put him in sides.

Where is he? Where's the kid?

Sir, I just need you
to sit back.

-I just need you to breathe.
-Kid? Your kid?

No. The little bastard
who did this.

He started the fire.
He burned down my building.

[ Coughs ]

Breathe with me. Breathe.

Calm, calm, calm.
[ Ragged breathing ]

Her wheezing's getting worse.

Let's start her on
a breathing treatment.

And 5 of Haldol IV push, please.
Shears.

What do you got?
26-year-old female, unconscious,

blunt trauma to her abdomen
with guarding

and bilateral lower
extremity fractures.

-Couldn't palpate a pulse.
-Okay, confirm with a doppler.

On it! Let's go.

I need to know
how my daughter is.

Where's Lola?

My chest. It's hurtin'.

I'm giving you some pain meds
right now.

He's gonna need the cath lab.
It looks like a heart attack.

Cath lab's not gonna cut it.
You see the ST depression

in leads I and II
and the elevation in aVR?

Left main infarction.
Yep. He's gonna need a bypass.

Call the OR.
Get it dialed up right now.

No blood flow to the foot.
We need to reduce this.

-Dr. Willis?
-On my way.

-[ Man speaks indistinctly ]
-Thank you.

Ready?

Ethan: You get the foot?
Ready?

-Daddy?
-One, two, three...

[ Bone cracks ]
-Aah!

-[ Man coughing ]
-Dr. Willis, he's arresting.

Go. I'll check the pulse
and re-splint.

Starting CPR.

[ Strained voice ] Daddy?

Daddy, I'm right here.

[ Ragged breathing ]

We gotta get him
out of here now.

Dad?

Daddy? Daddy, I love you.

Daddy!
You need to sit still, okay?

Your ankle's unstable.
Lola? Lola,

your father's had
a heart attack.

We're taking him to the OR.

We're gonna take care of him.

All right, good blood flow
to the foot.

She needs to get an abdominal CT
as soon as she's splintered.

Jesse: Meds are in.

Okay. Uh, kerlix and silvadene,
please.

Got it.

I got a 4-month-old male here.

[ Baby fussing ]
Minor first
and second degree burns.

Sats are good.

Look there.
They found your baby.

-He's safe.
-Sami!

[ Shouts in Arabic ]

I need to get him up
to NICU.

Let her see him, please.

She can't hold him
because of her burns.

[ Speaking Arabic ]
Please.

-Here we go. Quickly.
-Okay? Calm down.

Yeah. Huh?

He's okay. We need
to treat him now.

Adira! [ Speaking Arabic ]

He'll be right over there.

It's okay. They found him.
No, no, no.
[ Screaming in Arabic ]

Something is not right.
Something is not right.

She said "babies."
What?

Babies. Not baby. Babies.

Hold on. Are there two?

-You have two babies?
-[ Speaking Arabic ]

There's two of them.
They're twins.

[ Siren wails ]
-Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Tell that driver to turn off
the damn siren

in the ambulance bay.

Okay, all right.
I said they're twins.

You only brought us one.

Man: We brought a couple
of vics to St. Joe's.

I called St. Joe's.

Okay, I'll check around.
Description?

Approximately 6 months old,
a female --

Do I really have to describe
an infant to you?

Tell you what, just bring me
whatever babies you find.

How's that?

I need to see my father.

Please?

Can any -- can anyone hear me?

Is there a doctor around?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-Someone who can --
-Hey, what's going on here?

I'm trying to see my father
and nobody is taking me,

no one will tell me anything.

Because you have two broken legs
and a lacerated liver.

So you can't go anywhere
right now.

Plus, he's still in surgery.

Whoa, hey. Hey. Hey.

Do I have to put you
in restraints?

You don't understand.
We were fighting and...

I said something.

Fathers and daughters
fight all the time.

What I said to him cannot be
the last thing he hears.

I have to tell him I'm sorry.

Okay, well, when he is
out of surgery,

I'll try and take you up.
When?

Hey, Risa. Wanna give me
an update on Emanuel?
Okay.

No.

You need to do this.

This cannot wait.

You need to tell him I'm sorry.

Please.

That's crazy. Rollie Guthrie
won the lottery here.

Not everybody's a candidate
for the surgery.

Will: Okay. Sew the graft distal
to the blockage.

Off the left
anterior descending?

-Yeah.
-Got it.

You told him that
the window's closing, right?

That he's not gonna be
a candidate forever.

-He knows.
-That's insane.

-Have you asked him why?
-Excuse me?

Of course not. Try asking why
he doesn't want the surgery.

Maybe he has a good reason.

[ Monitor beeping steadily ]

Adira...
[ Speaking Arabic ]

She says the baby was
in the bathroom.

Adira is her name.

She's going really fast.
[ Speaks Arabic]

I understand. I understand.

[ Translating into Arabic ]
Not your words, but I understand

what you're going through.
Okay?

Rollie: Dr. Rorish.

They found the baby.
She's just a few minutes out.

What's her status?

[ Speaking inaudibly ]

Alive, but non-responsive.

Do you want me to tell her?

No. Not yet.

[ Murmuring ]
Are you still in pain?

We can give you more.

[ Murmuring continues ]

That's him. That's him.

He burned down my building.

Sir, you need to stay
in your bed, all right?

Jared. Oh, thank God.

Can you hear me? Jared?

He -- he's my son. Is he okay?
Why -- why isn't he responding?

Your son suffered
second degree burns

to his chest and abdomen.

Oh. Look who finally shows up.

What? Larry.

Twice a week, I go down
to your apartment

and I turn off your smoke alarm

because your kid
is burning his dinner.

He likes to cook.

He has to cook 'cause
you're never around.

I blame you. Your neglect
burned down that building

and everybody inside of it!

I didn't do it, Dad. I swear.

Okay, you just keep that on.
I didn't do it.

If my son said he didn't do it,
he didn't do it.

Call the cops!
Hey, stay away from him.

This is on you!
Get your hands off me.

[ Shouting over each other ]

That's enough.
Get him out of here.
I got him.

Come on. Back to bed.
You left him alone!

Those people are dead!

This is on you, Devon!

-Dr. Rorish!
-Excuse me. What do you got?

30-year-old female. Minor burns.
Severely bradycardic.

Hypotensive from
smoke inhalation.

Okay, center stage is full.
Let's get her into sides.

Her son, Jack.

Hi, Jack. We're gonna take
good care of your mom, okay?

Eloise is gonna
take care of you.

All right, let's go.

She's gonna need some
high flow O2.

All right, ready?

One, two, three.

Pulse check, Malaya.

-Heart rate's down in the 20s.
-The atropine isn't working.

Should we get dopamine
before she codes?
Mm.

Firemen found this
in her bedroom next to her.

Atenolol.

This is a beta blocker
overdose.

Dopamine won't work.
She needs glucagon.
[ Monitor flatlining ]

I'm losing her pulse.
Starting CPR.

[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]

Dr. Willis.
You wanted to see me?

I'm trying to check on
Emanuel Johnson.

Still unconscious,
but stable. Why?

I have to give him a message
from his daughter.

When he wakes up, page me.

Dr. Willis. It's Lola.

What happened?

She tried to get up
to see her father,

and her pressure crashed.

Man: We got a baby over here.

Is that the other twin?

Paramedics just found her.
No burns.

She was trapped,
found unconscious

in a room full of smoke.

Heart rate's 160,
decreased cap refill.

Dr. Dixon, what do you see?

Retinal hemorrhages.

Plus cherry-red skin.

This is carbon monoxide
poisoning.

[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]

Mommy?
I'm sorry, he ran off.

Let's get him out of here now.
[ Beeping continues ]

-Glucagon is in.
-Please work.

Looks like she opened that
liver laceration.

We gotta stop the bleed.
Her abdomen's filled with blood.

Ethan: Center stage. Let's go.

Rollie: We've gotta get her to
a hyperbaric chamber.

She needs high-pressure oxygen

to displace carbon monoxide
in the hemoglobin.

I'll get an attending.
No, no.

There's nobody else
but you right now.

Wait, what?
I got four ambulances about
to hit the ramps.

Rollie, you're gonna
have to go in with him.

No, no, no.
I can't treat patients.

Look, you'll be outside
the chamber. No time to argue.

You gotta get her there now. Go!
Let's go.

**

[ Suction gurgling ]

-Jesse!
-Yo!

Good. Get me 2 units
running wide open.

You got it.

BP is 64 systolic.

It looks like it's posterior.
Probably the IVC.

Let's try a pringle.

Buy us some time till we
get her up to the OR.

[ Monitor beeping ]

Bleeding's slowing down.

BP's coming up.
She's not out of the woods yet.

All right, let's get her up
to the OR.

Her oxygen levels
are plummeting.

You have to intubate.

I've never intubated a baby.

Dr. Dixon, listen to me.

You are her only chance.
Do you understand?

You can do this.
Okay.

A baby's relatively bigger head
causes the neck to flex.

Put a towel roll under
her shoulders

to improve your view.
-Okay.

Good, good.

Okay, keep it steady.
Keep it steady.

Tell me what you see.

Uh...

Nothing. I mean, the cords.
They're too anterior.

All right. Switch to
a Miller blade.

It'll help lift the epiglottis.

Focus, Dr. Dixon.

It's just you and your patient.

[ Clicks ]

I can't see.
All right, all right.

Then pull up and see if you can
push past the tube.

[ Monitor flatlining ]
She's flatlining. I need help.

I can't open the door.

It's pressurized.
Elliot, start compressions.

**

[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]

Check for a pulse.

[ Flatlining ]

Damn it!

[ Voice breaking ] How long
has she been asystolic?

32 minutes.

[ Flatlining continues ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

Call it.

[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]

No.

No, I can keep going.

Dr. Dixon, you've done
everything you can.

You have to be the one
to call it. I can't.

[ Flatlining ]

[ Crying ]

Time of death --
11:01 p.m.

Please get me out of here.

I can't.

We have to decompress
the chamber first.

How long?

About an hour.

[ Voice breaking ]
I'm sorry, son.

I wish I could've helped you.

[ Crying ]

Hey.

That the pastor's daughter?

Lola.

Dr. Pinkney and I slowed
the bleeding,

but she's got a deep
hepatic injury

and a possible IVC fracture.
[ Water running ]

Well, as long as the vascular
supply is intact,

I'm sure we can save
most of the liver.

Yeah, she wanted me to tell
her father something important,

but he's not awake.

She's bleeding again.
[ Monitor beeping steadily ]

Heading in.

We didn't save Emanuel just to
let his daughter die.

Do you mind if I scrub in
for this one?

See you in there.

[ Door closes ]

Rima, I am so sorry.

Woman:
[ Translating into Arabic ]

The doctors did everything
they could, but...

[ Translating continues ]
...they were unable
to save your baby.

[ Translating into Arabic ]

[ Speaking Arabic ]

[ Continues in Arabic ]

[ Crying, speaking Arabic ]
[ Speaking Arabic ]

[ Sobs, shouting in Arabic ]

[ Continues in Arabic,
sobbing ]

How many people died
in the fire?

[ Shouting continues ]

You know, Jared, uh...

...we see some pretty terrible
things in here

just about every day.

Terrible accidents.

But...

they are accidents.

I was playing with some
firecrackers on the roof.

Just some poppers,
a few M-80s.

I was just having some fun.

One of them sparked up

and fell into
the drainage pipe.

I was scared to say anything.

I wasn't supposed to be
up there.

I didn't think
they'd hurt anyone.

All these people are hurt
because of me.

They're dead because of me.

**

How much longer
is he in there?

37 minutes.

Dr. Guthrie, the pastor
they brought in

is looking
for the hospital chaplain.

Go.

I'll stay here with Elliot.

Okay.

**

Hey, Tracy. How you feelin'?

I sent your son Jack
down to the cafeteria

with one of our nurses.

[ Chuckles ]
But he wasn't very hungry.

Don't worry. I'll make sure
that he eats something.

He's better off without me.

That's not true.

You don't know me.

You're right.

I saw the scars on your wrists.

You've been down
this road before.

A couple of times.

You have a son.

You don't think I know that?

We can make some calls,
get you some help.

Only help I need is for someone
to take that boy.

[ Voice breaking ]
He needs a good home.

No, but you are his mother.

Stop talking to me
like you know me. You don't.

You don't know what
I've been through.

Where is his father?

He...left.

Just took off one day.

I am so sorry.

He left me all alone

when I needed him the most.

Tracy, listen to me.

The pills that you took
slowed your breathing

so that you ingested
less smoke.

As strange as it is to say,
your trying to kill yourself

actually saved your life.

This is a second chance
if I have ever seen one.

[ Inhales, exhales sharply ]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You can't be moving around
like that.

We just repaired
a lacerated liver.

Did you get the message
to my dad?

Not yet. He's still
unconscious from the surgery.

But he's recovering.
He's doing well.

He should be up soon.

In the meantime,
I'm concerned about you.

You have some healing
to do of your own.

"Some healing to do."

That's my father's line.

Pops up all the time
in his Sunday sermons.

Well, there's a fine line
between faith and medicine.

Are you a man of faith,
Dr. Willis?

[ Chuckles ]
I have faith in medicine.

[ Chuckles ] My dad would have
something to say about that,

as he does about everything.

You two are close?

When he's not breathing
down my neck.

He can't accept the fact
that I'm an adult,

that I can make my own
decisions.

Well, sometimes it's hard to
let go of the people you love.

I wasn't asking him to let go,

just let me go to New York.

What's in New York?

Broadway.

Oh. Are you a dancer?

Singer.

I've been in the church choir
since I can remember,

but when I was 12,

I saw "Les Mis."

He always says, "If you wanna
find God, you go to church."

Well, if you wanna sing,
you go to New York.

Is that
what you fought about?

He said I was turning my back
on him, on the church, on God.

I told him I didn't care.
It was a bad fight.

I yelled at him,
"To hell with God."

The look on his face, I may as
well have spit on him.

[ Voice breaking ]
He has to know that

I didn't mean any of that.

He needs to know that
I love him and I'm sorry.

How 'bout I take you up there
and you tell him yourself?

I just have to check
on a patient.

I'll be back in 10 minutes.

**

Rima, I know how difficult
this is for you.

[ Translating into Arabic ]

And believe me, there are
no words of comfort

anyone can give to you.

[ Translating into Arabic ]

But Sami's still here.

[ Translating into Arabic ]

He's going to be all right.

[ Translating into Arabic ]

You still have him.

[ Translating into Arabic ]

You have each other.

[ Translating into Arabic ]

[ Sobbing, speaking Arabic ]

"No. I don't wanna see him."

No, Rima. Please, he's your son.

[ Translating into Arabic ]
[ Speaking Arabic ]

"I don't wanna see him."
[ Shouting in Arabic ]

"I don't wanna see him."

[ Shouting in Arabic ]

"I don't want to see him.

My daughter is dead.
My daughter is dead."

[ Sobbing ]

Okay, okay.

Shh...

Okay.
[ Sobbing continues ]

[ Speaks indistinctly ]

Hi. I'm Rollie Guthrie.
I'm the hospital chaplain.

You wanted someone to pray with?

I was just praying
for my daughter.

Yes, of course.

[ Monitor beeping steadily ]

[ Sighs ]

I must confess, it's my first
day as a chaplain.

I'm not exactly qualified
in a traditional sense.

I'm a doctor by trade.

-Do you know your Bible?
-I do.

That's a good start.

[ Chuckles ]

What's troubling you?

No, I'm here for you, Father.

It helps me
if I can help you.

[ Sighs ]

I watched a child die tonight.

And it made you question God.

No, no. I...

You're human.

And humans want answers.

The answers you need

don't come with
photographic evidence.

They require that you believe
in something you can't see.

Hmm.

After all, that's why we call
it faith, isn't it?

Otherwise, we'd call it proof.

[ Chuckles ]

My daughter and I,
we've been at odds

with each other lately,
and I was just asking

God for guidance.

And did you get an answer?

He said if raising children
were easy,

he might've had another.

[ Laughs ]

You have children, Rollie?

Yes. A son.

Sadly, we're not close.

I've been trying to reach him.

I'm facing a very
difficult decision,

and I need
to talk to him first.

I'm -- I'm sorry.

I'm scared, Father.

You believe in God, son?

Yes.

Then there's nothing to fear.

**

[ Coughing ]

Emanuel? Emanuel?

[ Coughing continues ]

[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]
Emanuel?

[ Coughing violently ]

Heather: His lungs
are filled with fluid.

Loud diastolic murmur.
He ruptured his aortic valve.

Pulse is weak.

We need to get him
back to the OR right now.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Hey.

Hey. I'm taking Lola up
to see her father.

You didn't hear?

Hear what?

He had a catastrophic
aortic valve rupture.

We tried an emergent repair,
but, uh,

he was too far
into cardiogenic shock.

He died?
Yeah.

[ Sighs softly ]

I told her I would bring her up
in 10 minutes.

[ Exhales sharply ]

An hour ago.

She didn't wanna see her baby?

Grief isn't logical.

No, it's not.

We're lucky we were able
to save the one.

I know.

But she's consumed
by the death of the other.

That little boy
needs her right now.

And she needs him.

-Whoa, whoa.
I wanna see him.

-Shh, shh, shh.
-I wanna see him!

Shh, shh.

Did you tell him I was sorry?

I tried. When I did,
he was asleep.

Okay? I tried.

Then you should've
checked again!

You promised!

You told me you would
tell him for me.

Then you said you would
take me to go see him,

and you were too busy.

And now he's gone.

You said you'd be right back.

[ Crying ]

Now my father will never know
how much I loved him.

That is just not true.

You don't know that.

You don't know anything.

Lola...

[ Inhales sharply, crying ]
Please, just leave.

[ Breaths unevenly ]

[ Door opens, closes ]

I feel so bad for him.

His mom tried to commit suicide.

I don't know what to say
to him.

Dr. Pineda, believe me,

there is nothing you can say
to make it any better for him.

We reached his father
in New York.

He's flying back,
but won't land for a while.

Maybe you could talk to him.

No. I can't.

Why not?

Because I can't.

[ Phone rings in distance ]

Jared?

Dr. Savetti said you had
something you wanted to tell me.

It's okay. You're doing
the right thing.

[ Exhales ] I was too afraid
to tell you earlier.

Tell me what?

[ Exhales, swallows ]

That I...I did it.

I set the building on fire.

What?

It was stupid. I was playing
around with some firecrackers.

-Firecrackers? Inside?
-It was on the roof.

No, I-I don't care
where it was.

What is wrong with you?

Let's just hold up a minute,
all right?
No. People died.

Dad, I'm sorry.
You're sorry?

Yeah.

I'm gonna have to get a lawyer.

No, you don't.

He didn't do it.

Tell him.

Fire began
down in the basement.

What?

It was faulty wiring.

It was my fault, not yours.

I-I am sorry for
those things I said.

I was wrong.

[ Breathing heavily ]
Okay.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Radio chatter ]

He's still
pretty shell-shocked.

Let me talk to him.

[ Radio chatter continues ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Siren wails in distance ]

[ Sighs ]

I used to -- I used to
lay awake at night,

scared of what it might
feel like to lose a patient.

[ Voice breaks ] I never thought
that I would lose...

I-I know, I know, I know.

Losing a child,
especially a baby, is --

it's about the hardest thing
you're gonna experience

in this job.

Then I don't want it anymore.

I quit.

What?

[ Sniffles ]

I'm sorry, I can't --
I can't do this.

Elliot, listen to me.

Do you know why
you're good at it?

Because they're not
your patients.

They're you.

Do you understand
what I mean?
No.

Sympathy...

is something that
almost everybody has.

But empathy, that gift
that allows you to feel

what other people
are feeling,

you got that locked down.

So you don't leave.

Because this is not
your job, son.

It's your calling.

If you quit,

you'll regret it
for the rest of your life.

Believe me, son. I know.

Now pick your head up,
Dr. Dixon.

Yeah. [ Chuckles ]

Hallelujah.

[ Chuckles ]

Okay, Tracy, so it looks like --

No, no, no, no.
Dr. Rorish!

Dr. Rorish!

Oh, my God.

Okay, center stage, please.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Out of the way,
out of the way.

Jesse: Look out.
Coming through, people.

Watch your backs.
Watch out.

Need a suture tray, please,
and a 4-O.

Standing by for gauze.

Jesse:
Spread it out. Spread it out.

-How much blood has she lost?
-At least three liters.

-I'm gonna start a central line.
-Airway first. Intubate her.

There's too much blood.
I can't access the artery.

What have we got?
Jesse: Patient cut her wrist.
Severe blood loss.

Angus: It's probably
residual swelling from the fire.

Put in the fiber optic.

Leanne: We're gonna need
to slow this bleeding.

Let's push hard.
Got it?

Dr. Guthrie.

I need your hands.

Get in here, Rollie. Come on.

I-I can't cross the orange line.

Rollie, open your eyes.

What? What do you mean?

Rollie, open your eyes.

Jesse: Rollie, open your eyes.
Come on.

Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.

That's right, Rollie.

[ Monitor beeping steadily ]
Come on back to us now.

Good. Good. Yes.
Open your eyes.

**

Rollie, you're in the OR.
[ Coldplay's
"Fix You" playing ]

We've got you
in a twilight sleep.

That's why you're a little
disoriented.

I'm not ready
for the surgery yet.

That's not what you said
a week ago.

You're in here about four hours.
You're doing great.

Rollie, we're gonna continue
with the questions now.

What questions?

We asked you to fill out a few
pages of personal questions

so I don't venture in areas
of your brain I shouldn't.

* When you feel so tired

I love this song.

Go ahead with the next question.
Okay.

* Stuck in reverse

Rollie, where did you go
to med school?

Um, NYU.

Very good.

Leanne: Okay.

Where'd you do your residency?

* In love to let it go

Angels.

How many children do you have?

* But if you never try

I have a son.

Cole.

* Just what you're worth

Leanne: Rollie?

Yeah?

What was your father's name?

* The lights will guide...
Man: Humans want answers.

[ Bell tolling ]
But the kind of answers
you need

don't come with
photographic evidence.

They require that you believe
in something

that you can't see.

Emanuel.

He was a pastor.
[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]

Give me the nitroglycerin,
IV push. 50 MCGs.

[ Speaks indistinctly ]

That's why we call it faith.

Otherwise, we'd call it proof.

**

So what do you think about it?

I guess it's okay.

It's okay? It's just okay?

I'm scared, Father.

You believe in God, son?
Yes.

Then there's nothing to fear.

[ Coughing ]

Emanuel?

Daddy?
[ Coughing continues ]

**

[ Monitor continues
beeping rapidly ]

Now you pick up your head,
Dr. Dixon.

Why do you keep
calling me that?

My name is Rollie.
Rollie Guthrie.

**

**

* Tears stream

* Down on your face

* When you lose something

* You cannot replace

* Tears stream

They said "babies."
Not baby. Babies.

There's two of them.
They're twins.

This is carbon monoxide
poisoning.

Jesse: We're lucky we were
able to save the one.

But she's consumed
by the death of the other.

He left me all alone
when I needed him the most.

Maybe you could talk to him.

I can't.
Why not?

Because I'm on a plane
right now. I wasn't here.

You left him alone.
And now people are dead!

This is on you, Rollie.

No...
* Down on your face

* And I...

**

* Tears stream
* Tears stream

* Down on your face
* Down on your face

* When you lose something

* You cannot replace

* Tears stream
* Tears streaming, yeah

* Down on your face

* And I...

* And I...

* Lights will guide

* You home

* And ignite your bones

* And I will try

* To fix you

[ Monitor beeping steadily ]

Welcome back.

Rollie, you did great.

[ Gasps softly ]

So none of it was real?

I'm not the chaplain?

Chaplain?

We don't have a chaplain.
[ Chuckling ]

You're a doctor, Rollie.
You always will be.

[ Breathes sharply ]

Dr. Guthrie?
Why are you crying?

Cole. He never came.

Dad?

Dad, I'm right here.

Cole.

Yeah, I came last night.
Remember?

There's something I need
to tell you, son.

Guys, come on.

Look, rest, Dad.
We got plenty of time.

No, no, no.
I need to tell you now.

There's something
you don't know, son.

You had a twin, Cole.

A sister.
Her name was Lola.

[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]
I...

Okay, Dad, I need you
to settle down.

No. No, no, no.
Listen, listen, listen.

I have to tell you.

She died when you were just
1 year old. We never told you.

It was a terrible tragedy,
Cole.

I-I had come home late
from the hospital.

And I went in to check
on both of you.

But neither one of you
were breathing.

It was a carbon monoxide leak.

Dad, now's not the time --
No, no, no. Listen to me.

**

I got the two of you
and your mother outside.

I started CPR on you first.

And then you finally
woke up.

But when I reached
for Lola...

...she -- she was ice cold.

[ Crying ]
Cole, I tried to save her.

I did. I did.

But I was too late.
[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]

No, no, Cole. Listen,
listen to me.

Your mother loved you, son.
She loved you.

But the loss of your sister was
just too much for her to handle.

She...

[ Beeping continues ]

[ Gasps softly ]

No.

No.

No, that wasn't
the whole truth.

We're lucky we were able
to save one.

[ Heart beating rapidly ]

Rollie: I was consumed by
the death of the other.

It -- it was me, Cole.

I was the one who couldn't
handle the loss.

[ Crying ]

Your mother was struggling,
and I knew it.

But I couldn't help her.

[ Crying ]

Because I couldn't
help myself.

[ Sobbing ]

I'm so sorry, son.
I'm so sorry.

I love you
more than anything,

but...I failed you.

I failed you.

Oh, no. You didn't
fail me, Dad.

You didn't fail me.

It's okay.

**

I love you, too.

And I'm here now.

I love you, son.

I love you, too.

[ Sobbing ]