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- I'm testing to see if I can
give you my kidney.

- You went to Sean
against my wishes.

- It felt like Sean
needed to know

how bad you're actually doing.

- Hannah's smart, kind,
and super cute.

- You're still in recovery.
So is Hannah, for that matter.

[camera shutter clicking]

- I have a bad feeling
about the direction

that Jack is taking us.

- Since we stopped taking
walk-ins without insurance,

numbers are down.

- Heard rumors of you
acting like a cowboy.

- That's not what happened
today.

- Who you trying to convince
with that? Me or you?

- I know the tech.
I promise you.

It won't let you down.

- 2.0, guide me
to the next lesion.

- Calculating.
Calculating.

[monitor flatlining]
- Richard, can you hear me?

- Sometimes,
patients don't survive.

But it's the burden we bear.

- He's selling seats
on a rocket ship,

making up rules only
his rich pals can play by.

It's not right.

- Yeah.

So how was your date
last night?

- God, I wouldn't consider
a guy talking at me

for 90 minutes straight a date.
- Oh.

- I swear, Hannah, he didn't
ask me a single question

about myself.
- Oh, that sounds awful.

You met him on the apps?

- Yeah, but I think
after last night,

I'm just gonna delete them all.

- No, don't lose hope.

Dean!

Over here.

- Cuevas.
You bellowed?

- Here it is.
- What is this?

- It's a bomb.

It's a renal-friendly
snack bar.

- Yeah?
Does it taste like cardboard?

- I'm happy to report
that it does not.

I even tried it myself.

- Well, you enjoy those
disgusting green smoothies,

so your taste is suspect.

I'll see both of you in the ED.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- So what about
your dating life?

- Mm.
- It's been a while

since you've dated, right?
Not since Will?

- I mean, who's counting?
But yeah.

Actually...

wow, I didn't realize
it's been that long.

- Well, maybe it's time
to put yourself out there.

♪

- [chuckles]

- Hi.

- Morning.

- You look nice.

- Thanks.

Big media blitz today
with Jack.

- This for the IPO launch
tomorrow?

2.0's going public, right?

- Correct.

- And Jack will go from
billionaire to gazillionaire.

- More importantly,
it'll expand 2.0's global reach.

Look, I know you're not
Jack's biggest fan, but--

- I don't like the direction
he's taking Med in.

It's becoming a place
I don't recognize anymore.

- Well, maybe that's
not such a bad thing.

Jack's tasked me with assessing
the state of the hospital,

and I found numerous examples
of inefficiency.

- How are we inefficient,
exactly?

Treating patients
or turning a profit?

- I know you're
deeply invested in Med

and that makes it difficult
for you to see the flaws.

- I guess I could say
the same for you, Grace.

Jack was your mentor.

You got a lot of respect
for the guy.

I know that.

But he's only out for himself.

- That's not true.

- I guess we're gonna have to
agree to disagree on this one.

♪

- Self-portrait?

- [chuckles]

No.

My friend Owen drew it for me.
[clears throat]

- Owen?
Natalie Manning's son?

Hang out at the nurses' station,

hear some things.

- I bet.

Look, Natalie and I
keep in touch, but--

- You really don't owe me
any explanation.

It's not like we're...

anything.

Are we?

- Grace, I'm not sure
this is gonna work.

Good luck today.

- Mrs. Abrams.
I am Dr. Asher.

- Please, call me Michelle.

I am so sorry my husband
roped you into this.

- Oh, I don't mind at all.
I'm happy to help.

It's just my doctor
couldn't get me in

until next week and--
- Mm-hmm.

- Honey.

Please tell me you did not
just leave surgery.

- No. Our part was over,
so I had an underling close.

Dr. Asher,
thanks again for doing this.

- Yeah.

- As if you gave her a choice.

- Next time a family member
needs a craniotomy,

I'm your man.

- Oh, well,
I will hold you to that.

So, Michelle, what's going on?

- I'm 99% sure I have a UTI.

I had one about a year ago,

and I'm experiencing
the same symptoms

like abdominal pain,

pelvic pressure,
and frequent urination.

- OK, well,
let's get you in a gown.

Excuse me.

We will start by
taking a urine sample.

OK?
- Sounds good.

- OK.

- Morning, Will.

I thought you were off today.

- Jack roped me into speaking
at the IPO press conference.

Tried to get out of it,

but he was conveniently
unavailable to take my calls.

- Makes sense
he wants you there.

You are the face
of the machine.

- Ha.

Yeah, well, I'm not exactly
feeling camera ready.

Haven't been sleeping much.

- Yeah?
What's going on?

- I can't stop thinking
about Richard Evans.

- I feel you.
Been weighing on me too.

- Keep trying to piece together
what went wrong.

- What do you mean? CT showed
he suffered a stroke.

His echo revealed
a ventricular septal defect.

- That's true.

So he must have thrown a clot,
traveled to his brain

through the septal defect.

Deep vein clots are one of
the most common surgical

complications, aren't they?

- Yes, they are.

But in those cases,
where would you expect

the clot to originate?

- His pelvis or his legs.

- Richard's CT showed
the clot was in his liver.

- Wait, how did he get
a clot in his liver?

- That's what I can't seem
to figure out.

[soft tense music]

- What, are you gonna do
an autopsy?

- No, his wife didn't want it.

But 2.0 records a massive amount
of intraoperative data,

so I'm gonna have--

I'm gonna have Grace pull
his files on Richard's surgery,

see if I can find
some answers there.

- Keep me posted.

- Yeah. Will do.

♪

What's up?

- One second.
[keyboard clacking]

[computer buzzes]

- Grace, talk to me.

- The data from Richard Evans'
surgery, it's missing.

- What do you mean missing?

- It's not on the server.
I don't know where it could be.

- There must be a backup.

- I tried the backup server.
It's not there either.

- Has this happened before?

Data just disappearing?

- No. Never.

♪

- Wow.

Somebody looked pretty happy
for having just

gotten off the night shift.

- I get the appraisal back
on my new home today.

If it appraises
for what I expect,

I remove my final contingency.

- Wow. Big day.
- Yeah.

- So you've given notice
to your landlord and everything?

- Oh, yes. I think
he's more excited than me.

Day after I move out,
he has a contractor coming in

to start renovations.

- Anything I can do
to help with the move?

- I will be packing
all day and night.

Company would be nice
when you get off work.

- I can do you one better.

Me and wine, plus pizza.

- [gasps]

You know the way to my heart.

- I do, don't I?
- Yeah.

- See you later.

- All right.
Let's get you guys home.

- Let's go, guys.
[chuckles]

- OK, and you'll wanna change
the bandage every day

and apply this ointment
at night.

Just generally overall stay off
the foot as much as possible.

- I'll try.

Now Penny, if the wound
turns red or develops pus

or you start running a fever,
I want you to come back.

Just say you're having
chest pain so you don't have

any trouble checking in
without insurance.

- Right. Got it.
I really appreciate your help.

Because of my
immigration status,

I'm careful about
where I give my name,

and I always come to Med
'cause I know it's safe.

- It still is.

We just got some new policies
to contend with.

- Well, thanks again.

Come on, boys. Let's go.

- Bye, guys.

[soft dramatic music]

- How long do you think you'll
be able to get away with this?

- With what?

- Another patient
complaining of chest pain?

- It's the only way to get
around Dayton's new policy.

- I'm not mocking you.
I'm applauding your creativity.

I'm just as fed up as you are.

But unfortunately,
it's not a long-term solution.

- I know.

- Yeah.

♪

- Dr. Asher.

- So, Michelle,
I got your lab results back,

and it turns out
you do not have a UTI.

- You're kidding.

I thought for sure.

- Well, sometimes
symptoms of a UTI

can mimic those of pregnancy.

- What?
Are--are you saying...

- Yes.

Michelle, you are pregnant.

- No. No. That...

[clears throat]
That's a mistake.

I--I had a vasectomy
seven years ago.

- Oh, well, we can absolutely
run a beta to confirm.

I was also about to do
an ultrasound

and a pelvic exam as well.

- Well, there's just--

there's no way
this is possible.

- Well, recanalization can
happen after a vasectomy.

- Right.
Not seven years later.

If it's gonna happen,
it usually happens in year one.

- Sam.

Stop debating
whether it's possible

and let's just get
the ultrasound

so we can confirm
I'm actually pregnant.

- Right, right, right.
Yeah.

- Yeah.
OK.

- Do you mind lifting
your gown a little?

Great.

[soft music]

So this will feel
a little cold.

You ready?
- Mm-hmm.

♪

Oh, wow.

- Do you wanna hear
the heartbeat?

- Yeah.

♪

[device beeps]

[heartbeat thumping]

[chuckles]

- I'm gonna sue my urologist.

Told me he never had
a vasectomy fail.

- Seriously?

That's all you have to say?

[soft tense music]

- I am going to give you guys
a minute.

Michelle, I will be back
for your pelvic exam in a bit.

- Yeah.

♪

- Dr. Charles?

- Dr. Nellie Cuevas.
What's up?

David Sullivan's back.

- Really?

I was just talking to his mom,
like, last week.

She said that he's doing
really well

on his ECT maintenance regimen.

They might have even just
lowered his risperidone.

I mean, how does he seem?

- I haven't spoken to him.

I thought it would be better
if you did the intake.

- Why is that?

- Well, the last few times
he's been in the ED,

my presence has
only agitated him

and tightened his paranoia.

- Just for the record,
that's probably got a lot less

to do with you
than the paranoid delusions

he was experiencing.

- I just don't wanna
risk upsetting him

right off the bat,
but he looks calm right now.

So if you wouldn't mind?

- Give me two minutes.
- Ok, thanks.

- Oh, good.

Dr. Charles, I was hoping
you'd be here today.

- So your mom said you decided
on U of Illinois?

Dude, that's a great school.
Congratulations.

- Thanks.

But I'm not sure
it's gonna work out--

that I'll be able to go.

- How come?

- Dr. Charles, you can't
tell my parents this.

- OK.
They don't know you're here?

- I just didn't want them
to worry.

- All right.

- But I've been
hearing voices again.

- OK.
Well, what are they saying?

- That a diploma doesn't matter
if I'm still crazy.

You know, that I should stay
in my room all the time.

That if I go places,
I'll just embarrass myself.

- Places like what?
What kind of places?

- College.

Graduation.

Prom this weekend.

- You're going to prom?
That's fantastic.

- Yeah.

With this girl Amber
and her friends.

But I have to back out.

- Because of the voices?

- Yeah. They're saying
it's gonna be

the worst night of my life,

that I'm gonna make
a fool of myself,

and Amber won't even wanna
talk to me when it's all over.

- Huh.

Buddy, can I ask you,

what exactly do these voices
sound like?

Can you get specific for me?

- What--what do you mean?

- Well, in the past,
you've often described

the voices as loud,
aggressive, abrasive--

like, scary, even.

Do these voices--
do they sound like that?

- No.

No, they don't really have
a sound, but they're there.

I know they're there.

- Huh.

- Listen, pull up my schedule.

Cancel the 4 o'clock today.

Sharon, you're going
the wrong direction.

- Good morning, Jack.

- Yeah, the IPO conference
is in the amphitheater.

- I'm aware.

- Did you forget
you're making a statement?

- I did not, but after
giving it more thought,

I decided that
it would be inappropriate

for me to speak on behalf
of the hospital.

- And why is that?

- Well, because 2.0
hitting the stock exchange

benefits Dayton Corporation
and not Chicago Med.

- Well, 2.0 put Med on the map.
Made it a destination hospital.

- Well, I'm of
a different opinion,

and the bottom line, Jack--

hocking your wares
is not in my job description.

[soft tense music]

- Hey, Grace.
Any luck getting the data back?

- Not yet. I'm working on it.
[clears throat]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Got a bit of a surprise plan,
so just roll with it

and we'll touch base later.
OK?

- Jack--
- Hi, everyone.

So, um,

I'm gonna keep this
short and sweet

because I'm gonna be asking
all of you,

well, to come back
in about 24 hours.

Tomorrow, we are gonna be
inviting the general public

to invest in the future
of OR 2.0,

and I want them to see exactly
what they're investing in.

So I am very excited
to announce that tomorrow

we will be live streaming
a surgery on the 2.0

for the entire world to watch.

- Who's the patient?
- That's a great question.

I'm gonna put my life
in its hands

and in the very capable hands
of Dr. Marcel here,

who I'm sure you're all quite
familiar with at this point.

So let's open this up
to some questions.

[reporters chattering]

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- What the hell was that?

- Oh, listen, I'm...
[chuckles]

I'm sorry I didn't give you
more of a heads up.

Had this idea last night.
I just had to go with it.

- What surgery am I performing
on you anyway?

- It's nothing.

It's a redo ventral
hernia repair,

something I've been meaning
to do for a while.

Total softball surgery.

This way, you can focus

on highlighting
the bells and whistles of 2.0.

- Yeah, well, speaking of 2.0,
we got a problem.

- What do you mean?

- It deleted a surgery's
worth of data.

- What surgery?

- A patient by the name
of Richard Evans.

- Right.

Yeah, the gentleman with
the pancreatic cancer

spread to his liver, right?

- Yeah.
How'd you know that?

- It's 2.0's first
recorded fatality.

Of course I know.
Dr. Song briefed me.

- Yeah, well, the data's gone.

I'm trying to figure out
what caused Mr. Evans' death.

- Look, his liver was
riddled with lesions.

He was a ticking time bomb.

Never gonna survive long term.

- Yes, but I was trying
to buy him more time--

- Just leave it alone,
Crockett.

- What does that mean?

- Nothing.

Nothing, look, it's--
let it go, all right?

It's a fool's errand.
- Where's the data, Jack?

[tense music]

Jack?

- I'm trying to
protect you here, man.

- What do you mean protect me?

- You made a mistake.

♪

- Hey, there.

Did Sam have to
go back upstairs?

- No.
He's taking a walk.

Figured we could
both use a breather.

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

- All right, well, let's take
a quick look inside, OK?

You're gonna feel
some pressure, but...

it won't last long,
I promise. OK?

All right. You ready?
- Mm-hmm.

- No unusual discharge.
Everything's looking good.

Almost to the cervix.

- Dr. Asher?

Is everything OK?

- So, Michelle,

what I'm seeing is what we
call cervical insufficiency.

In other words, your cervix
is starting to open prematurely.

- Am I gonna lose the baby?

- In order to
prevent a miscarriage,

I'd recommend a cerclage.

It's a minimally invasive
procedure

where we stitch
the cervix closed.

It takes about an hour.

- [exhales]

How soon can I have
the operation?

- I would like to do it today,
if that's OK with you.

When the cervix starts opening,

the condition can progress
pretty quickly.

- Yes.

Yes. Absolutely.
- OK.

Can you check if an OR's open?
- Of course.

- Thank you.
All right.

- Ah.

- Hey. Mark, you're glowing.

- Listen, I really should
talk to Sean first.

That's the protocol.

But I called and
got his voicemail.

- Yeah.
Well, he's working today.

What's going on?

- Just got all of his
test results back.

- Uh-huh?

- He's a donor match
for you, Dean.

- Really?

Wow.

Well, that's--

- Fantastic?
- Hey. [chuckles]

- I already checked
with transplant.

They think we can
get you and Sean

in for surgery next month,
maybe even earlier.

So let the powers that be
know that you're

gonna need some time off.

- Will do.
- Congrats.

- [chuckles]
- Happy for you, my friend.

- Hey, thanks.
Thanks.

[soft music]

♪

- [sighs]

- Hey.
Maggie, you're early.

I thought--I thought
we were doing lunch at 1:00.

- Yeah, about that.
Um, can we rain check?

- Of course.
Is everything OK in the ED?

- Yeah, um,

that recruiter I've been
working with, she called.

I have a job interview.

- Oh.

Wow.
[chuckles]

That was fast.

And--and this is
a job you'd want?

- Well, I thought I'd at least
hear what they have to say.

It's a new hospital
opening up in Hyde Park.

- Yeah.
Um, Midwest Advocate.

- Yeah, apparently they're
looking for a charge nurse.

- I see.

- I wouldn't normally schedule
an interview during work hours--

- Maggie, you don't have to--

- And I don't want you
to think that--

- I don't. I don't.

[chuckles]

Good luck.

- Yeah.
Thanks.

♪

- Learn what you need to learn
about this and please move on.

I haven't lost any confidence
in your surgical skill.

I still want you
as my surgeon tomorrow...

[number pad beeping]

[soft dramatic music]

[sighs]

And as a key partner
in 2.0's future.

♪

Don't blow up your career
over this.

We can still do a lot
of great work together.

♪

.

[monitor beeping]

- What are you doing?

- Yeah, that's my wife
on the table.

- Yeah, I understand,
but you're a neurosurgeon.

- I'm sorry to be blunt,
but you have nothing to offer

when it comes
to performing a cerclage.

- You expect me to sit
in the waiting room?

- [sighs]

Fine.

You can stay,
but no backseat driving.

I mean it.

- Understood.

Unlike your colleagues
in the ED,

I can follow directions.

- OK.

- So I'm not hearing voices?

- I think what you're actually
hearing is your own voice--

you know, your own thoughts.

We all have this ongoing
inner dialogue, right?

It helps us navigate and
process the world around us.

- How do I make it stop?

- Well, I think rather than
trying to silence it,

you can learn a whole lot
by actually engaging with it,

you know?

And that's something that
I wanted to explore today,

and, uh,

I actually asked Dr. Cuevas
if she would help us with that.

You remember Dr. Cuevas.

- Hi, David.
- Hey.

- Anyway, I thought it might
help to kind of actually

talk through the scenarios
that are making you anxious.

You know, for instance,
senior prom, right?

When you think about prom, what
is the first big snag you hit?

- Probably the drive there.

Just me and Amber alone.

- Dr. Cuevas,
you had a really good idea

about how we might
go about that.

- Uh, yeah. Yeah.

We--we can practice
the car ride here.

You know, act out
what you might say

and what Amber might say back.

Um, actually, David,
how about you sit here?

This can be the driver's seat,
and I will be Amber.

- What is it specifically
about the car ride,

about that conversation
that makes you nervous

about what might come up?

- Not knowing
what to talk about.

What if she asked me
why I missed

so much school this year?

Do I have to tell her that--
that I'm--

- Do you have to tell her that

you were diagnosed
with schizophrenia?

- Is that something
you think you might

feel like revealing to her?

- Not really.

No. No, I don't.
- Well, you know what?

That's just fine
because it's actually

your private information
and it's your choice.

I would just hope that
if it did come up

that it would not be something
that you were,

you know,
embarrassed or ashamed about.

- Sometimes I am.

- Having a disease,

any disease--

lupus, cancer, schizophrenia--

that's not something that makes
you less than anyone else.

- And, David, I'm also really
confident that over time

you are not gonna feel like

this is something
that defines you.

You get to decide
what defines you. Right?

I mean, just like
you get to decide

who you wanna share
this information with.

- I just--

I feel like it's gonna come up,
why I missed so much school.

- You know, if you wanna take
the attention off yourself,

you just ask Amber questions.

- What kind of questions?

- Just about herself.

You know,
speaking from experience,

it's actually really nice
when someone shows interest

in learning more about you.

- Do you think I could just
spend the whole ride

asking her questions?

- I don't think
you're gonna need to, buddy.

I mean, look, I think all
you have to do, I don't know,

just lob in an icebreaker.

Uh, what kind of music
you been listening to?

And that'll start it
back and forth

and you're off to the races.

- Do you think that'll work?

- I do, but I don't know.

You want to try it out?

♪

- So, uh...
[chuckles]

Yeah. What kind of music
do you listen to?

- You know, you would actually
be really surprised.

See if you can guess.

- Um...

East Coast hip-hop?

- No, but I will
add that to my list.

Keep guessing.
- West Coast hip-hop?

- Yes. Mm-hmm.
[laughs]

- I knew it.
- Yeah.

- I'm not exactly sure
how long I'll be down.

Probably around eight weeks.

- Well, you take
as much time as you need.

I'm just so glad
your son is a match.

- Right.

Well, thank you.

- You were hoping
he wouldn't be a match.

- Here I'm thinking
I'm doing such a good job

acting excited.
- [laughs]

- Even though I agreed
to let Sean donate,

a part of me,
a big part of me was hoping,

uh, it wouldn't work out.

- Hm. You know,
for what it's worth,

you can't always
trust cold feet.

You know, that fear when the
theoretical becomes reality--

because more often than not,

it's just trying
to sabotage a good thing.

And this is a good thing, Dean.

♪

- Slight change of plans.

Put her in a steep
Trendelenburg position.

- Wait, what's wrong?

- The amniotic sac membranes
are protruding out

through the cervix.

- That wasn't the case when you
examined Michelle earlier.

You said her cervix
was shortened

but only slightly dilated.

- Yes, at that point it was,

but as I warned Michelle
could happen,

her condition has progressed.

I'm going to insert
a balloon that

will push the membranes
back into the cervix

and then tie it off.

- Wait,
that's a different procedure

with a much greater risk
to Michelle.

If you break her water,
she could become septic.

- I'm not going
to let that happen.

I've done this a dozen times.

- I don't care.

As her husband, I'm her
medical surrogate, right?

- Do not even try me
right now, Sam.

This is not
a surgical decision point

that I would ever consult
the family about.

I am well aware
of Michelle's wishes and--

- I'm instructing you to stop.

- And I am telling you
to leave now.

[tense music]

♪

- If anything happens to her--

- The longer Michelle stays
anaesthetized on this table,

the greatest risk to her.

So stop distracting me
and let me finish.

♪

OK.

I need a 30 CC foley
and a ring forcep.

.

- Oh, man.

I messed up.

I injured the hepatic vein
going after a nearby lesion.

That's what caused the clot.

- Are you sure that's
what the data shows?

- See for yourself.
Clear as day.

It's my fault, Will.

- That's why Jack erased it.
He was trying to protect me.

- Jack looking out
for someone else?

Nah, I don't buy that.

- Well, maybe he was
protecting his investment.

Like you said, I'm the face
of the machine, right?

It doesn't look good
when your star surgeon

makes a fatal error.
- Crockett.

You know anytime
you ablate a lesion

there's a risk of injury
to proximal veins.

You can't avoid that.

- Mm-hmm.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- Michelle is just fine.

We got the membranes
pushed back into the uterus

without breaking the water.

They'll take her to post-op
in a few minutes

and you should be able
to see her soon after.

- And the fetus?

Will Michelle be able
to carry to term?

- I can't make any promises.

- Yeah, yeah.
Of course.

- The odds are in her favor,
and I'm cautiously optimistic.

- Good.

Good, good.
Good, good.

Thank you.

[sighs]

Um...
[clears throat]

For the record,
I do want this baby.

I'll admit that
the news surpri--

shocked me.

I'm an empty nester.
Um...

My daughter, Lucy,
just started graduate school,

and I didn't expect
to see diapers again

until I became a grandfather.

- I'll bet.

- But I love being a father,

and I'm actually
quite good at it.

What I'm not so good at
historically

is being a good father and
a good partner at the same time.

Trying to parent with my first
wife destroyed our marriage.

You'll be surprised to hear
this, but I can be stubborn.

I've built a great life
with Michelle.

I just don't wanna ruin it
by making the same mistakes.

♪

- Come here.

So this is just a hunch,

but I'm guessing you lacked
this level of self-awareness

in your first marriage.

- My ex-wife would certainly
agree with that assessment.

- Look, you're not the
same person anymore, Sam.

And the fact that you can
honestly admit your shortcomings

is a pretty good sign
that you won't repeat them.

- Been cruising the Hallmark
aisle in your free time?

- Mm.

- Um, but your
little homily assumes

that human beings are capable
of two things--

learning from their failures
and change.

- I think we are.

♪

- Having trouble finding data
from Richard Evans' surgery?

- How did you--

- Let me save you time.

It's all there.

- Where'd you get this?

- Jack erased it
from the system.

- What?

- Crockett made a mistake
during surgery

and Jack didn't want
a spokesmodel tarnished

before the IPO launch.
- He wouldn't--

- It's true.

I'm telling you,
Jack cannot be trusted.

♪

- [sighs]

- Dr. Archer?

- Yeah?

- I'm Harrison Jenkins,
the supervisor down at valet.

Your boy Sean works with us.

- Yeah, is everything OK?

- Well, first let me say,

Sean's been doing
a stand-up job.

He's got a positive attitude.

He's always on time.
- Sure.

- Everybody loves him.
- Yeah, yeah. No. Thank you.

Thanks.
So what's--what's--

- He didn't show up
for work today.

No call, nothing.

Tried him, he didn't pick up.

I was wondering if you
heard anything from him.

I just wanna make sure he's OK.

- I haven't--
I haven't heard anything.

- I didn't mean
to rat on him or anything--

- No, no, no. No, no, no.
You did the right thing.

I'm sure
there's an explanation,

so thanks for letting me know.

- Yeah. Sure.
- OK.

♪

- Oh, there you are.

- Oh, hey.

- I wanted to see how
your interview went.

- Oh. It was fine.

- Just fine?

Look, Maggie.

[chuckles]
I was caught off guard earlier.

I knew this day was coming,
but I just--

I just wasn't ready for it.

- And to be honest,
neither was I.

- And then I was really angry
with Jack because

he's driving away
one of our most valuable people.

But I am so happy for you.

[chuckles]
You know, you're always

looking out for everybody else,
and you're finally

looking out for yourself,
and that is a really good thing.

♪

Now you better tell me
how that interview went.

[both chuckle]

- It was great.

- Yeah?
- Really great.

They want me to build the ED
from the ground up.

- Well, they'll be lucky
to have you.

- I don't have the job yet.
- Ah, you will.

They won't find anybody better.
You best believe that.

[both laugh]

- Girl, they gonna give me
the keys to that ED.

[both laugh]

Shh.

- Gonna cut you loose
in the ED.

.

[monitor beeping]

[door creaks]

- How you feeling, honey?

- Not too bad.

I have a little cramping, but
Dr. Asher says that's normal.

- Very normal.

- Um, this is for you.

- Sam, you don't even
like baseball.

- It was the only father-son
onesie in the gift shop.

- [laughs]
What if it's a girl?

- No, it's not.

- Oh, damn it.
I'm so sorry, honey, Michelle.

- Wait, what?

- I had seen on the ultrasound
that it was a boy

and I was waiting to see
if you both wanted to know.

- I forced it out of her,

and then promised
not to say anything.

- We're having a boy?

- We are. Yeah.
- [laughs]

We're having a boy!

[sweeping music]

♪

- Hey.

You know all those apps
you're about to delete?

- Yes.

- Which one
is the least terrible?

- Does this mean
you're officially

putting yourself out there?

- I'm just--

I'm dipping toes in the water.

Historically,
romantic relationships

haven't really gone well for me.

I've never been
a great partner.

- Oh, Hannah, I'm sure
that's not true at all.

- Oh, no.
No, it's very true.

I've always been
unreliable and erratic.

- You were dealing
with an addiction.

- Yeah.

This is the longest
I've ever been sober

in my entire adult life.

I wanna believe that I'm not
that same person anymore,

you know, that I can be a great
partner for someone else.

- Well, you're certainly
a good friend.

- [laughs]
- I can confirm that.

- Thank you.

- OK.

So all of the dating apps
are terrible.

- Ah.
- Let me see your phone

and I'll show you
which ones I'm on.

- Oh, I left it
at the nurse's station,

but I will be back.

- OK.

♪

- [clears throat]

- Hey.
Did you talk to Sean today?

- No, why?

- He's not answering his phone,
didn't show up for work.

- Huh.
- Yeah.

Let me know if you
hear from him, OK?

- Of course.

Hey, try not to think
the worst.

- Right.

♪

- Will, wait.

I need to show you something.
Can you come with me?

- Sure.

- This is Richard Evans'
pre-op CT.

This is his intraoperative CT.

The large lesion near
the hepatic vein

that Crockett attempted
to ablate?

- Yeah?

- It's not on Richard's
pre-op CT.

- What?
[keyboard clacking]

A lesion doesn't just develop
over a matter of hours.

- No, it doesn't.

- So that means 2.0 created
the lesion on its own?

- I believe so.

[tense music]

- Crockett would never have
gone near the hepatic vein...

- If 2.0 hadn't directed him
to ablate a phantom lesion.

Jack thought he was protecting
Crockett by erasing the data,

but Crockett wasn't responsible
for Richard Evans' death.

- 2.0 was.

♪

[knocking on door]

- Sausage pizza, extra cheese,

and whatever, you know,
the wine shop said this was.

- [whispering] Thank you,
Daniel. Thank you so much.

- [whispering]
Why you whispering?

- Pawel just fell asleep.

- [snoring softly]
- Oh.

Everything, uh--everything OK?

What's going on?
- I had to pull out of escrow.

- What?

Why?
Did the house not appraise?

- Pawel is having
financial difficulties.

- All right, honey.

What's going on?
Talk to me. Tell me.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- He has a very large
gambling debt.

- And so you're gonna--

you're gonna pay it off
for him?

- Well, of course.
I have to.

- I mean, sweetie, is that
really your responsibility?

- Well, he's my brother,

and we are responsible
for each other.

- Right. OK. OK.

Well, I don't know.
Can I, uh--

can I at least help you unpack
some stuff or something?

- There's no reason to.

I still have to move out
before the end of the month.

- Why?

- I talked to the landlord,
and he won't budge.

I still have to honor
the notice I gave him.

- Wait, wait. That's ridiculous.

Do you have his number?
Let me give him a call.

- No, I don't want you
to call him.

It's my responsibility.

- OK, but, um,
where are you gonna live?

- I don't know yet.

I haven't thought
that far ahead.

- Why don't...
you come live with me?

- What?

- You can come live with me.

I mean, I got plenty of room,
that's for sure.

- No. No, no, no, no.
I can't.

- But, honey, why not?

I mean, at least until you,

I don't know,
find another place to stay.

- I can take care of myself,
Daniel.

I don't need your help.

I just don't have it figured
out right in this moment.

- I know you can take care
of yourself, OK?

I'm actually asking you
to do this because I want to.

- Oh, really?

Then why didn't you
ask me before?

Why are you only asking me now?

- Gee, I don't know.

Maybe because you bought a
freakin' house before I could?

- Oh, so maybe my house
falling through

is not such a terrible thing
for you

because you can come in here

and rescue me
like I am some charity case?

- Are you serious?
What are you talking about?

I've never thought of you
that way.

- You know what?

This is not a good night
for company.

- I think you might
be right about that.

"Charity case."

♪

- [sighs]
[door slams]

- [sighs]

♪

[wolf howls]