All language subtitles for Brilliant Minds - S01E01 - Pilot_track3_[eng]

When a doctor looks at
a patient, what do they see?

The disease or the person?

I believe you can't
treat a patient

without understanding
who they really are.

And sometimes the only
course of treatment...

is breaking the rules.

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Unh ♪

Are you thirsty, Harold?
Want some water?

Didn't think so.

Harold.
It's me, Dr. Wolf.

Put this on quickly.

♪ And I'm so caught up ♪

♪ Now, is it me or my luck? ♪

♪ Can't get enough ♪

♪ Feed on alchemy ♪

♪ And I'm running petrol
through my blood ♪

Excuse me, Dr. Wolf.

Where are you taking Harold?

Uh, just on
a little field trip.

It's a very special occasion.

Alzheimer's patients
don't leave my floor

without authorization.

Sorry, Marcy.
We'll be back soon.

- Hey! Hey! Hey!
- Hey!

Oh, you got to be--

Why the hell
does he call me Marcy?

Tie my hair back,
I'm Marcy, too.

People say
he can't recognize faces.

I just think he's a dick.

J-Rod, we've got a runner.

♪ Ooh, can't catch me, baby ♪

Thank you so much.

Have you lost your mind?

Oh, the Chases. I'm sorry.
I didn't recognize you.

What are you doing here
with my father?

Surely the bride's big night
wouldn't be complete

without her grandfather.
- He can't even remember her.

Harold, do you know who I am?

Do you know who this is?

He's lost his memory,
Mr. Chase, not his humanity.

You, on the other hand...
- Leave immediately

before our daughter sees you.

Do not make a scene.

And you, if you break
my daughter's heart tonight,

I will make sure you never
treat another patient again.

Showtime, Harold.
Come on.

Showtime?

Are you ready?

You like this one, Harold?

Yeah.

But not the way you play it.

Okay.

Fair enough. Um...

Well, show me how it's done.

♪ I may not always
love you, but-- ♪

♪ But long as there are
stars above you ♪

♪ You'll never need
to doubt it ♪

♪ I'll make you so sure
about it ♪

♪ God only knows what I'd be ♪

♪ Without you ♪

♪ If you should ever leave me ♪

♪ Though life would still
go on, believe me ♪

♪ The world could
show nothing to me ♪

♪ So what good
would living do me? ♪

♪ God only knows what I'd be
without you ♪

♪ God only knows what I'd be ♪

♪ God only knows ♪

♪ God only knows what I'd be ♪

♪ What I would be ♪

♪ God only knows what I'd be ♪

♪ Without you ♪

♪ God only knows
what I would be ♪

♪ Without you ♪

- Yeah!
- Bravo!

Wonderful.

Grandpa.

That was--

I can't believe you're here.

Sophie.

How did you do that?
How did you--

Music.

It makes him lucid, unlocks
memories, his sense of identity.

Oh, my God.

♪ This could only be love ♪

You took an Alzheimer's patient
out of the hospital

on a motorcycle.

The family is threatening
to sue.

For what, giving Harold
the night of his life?

A night he is incapable
of remembering.

That doesn't mean
he shouldn't experience joy.

You're not his wingman.
You're his doctor.

Yes, exactly.
I am his doctor.

And his condition
can't be cured.

His world is darkening
by the day,

and those days are numbered.

And while you would have me
forget him, let him rot,

I choose to walk with him,
to find a path forward,

because nobody else will,
not even his family.

Yes, it's true, Harold can't
live for the memories.

He only has the moment,
so I'm gonna help him

and patients like him
seize that moment,

no matter
how fleeting it might be.

That is my responsibility.
That is my job.

One of your better speeches.

We get it.
You're a hero.

You want to change
how your patients see the world.

I want to change
how the world sees my patients.

You put this facility at risk!

Dr. Cohen,
you don't understand.

You don't understand.

I'm sorry, Dr. Wolf,
but you are terminated.

Wolf?

Wolf!

Wolf?

Are you decent?

Carol.
- I would have called or texted.

But you're a Luddite.

- I have a landline.
- That you never pick up.

Heard you got fired.

And you're here to what?

Help me drown my sorrows
over Chardonnay?

Sure.
Isn't that what friends do?

Normal friends, maybe.

Not us.

Okay, you're gonna
make me chase you.

Our Neuro attending just quit.

We need a replacement
right away.

It's a small department,
so you'll get to be hands on.

And you get to work with me.

Carol, I cannot work
at Bronx General.

You know why.

I do.

So maybe you should
take another offer, hmm?

There must be so many
just rolling in.

You need us, Wolf.

I'm busy.

Of course you are.

You got your workouts,
your Bach, your plants.

- They're ferns.
- They're a coping mechanism.

Doesn't the Head of Psych
have, um, actual patients

to psychoanalyze?
- I do.

But you're more fun.

Plus, I know you're lost
without your patients.

Yeah, well, it's not
gonna happen, Carol.

Well, that's unfortunate,
because there's a post-op case

I could really
use your help with.

Hannah Peters,
single mother, two boys.

She underwent
a right temporal lobectomy

to cure her epilepsy,
and it worked.

Except when she came in
for her follow-up,

I noticed a dramatic shift
in her behavior.

What kind of shift?

Doctor-patient confidentiality.

All I can say
is that it's a real anomaly.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Meanwhile, our budgets
are being slashed,

and I have patients
in desperate need of care

that I have to turn away.

If only there was
a brilliant neurologist

who would stop at nothing
to help them.

Carol.

I'm gonna leave you
to your... ferns.

And I'll give you till 5:00
to change your mind.

Wait. What do you think's gonna
happen between now and 5:00?

I don't know.

Maybe you'll think about
why you became a doctor

in the first place.

- Dad.
- Come on.

You're almost there.

Friends from school?

Let's try something.

Close your eyes.
Describe me.

Like, what makes me me?

You have bushy eyebrows.

You have a big nose.

Try that with the kids at school

if you really want
to remember them.

Make some friends.

Dad? You're bleeding.

This is what happens

when your father stops
taking his medication.

This is what I meant when I told
you that your father is sick.

Psych and Neuro
are on the same floor.

And by Neuro, I mean you.

It's a one-man show,
just how you like it.

No one to get in your way
while you're saving the world.

As you can see, we are
overcrowded and understaffed.

Chronic care's to my left.
Sleep clinic to my right.

And here is the-- excuse me--
psych ER,

which turns into
a real party after 2:00 a.m.

Went for a swim in the Hudson?

It's another coping mechanism.

Ah. Well, it's not the worst
thing we'll smell today.

And here is your office.

- I'm right down the hall.
- Just like in med school.

Except now we're prescribing
drugs instead of taking them.

Speak for yourself.

Hey, do me a favor.

At least pretend
to be appropriate.

Your interns could really use
some stability around here.

Their last attending left
for a higher-paying job.

Interns?
You said one-man show.

Oh, well, just think of them
as your audience

here to soak up your brilliance.

No, no, no, no interns.
I came here for the patients.

You're also here
to be a mentor.

Because, believe it or not,
we need more doctors like you,

doctors who help
the un-helpable.

- They are gonna hate me.
- No.

They're gonna tolerate you,
like I do.

You know, it might go a long way
if you opened up to them

about your condition.

Carol, it's 2024.

We do not call homosexuality
a condition.

I was referring
to your face blindness.

That way they won't hate you,
at least not for that reason.

And shower.

Mm! Unbelievable.

Oh, my God
Are you okay?

Hey, I have extra
if you want to borrow--

- What?
- Some scrubs.

- Oh, seriously?
- Yeah.

Thank God.

The PCP patient
went full exorcist

and projectile-vomited
on me twice.

You know, it's cool you and
Van are the same size, Ericka.

I'd lend you mine,
but they're huge.

Face facts, Jacob. She
literally don't want no scrubs.

Guys, big news.

What, you switched
mood stabilizers?

Yes, actually.
And I'm on a new SSRI.

But no.
We have a new attending.

Dr. Oliver Wolf.

- Wolf?
- Apparently, he's a genius.

We might actually learn
something for a change.

Really?
'Cause I heard he's a huge dick.

Speaking of...

Hi.

S-So s-sorry, Doctor.

I'm Ericka.
And-- And--

- Uh, Van.
- Jacob.

Dana.
Very nice to meet you, Doctor.

Let go of me!
I'm not crazy!

- Ms. Peters, please calm down.
- No, no. It's fine.

Ms. Peters,
we're trying to help you.

I'm not-- I'm not crazy.
Gus!

- We need a doctor now!
- Ellis!

Where are my kids?

- Calm down.
- No, no!

Get off of me!
Get off!

Let go of my patient.
Hey, hey.

Let go of my patient.
Hey.

It's okay.
It's okay.

What happened?
Are you okay?

No. They took my kids,
and they won't give them back.

Did you take her children?

No, Doctor,
we did not take her children.

They are standing
in the hallway right there.

Don't you think
I would recognize my own kids?

Those are not my sons.
- Okay, okay.

Who are they then?

I don't know.

When I went in for my surgery
my boys,

Gus and Ellis, were with me.

And when I came out,
those--

those two were there.

Those...

Those lookalikes.

somebody switched them.

You have to get them back.

Promise me you can get
them back.

Okay. Okay.
W-What I can promise

is that we are gonna
figure this out.

Together.

Well, she's sharp.
I mean, her memory's intact.

She's not showing signs
of psychosis.

Her only blind spot,

or delusion,
seems to be her kids.

Ever since the surgery,
she thinks they're imposters.

So Hannah still recognizes
her sons.

But something in her brain
won't let her love them?

Well, that's what
I need to find out.

Pierce, why is my patient
getting an MRI?

Nichols, this is Dr. Wolf,
our new Neuro attending.

Of course.
I've heard a lot about you.

Oh, I haven't heard about you.

Nichols is our
Chair of Neurosurgery.

He performed the procedure
on Hannah.

Who hasn't had a single seizure
since I operated,

so why are you--
- Yes, but you did turn her into

the woman who snubs her kids.

It's expected
post-op brain edema.

She'll be back to normal
in a week.

That's unlikely.
She has severe selective

emotional detachment.
- Wasn't my job

to make her a good mother.
It was my job to cure epilepsy.

And I succeeded.

But, by all means,
keep wasting your time.

- Uh, Josh--
- And hospital resources.

Oof. Do I ever have to
talk to him again?

Yes. Unfortunately, your new
job requires working with people

who won't always recognize
your genius.

What are you thinking?
- After this is over,

I want to observe Hannah at home
with the kids.

It's a good idea.
And take the interns.

Where are the interns?

They should be observing
all of this.

That is not... working out.

You didn't tell them
about your face blindness.

I did not, and I don't plan to.

You have never been good
at coming out about anything.

That is not the issue.
The issue...

is that I don't like them.
- You don't like anybody.

That's not true.
I like people.

Who? Who you like?
Name one that's not a patient.

- You.
- Okay.

- I like you.
- Get the interns.

Dr. Wolf!

Wait up.

Dr. Pierce said
we should follow you.

The others are on their way.

About the Hannah Peters case?

Ericka.

Yes. Of course.

So Van, on the left there,

is very sweet and kind of odd.

And that's Dana.
She's a genius.

And she talks very openly about
her anxiety, on and offline.

Jacob, on the right,
played football at Notre Dame

until he got injured and
settled for becoming a doctor.

He thinks of himself as
the quarterback of the interns.

And what about you?

I'm the one
who always works the hardest.

The one you're gonna
want around.

I'm the real quarterback.

Dana. Dana. D-Dana, Dana!
I'm sitting shotgun. Dana!

- No, no, no, no. I get carsick.
- I'm sitting shotgun.

Then take a Dramamine
'cause these legs

not fitting back there.

Thank you.

I got that for you.
- You are embarrassing.

After you.
Chivalry not dead, Ericka.

♪ It feels good ♪

Oh.

- Sorry.
- That's okay.

Whoa. I knew we should have
taken the subway.

- Oh.
- Dang, Nurse Jackie.

Find what you need?
- Try "Doctor,"

and stop med-shaming me.
These are prescription.

Sure.

Does anyone want
to split a Klonopin?

Glory to God. Yes, please.

What's our objective
with Hannah?

Oh, um, to spend time with her
at home

to see if she's still capable
of feeling emotion,

love for her kids.
- Okay, but Doctor,

couldn't we just do that
at the hospital?

Ask not what disease
the person has,

but rather what person
the disease has.

Osler.

Nerd.

I read that, too.

You got good taste.

Excuse the mess.
Give me a month or three.

When did you move in?

- Right after the surgery.
- How are you feeling?

Considering I can
get through my day

without a life-threatening
seizure, I'd say pretty good.

And what about Gus and Ellis?

When I'm around them, I...

You can't connect with them.

Let's try something.
Close your eyes.

Describe for me
a defining trait--

one for Gus, one for Ellis.

Sometimes when there's
an inability to connect,

it can feel overwhelming.

It helps to focus
on the details.

Can you do that?

Gus has this perfect dimple
on his right cheek,

and Ellis has a gap
in his front teeth.

You're emotional.

- I'm sorry.
- No, no.

It's a good thing.

It's not that
I don't love them.

I do.

When they're at school
and I think about them,

my heart explodes.

I feel normal,
like I did before the surgery.

Your homework for tonight--

think about that dimple,
think about that gap.

They'll help remind you who they
are and how much you love them.

And we'll regroup
in the morning.

Hello.

- Come on. It's time to go.
- Mom! Just come outside.

Why are you doing this?!
Please! Mom!

Hey, I'm Hannah's doctor.
What's going on?

She's trying to take us away
from our mom.

- Child Protective Services.
- Mom!

Neighbors reported screaming,

and they saw the boys
standing in the rain.

Ms. Peters has kicked them out

and is refusing
to let them back in.

Can I talk to her, at least,
before you take the kids away?

I tried, but she doesn't think
they're her kids

and she's endangered them.
I need to follow protocol.

All I'm saying
is that this kind of separation

is traumatizing for children,

So is denying them shelter.
It's called neglect.

So where are Gus and Ellis
staying?

In a temporary foster home

until we can reach
their father upstate.

Would you have taken away
her children

if she had a broken leg?

This is pretty different,
Doctor.

In some ways, yes,

but fundamentally,
they're both injuries.

Hannah's just happens
to be in her brain,

which makes it harder
for you to grasp.

Her case requires
patience, time,

empathy beyond the ordinary.

Taking away her kids
is not gonna help.

Well, unfortunately,
we don't have time.

Until you can prove
that she's a fit mother

and that her household is
safe for those kids,

it's supervised visits
from now on.

Before I forget,

the Chief Medical Officer
wants to see you.

Well, tell
the Chief Medical Officer

that I'm busy trying
to get my patient's kids back.

Okay?

Hey, guys,
I know there's a lot going on,

but we wanted to see
how you're doing...

if you have any questions.

What's on your shirt?

Uh, oh.

This, Ellis,
is the periodic table.

What's that?

Well...

it represents everything
we can see and perceive,

like that chair or your teeth,

mountains, planets, stars.

The entire universe
is right here

in microcosm on my shirt.

That's pretty cool.

I think so, too.

Your mom's been different
since her surgery, huh?

- She hates us.
- No.

Only when she's around you.

It's a neurological issue.

But she loves you.
She's told me so.

Can you meet her
like she was before?

I don't know.

But I will help her.

All right, boys,
it's time to go.

He's not coming, Mugwump.

- But he promised.
- I know.

But your father's
not feeling well.

- Maybe you can help him.
- I am not that kind of doctor.

He's just not himself right now.

So we're gonna give him
his privacy.

And we're not going to
talk about this at school.

So it's a secret?

You know what we always say
about being different?

Sometimes it's hard
for other people to understand.

That's right.

So we stay strong,

and we keep it to ourselves.

Childhood home.

Childhood home.

Hey, you.
Yeah, get the others.

I need your help with something.

But it's a medical emergency.

So is there anyone else
that I can speak to?

- Sure, I'll hold.
- All right, thanks anyway.

- Okay.
- All right. Bye.

I don't get it.
If Wolf wants to know

where Hannah grew up,
why don't we just ask her?

Because he doesn't want her
to premeditate her response.

So for the experiment to work,
we have to surprise her.

Hey, w-wait.
Wolf told you all this?

- Oh, yeah.
- Seriously?

Wolf has acknowledged me
zero times today.

He's a hot mess.
- No, the whole thing is a mess.

Okay, let's face it,
those kids are better off

with their father, and I didn't
spend four years in med school

to do clerical work
for a lost cause.

And I didn't spend four years
in med school

to listen to you talk trash.
Yes, Wolf is strange.

Yes, Hannah's situation
seems hopeless.

But we're in the business of
understanding the human brain,

especially when they're strange,

especially
when they're hopeless.

So stop judging
and start doing the goddamn job.

Mm. They hung up on me.

And that's okay, because...

I found it.

I can't believe he agreed
to come get them.

Gus and Ellis can't go
live with their father.

He barely knows them.

I'm guessing
you don't like him.

You know, he thought
my epilepsy made me a bad mom.

It's not hard to see why.

With my seizures,
I couldn't even drive.

Every weekend, I would take
the boys out to the bluffs.

We'd take the bus.
Walk a mile.

They always complained
the entire way.

But they were so happy
once we got there.

It was our spot.

Now I can finally
drive them there,

and I've lost them.

You were a great mom then,
and you're a great mom now.

That is why you are gonna
get them back.

What are we doing here?

Do you recognize this place?

Looks like the house
I grew up in.

And what do you remember?

I remember...

scraping my knee on the steps,

playing Monopoly
under the awning.

But it's not my house.

It looks fake.

It's like--
- Like a set?

Or a replica?
- Why are you doing this to me?

When you look at this house,
is the feeling similar

to when you're looking
at Gus and Ellis?

It's exactly like that.

But when you look at
your new home,

the one you moved into
after your surgery...

It feels normal.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

What are the sensors
telling us?

No response, Doc.

We love you.

Dr. Wolf, how can anyone
watch this video

and not feel something?

Capgras syndrome.

Everything Hannah had
a deep emotional connection to

prior to the surgery, like her
sons, her childhood home,

no longer make her feel
like they used to

when she's looking at them.

But let's see what happens when
we remove the visual component.

...I was playing with
at Levi's house.

- I want that one, too.
- Uh-huh.

Gus, it's my birthday.

Ellis, if you need help,
I'm a great fielder.

You sure? 'Cause...

It worked. She's responding.

Hannah.

Do you recognize those voices?

Hannah?

Oh, my God!

On her left side.
Get her on her left side.

Lorazepam. Now.

I don't understand.

I thought my surgery
removed the epilepsy.

It removed
the part of the brain

that caused the epilepsy,
but...

the rest of your brain still
remembers how to have a seizure.

It's nerve memory.
This happens.

We're gonna get you
back on track.

Dr. Wolf, can I have a word?

Okay. What did you do to her?

Do to her? Wh...

We were conducting
an emotional-response test.

She's supposed to be
avoiding stress.

And you're reminding her

of when her seizures
were at their worst?

Um, I was trying to understand

what damage you did
to her brain.

- What I did?
- We're close to a breakthrough.

Are you?
She's delusional,

she lost her kids,
and she had a seizure.

You're-- You know what?
You're...

You're done.
You're off this case.

- You cannot do that.
- I can, actually.

And if you don't like it,
take it to the Chief.

I think we're done for today.

♪ Out here now, you see it ♪

Ms. Peters? You have visitors.

They want to make sure
you're okay.

♪ It again ♪

♪ That whispering
in your mind ♪

♪ Telling you in kind ♪

♪ But you are all right ♪

♪ The tide takes you ♪

You gave up on him.

Honey, I had to protect you.

No! You don't understand him.

You don't even try.

If I were a doctor,
I would do something.

I'm sorry. I wish that
I could help him,

but I can't.

No one can.

♪ You alone ♪

♪ You let go ♪

♪ Under ♪

♪ And come out on a wave ♪

Excuse me. Um...

Uh, where's Hannah Peters?

She asked to be discharged.
She left.

♪ Let go ♪

♪ Longer ♪

♪ Come out on a wave ♪

Every weekend, I would take
the boys out to the bluffs.

Now I can finally
drive them there,

and I've lost them.

How did you know I was here?

Well, you said
this is your spot.

I thought about
doing this before.

That's how bad my seizures got.

But I couldn't.
My boys needed me.

- They still do.
- Not if I'm like this.

Hannah...

the mind is not
black-and-white.

It remembers the pain, and it
can make it feel like a prison.

But it can also be the thing
that unlocks the door,

that sets you free,

that brings you back
to yourself,

back to your kids.

You will find your way
through this.

And if you let me,
I promise I'll be there

with you every step of the way.

Those boys have been
through enough.

I'm not gonna bring them
in here

to have her reject them again.

She won't.
Let's just have a little...

faith, okay?

- What the hell is this?
- You'll see.

You can bring them in.

It's okay, Hannah.

Wolf.
If this doesn't work,

they are going to
live with their dad today.

- I know.
- It's a risk.

Mom?

Why are you wearing that?

Gus?

Yeah, Mom. It's me.

Mom?

Ellis?

Get over here.

Both of you, come here.

Hi. Hi.

These are my boys.

These are my babies,
I know it.

I gotta call my mom.

I-I don't understand.
What's changed?

Good question.

Think of the brain
as an intricate network

of connecting roads
and highways.

When we look at an object
or a face,

the messages travel down those
roads to the temporal lobes,

where it's identified,
and then it takes an exit,

and it goes down
to the limbic system.

And let's think of that as home.

Now, this is where we
generate the appropriate

emotional response to whatever
it is that we're looking at.

But in Hannah's case,

that exit was damaged
during the surgery,

so she can't get home.

To cope with this disruption,
her mind creates

this elaborate delusion
that her sons are impostors.

But there are other routes
that she can take to get home.

The part of the brain

that connects
from the auditory cortex

to the amygdala was not damaged.

So that's why when Hannah hears
Gus and Ellis,

she identifies them as her sons
and feels that connection.

She loves them.

She's home.

Doctor, I appreciate all this,

but I can't agree to give
her kids back if she's gonna be

in a blindfold
for the rest of her life.

But you saw what I saw today.

Hannah is a mother who loves
her children unconditionally.

Just give me a chance to prove
that she can care for them.

Give her a chance.

Ugh. Morning, Mom.

Hi, Gus. How'd you sleep?
Is your brother up yet?

Step one-- every morning,

Hannah will make
auditory contact with the boys

before she sees them,

establishing
their emotional bond.

Step two--
we've developed lenses

that slightly alter
Hannah's vision.

These will retrain her brain
to prioritize what she hears

over what she sees.

Step three-- communication.

Hannah has to be open
about her condition,

acknowledging it directly
with her sons,

telling them
that her brain makes it hard

for her to see the things
she loves the most.

They need to work through it
together as a family.

In order to grow,
we have to adapt.

And no matter how much
we might want to disappear,

we must allow ourselves to
be seen for who we really are.

I am face-blind.

I try to focus on
distinct traits

to remember people,
but it's not a perfect science,

especially in big crowds
or with new people.

The only way
that this is gonna work...

is if we open up to each other,

even when it's uncomfortable.

Even when we feel like
we are other,

we cannot be faceless,
voiceless, or forgotten.

Sometimes all it takes
is for one person

to really see you.

Hey.

I got you something

for your new office.

You knew this case
would be triggering for me.

Mm. Helping a mother
love her kids?

Nah, hadn't occurred to me.

You know it's a gift, right?

Your face blindness.

It makes you look
so much deeper.

You see the stuff
the rest of us miss.

So, Doc, are you gonna bill
my insurance for this?

Uh, consider it an ongoing perk.

And go see the Chief already,
would you?

Get her off my back.

No matter how many detours
you take

or how much you try to run,

the road always leads back home.

Ah.

Our new Attending.

Thanks for finally
squeezing me in, Doctor.

Hi, Mom.

Greg, move your head.