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to my spinal project.

How would you do this?

Gigi Grigoryan.

Who is she?
GIGI: Ingrid.

Come on. It's Mom's birthday.

(sighs)
Mom's been gone 20 years, Gigi.

I'm sure she won't mind
if we eat a little late.

Devin Chaplin.

Executive director
of human resources.

How long have you guys been

eating lunch together?
Is it often?

Sometimes.
Uh, not usually.

You have an extremely dangerous
person working here.

Excuse me?
Ingrid Derian is

an incredible talent,
but if she stays at UHOP,

sooner or later, there's
going to be fallout.

The people around her
will take the damage,

including maybe you,
Dr. Morstan.

ANNOUNCER 1:
We're here with you
on New Year's Eve.

ANNOUNCER 2: That's right.
The whole team will be here...

9:01, and nobody's been
knocked out in a fight?

Ah, give it half an hour.
New Year's never disappoints.

Aw.

(laughs)

We have a trauma
activation in Resus 2.

The patient is
a 14-year-old female

with a spinal cord injury.

EMT:
Let's move, people.

She fell ten feet onto concrete,
she landed directly on her back.

She complained she
couldn't feel her legs

before we intubated.

Let radiology know we're coming.

We need an emergent CT.
IVO: Gigi.

Gigi, it's okay, baby.
You're her father?

Gigi. Yes. Yes.

Lift.
What happened tonight?

She must have been leaning
against a railing.

I-I keep telling the landlord
that he needs to replace it.

AMATO:
How high up?

IVO:
Two floors.

Is Gigi gonna be all right?
We need to do our work.

We'll get you information
as soon as we have it.

We're taking your
daughter to radiology.

You can follow me.

Excuse me,
is my sister here?

Is she here? Is Gigi here?

Yeah, they just brought her in.
She had a fall.

I-I came home,
and the entire building was

down in the courtyard.

They said that she fell
from the second floor.

She can't feel her legs?

Is my sister gonna be paralyzed?

I should get you a doctor.
What's your name?

Didi.

Sorry. That's my nickname, um...

Ingrid. My real name is
Ingrid Derian.

The "Spinal Signal" connects an
implant in the patient's brain

to others in his spinal cord.

It converts the patient's
thoughts into a signal

and transports them
right over the injured tissue.

Like a digital bridge.

Before that day,

that man hadn't taken
a step in nine years.

This is nothing short
of a miracle.

Which, following basic logic,
means that you would be--

If you call me
a "miracle worker,"

I will stab you in the jugular
with that stupid letter opener.

That's still accurate.

Not quite.
(phone chiming)

We haven't performed
the first surgery at UHOP yet.

How about I call you
a miracle worker when they do?

(phone chiming)
If I can have the five days off

I will need
for the fundraising tour,

I permit you

one use of the term
"miracle worker."

I accept your terms,
Dr. Derian.

Hey. Everything okay?

(sobbing)
My whole body's sore!

What do you mean,
everything hurts?

My muscles ache. My arms hurt.

Okay, well you had ECT today.
Some discomfort is normal.

This isn't that!

My arms feels weird.
Please come home.

Okay. I'll be right there.

Stay on the line with me.

Everything all right, Ingrid?

(smoke detector ringing)

Gigi? What are you doing?

Turn-turn off the stove!

It's my arms. The pain...

Tell me what's happening.

Everything's in pain.

The muscles in my arms...
(ringing stops)

...are on fire.

I'm gonna examine you, okay?

You're gonna flex
and extend your arms.

(pained groaning)

That's as far as
it goes? Okay.
(panting)

Okay, we're gonna get you
to Fort Duke or West Penn.

No! UHOP's the best, that's
why you wanted to work there.

There are too many questions
if we go there, Gigi.

Those are both excellent
emergency departments.

These are my arms, Ingrid!

And I'm not becoming a quad.
Of course not.

No one says that's gonna happen.

Then take me to UHOP.

I won't tell them we're related.

Okay? Okay.

(Gigi panting)

(sirens wailing)

Hello. Hi.

My name is Dr. Ingrid Derian,

I'm a neurologist
at the Holmes Clinic.

I'm concerned
about this patient.

She's a participant in
our Spinal Signal Project.

She needs to be
seen right away.

ANDREWS: Can you breathe?
Is your airway obstructed?

She's in pain. She needs
to see an attending.

(breath quivering)

Hey. Listen to me.

Your name is Gigi Grigoryan.

I know, I changed it.
Okay, no slipups though, okay?

You can't tell them about
any of the changes

we made to your meds.
You cannot tell them about

the electroconvulsive
therapy treatments.

But what if it's related?
It's not. I promise.

There is something else.
We'll figure out what it is.

Good evening, my name's
Dr. Mira Leela.

I'm the attending in charge.
What seems to be--

Dr. Leela, the patient is
a 30-year-old female

with a history
of spinal cord injury.

She's experiencing worsening
myalgias and rigidity.

What's your name, dear?
Gigi Grigoryan.

LEELA:
Miss Grigoryan.

We'll take you to a proper
examining room immediately

and we're gonna
figure out exactly

what's making you
uncomfortable, okay?

I'm coming with you.

LEELA: You're not
a relative, are you?

Then, I appreciate
your concern for your patient,

but we need to work.
We'll keep you updated

every step of the way.
Can we just have a moment?

Hey.

You're gonna be okay, Gigi.

No mistakes.

Not a single one.

I lied to get you
into this program.

If they find out we're sisters,
I'm gonna lose my job here

and you're gonna get
kicked out of the program.

Do you understand?

We did this so you could
walk again.

All of it, everything,
will be gone.

♪

I don't want to pick one.

This is science. You're
putting up a dating profile.

You're coercing me into
putting up a dating profile.

It's Valentine's Day.
The entire world is coping

with the disappointment
of unreasonable expectations.

It is proven
that today is the best day

to put up a virgin profile.

I don't like the term
"virgin profile."

You need a picture with a dog
if you want to get likes.

You have three options.
Adam's golden retriever...

STEPHENS:
Which he named after himself.

His name is John Quincy.
STEPHENS: Okay.

So you came as close to naming
it "Adam" as you possibly could.

Micah's Doberman presents
a more active image,

while my little foster gal

shows that you have
a kind heart.

Oh, yeah. Go with the little
three-legged lady.

She suits ya.

Excuse me. Her name is Tripod.

So your fling is
lending you his dog,

and I see he sent you
Valentine's Day flowers.

Is rebound boy
catching feelings?

I am not, in fact, sure of that,

but I am positive
that is not the issue.

Stephens, we have stained
glass windows at our disposal.

Quaint Pittsburgh brick.

An eligible bachelor capable

of diagnosing
any infectious disease.

So pick a dog, any dog,

muster a smile and... enjoy
your feast of interested women.

(scoffs)
Oh.

Can we also maybe just try...

these?

I like my glasses.

I think they might help.

I can't see.
INGRID: Does not matter.

Wear those.

Damn it.

Gigi's fever's rising.

BP's on a steady climb upwards.

Your Spinal Signal patient?

Anything we can do?
I got it!

They just need to do
their job in the ER.

Okay, so, do I just pose

with one of these
dogs, or...?
SASHA: Mm-hmm.

MARY:
Sorry. Is Watson around, or...?

STEPHENS:
Dr. Morstan.

We were just, um...

MARY: Taking pictures
for a dating profile.

I heard.
WATSON: Mary.

To what do we owe the pleasure?

Don't tell me there's
a VIP patient

with a flesh-eating disease
you'd like us to take in?

Mm, could be
something like that.

Maybe just walk with me?

(quietly):
Okay, yeah.

(phone camera clicks)

Devin asked me to make us
a reservation at Emund.

On Valentine's Day?

Every restaurant
has a fixed menu

and the service is awful.

Oh, nevertheless.
She had it in her head

that couples should do
something on the most

"romantic night of the year."

The most romantic
night of the year is

whenever something
romantic happens.

If you try to schedule it,

it makes it the
least romantic night.

Yes, your position is clear.

And yet, here I am

with a reservation,
a bottle of wine, and no date.

Oh, would it surprise you
to learn that even

executive vice presidents
of human resources can

sometimes be...
less than faithful?

No. No, I...

No, no, I'm just...

surprised that I'm your backup.

I left home to help Sherlock.

You lost our baby girl
while I was gone.

I just didn't think that I would
be on the top of your list.

It's out there now, John.
We both know about it.

I feel like we can finally
have a conversation again.

(elevator dings)

I prepaid for the meal,
and I can use a friend.

But if you're too busy, I'll
just drink my Sangiovese alone.

♪

Can you tell me what room
Gigi Grigoryan is in?

They have her in four.

But I think they're
drawing blood right--

(singsongy):
You're welcome.

MOYNIHAN:
Ivo Derian?

I'm Dr. Moynihan,
I'm the attending

spine surgeon here.
IVO: Hi.

You're Gigi's sister?

Didi.
Gigi's suffering

from an unstable thoracic
spine fracture.

She's suffered a T9
spinal cord injury.

Now, ordinarily,

we would bring her
into the OR

and we would decompress
the spinal cord

and stabilize the fracture.

But you're not going to do that?

Well, Gigi also has
a grade III splenic laceration.

So, if we put her on her abdomen

to be able to
do the spinal surgery,

there is the possibility

that her spleen could rupture
mid-procedure.

Right now, we have to
observe her in the ICU

and wait and see

if the spleen heals itself.

You mean just wait?

You just said she had
an unstable spinal fracture.

What's gonna happen
if you don't fix it?

This is her spine!

Is my sister gonna
wind up paralyzed?

Based on the location
of the injury,

your sister's arm function
shouldn't be at risk.

Oh, yeah, so she'll just be
in a wheelchair.

Damn, Ronnie.

Who's Ronnie?
IVO: He owns the building.

I'm gonna sue him.

I'm gonna sue him
for that railing, I promise you.

Didi.

(crowd singing "Auld Lang Syne")

Didi.

Is there anything I should know
about what happened tonight?

INGRID:
I wasn't there.

You believe he's
telling the truth?

Is there anything
I can do for you?

You can help Gigi.

You can keep my sister
out of a wheelchair.

CROWD:
♪ Should auld acquaintance ♪

♪ Be forgot...
Stop singing!

My sister has a broken back!
Didi.

No. My sister has a broken back.

And no one's gonna help her
walk again,

and you're singing?

I'm so sorry,
Miss Didi.

There's a chapel
if you want quiet.

Come on.

Let's go.
No. No.

Okay.

(music playing in distance)

What?

Sorry about your sister.

Thanks.

You know, I used to think
a doctor is just a doctor.

If someone worked
that hard in school,

if they took an oath
to protect other people,

you should be in
good hands, right?

It's not true.

You know, there are doctors
who can't stop drinking.

There are
even doctors

who, when given the chance

to keep a 14-year-old
out of a wheelchair,

think only about protecting
themselves from liability.

Yeah.

Looks like Gigi got one of them.
Yeah, she did.

You know, Dr. Moynihan's
a big deal, but...

(indistinct chatter)

...that doesn't mean he's
the best surgeon here.

You know, there are people
here on staff

that might not have
his title, but...

they're better.

I don't know who any
of these people are.

I do.

Start there.

You won't do better.

GIGI:
This isn't getting
better, Ingrid.

They don't know
what's wrong with me.

My heart rate won't go down.

My blood pressure's
still climbing,

and I can tell from the look
on your face

that that's not all
that's wrong with me.

What are you looking at?

Your CK value
is 6,000.

That's off the charts.

You're experiencing
rhabdomyolysis.

Your muscles are breaking down.

(breathing shakily)

Ingrid, come here.

What you're doing for me
is incredible,

but they don't know what's
going on with me around here,

and neither do you.

You work with four

of the smartest doctors
in this hospital,

and you are hiding me from them
while I keep getting sicker.

All right. Okay.

So, they say it's gonna be
about another 45 minutes,

30 if we're lucky.

I was nice.

Our reservation
was 15 minutes ago.

And I was still nice.
(chuckles)

So what you
want to do?

Not wait an hour.

I say we get takeout.

Take this to the spot.

Okay.

Okay, yeah. (laughs) All right.

(wine pouring)

(sighs)

Happy Valentine's Day.

Happy Valentine's Day.

You ever think
about her?

Ginny and what
she might've been?

Mm.

I've pictured her
100 different ways.

It starts to fade, though.

I was mad
at the world for months.

I was mad at you.

But it's not
a tragedy, John.

It's a sadness.

I mean, we're not the first
couple who couldn't have a baby.

Let it go,
little by little.

That's never been
your strong suit.

(phone buzzing)

Ah, sorry.
It's okay.

You have to check.

(sighs)
(phone beeps)

Good evening, Dr. Derian.
INGRID (over phone):
Dr. Watson, I'm sorry.

Are you busy?
No, I was just...

Don't worry about it.
What do you need?

There is a patient, 30-year-old
female, she's a participant

in our Spinal Signal Project.
Uh-huh.

Her fever's elevated and I...

(Ingrid continues indistinctly)
I understand, yeah. No.

No, I'll be right there.

It's... (sighs) one of her
Spinal Signal patients.

Sounds bad.
I'm sorry.

I-I got to...

No, don't apologize.

Just don't leave
me hanging.

I'm the medical director
of UHOP.

I'd like to see the
Holmes Clinic in action.

Unless you think I have
nothing to contribute?

SASHA:
Come on, Tripod. Let's go.

You guys sleep
in your college shirts?

I am wearing my college shirt.

Adam is wearing
his safety school shirt.

Well, I had to put
something back on.

Would you stop
flaunting your fling?

Forget the fling. Did you
really have to bring your dog?

Her name's Tripod,
and she's not my dog.

I have to take her back
to the shelter soon.

Good evening, everyone.

Dr. Morstan.

Hi.

The medical director's
gonna lend us

the benefits
of her insights.

I am confident she'll
be able to keep up.

So, Dr. Derian.

Gigi Grigoryan.

(sighs) What do we
need to know?

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Um, are you
Dr. Mary Morstan?

Yeah, are you all right?

I heard that you're the best
spine surgeon in this hospital.

I do orthopedics, and
I've only been an attending here

for less than a year.

I need your help, Dr. Morstan.
My name's Didi.

My sister...

I need you to save her.

I need you to keep Gigi
out of a wheelchair.

Dr. Moynihan
has certain sharp corners,

but it's no accident
he runs this department.

Right now, Gigi's splenic
laceration is contained.

It won't keep bleeding
because it's walled itself off.

If we put pressure
on your sister's abdomen

to do the intervertebral
fusion surgery,

there's a very high risk of
a splenic rupture mid-operation.

(stammers) Why does she need
a spleen exactly?

What?

Well, people live all the time
without spleens.

My aunt got hers removed
when she was a kid.

It won't rupture
if it's not there.

You said
your name's Didi?

Splenectomy,
that's smart.

I mean, I'd have to convince
general surgery

to do the splenectomy,

and it'd be risky to operate
on Gigi's spine

right after
an abdominal surgery.

And if my sister spends the rest
of her life in a wheelchair,

isn't that risky, too?

Or is it only a risk if someone
in the hospital can be blamed?

Let me show
you something.

Look at this.

That's where
he pinches me.

My dad,

when he wants it to really hurt,
but doesn't want anyone to see.

I can take it on,
but he's starting on Gigi.

I've been watching it happen.

Do me a favor,

look at the same spot
on my sister's arm.

And think about
what happened tonight

and how she went
through that railing.

My sister doesn't deserve
to be a paraplegic

because it's too risky
to help her.

INGRID:
Gigi Grigoryan is
a 30-year-old female patient

with a history of spinal cord
injury and paraplegia.

She's enrolled in our
Spinal Signal Project,

and two hours ago she presented
to the UHOP ER with fever,

myalgias, rigidity, and now,

there's evidence
of rhabdomyolysis.

You worked closely
with her for months.

Is there anything else
we need to know?

She's been a model candidate.

Adhered to every protocol
we've asked.

The rapid onset suggests maybe,
um, sepsis or influenza.

We could send a CBC,
blood cultures,

and a viral panel.

The initial CBC in the ER

didn't show any leukocytosis.

She hasn't had any sick contacts
or recent travel.

What about prescription meds
or substance abuse?

Could be
serotonin syndrome.

No prior psych history
in her charts.

No other prescription
medications,

no substance use,
and all of the bloodwork

we've done for the trial
supports that.

Okay, so she has
fever, rigidity,

autonomic instability.

What about malignant catatonia?

No, it's not that.

What possible reason do you have
to exclude that diagnosis?

We can't work with you,

Dr. Derian, if you keep
shooting everything down.

I'm just trying
to stay on point.

The patient's temperature
is already at 102,

and her fever's not coming down.

Ingrid is right.
We are working

on two fronts here.

We have to figure out

what's wrong
with Gigi

and manage
her symptoms

so she doesn't
deteriorate further.

Sasha and the Crofts,

give her an antipyretic
and cool her with ice packs.

Ingrid, follow
the patient's CK levels

and start an aggressive
fluid resuscitation.

Send electrolytes
and a tox screen.

Dr. Morstan, if you're up for
a, uh, potential all-nighter,

I'd like you to dig
through her charts

for other types
of underlying causes.

Of course.

And you? What are you doing?

I have my own theory
to follow up on.

ADAM:
A mystery errand.

That's one of Watson's
favorite moves.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

You can't report this,
you know.

I have a duty here.

No, y-you have a patient
who needs surgery right now.

If you take my dad into custody,
who's gonna make that call?

How old are you, Didi?

Seventeen.

I can't authorize the surgery.

Child Protective Services
can do it.

Have you worked with them much?

Just get my dad
to sign the authorization.

Keep my sister
out of a wheelchair.

When this is over,

Gigi can tell you
exactly what happened.

Y-You can call whoever you want.

(monitor beeping steadily)

♪ ♪

STEPHENS:
This feels wrong.

What? Checking the apps
while we're treating Gigi?

No.

Well, I mean, yes, but that's
a waiting game at the moment.

I mean this.

You look cute.
You're not getting any matches?

I'm actually kind of
getting a lot. (chuckles)

It's just, this stuff I wrote.

"Infectious disease
specialist seeks

incurable chemistry"?
That's just...

bragging that I'm a doctor.

That's how the game is played.

I wouldn't know what to say
to these people if we did meet.

"Don't ask me
to look at your moles"?

I'm just making it more me.

How's her fever?

104.

Gigi's latest labs just came in.

Her potassium levels
are elevated-- 6.8.

We'll put her on IV calcium,
glucose and insulin.

And if that doesn't
bring it down?

Intensive care, dialysis.

And then, who knows?

IVO:
Uh...

(inhales sharply)
I-I...

I don't understand, I thought
this surgery was too risky.

MARY:
Well, there's always a
chance of complications.

But if we don't fix
Gigi's fracture now,

she's almost certainly going
to lose the use of her legs.

Okay.

Dad.
Just...

Can I talk to that other doctor?

What was his name?
Dr. Moynihan's...

Yes.
...gone home for the night.

I could have him paged.

I think I'd like that,
thank you.

Of course.

By the way, has anyone put you
in touch with the police yet?

What?
That railing,

it was poorly
maintained, right?

I'm happy to call them
down here.

There could be
criminal liability.

Oh, no, no, no. Thank...

Thank you. I'll-I'll do that.

Okay, um...

So, you... we think that this
could save Gigi's legs?

I wouldn't be here if I didn't.

Okay, thank you, Doctor.

God bless you.

Dr. Morstan, thank you.

This can go a lot of ways, Didi.

I understand, I know. I...

But she has a chance now
because of you.

♪ ♪

You wanted to see me?

When I suggested a diagnosis

of malignant catatonia
for Gigi Grigoryan,

you shot me down but you
wouldn't give me a reason.

Her fever is spiking.

Yes, that's how
you changed the subject,

but would you like to tell me

how you're connected
to this patient,

and why you're so sure

that she doesn't have
malignant catatonia?

She is my patient
in the Spinal Signal Program.

She's obviously
a lot more than that.

Nor is it difficult to rule out
the closest connection of all.

A piece of your DNA,
and a piece of hers

and I can move on
to the next theory.

You lied to everybody
in the clinic tonight, Ingrid.

We're treating your sister.

♪ ♪

What are they talking about
in there?

They better wrap it up fast.

The patient's potassium levels
are headed back up.

I'm going in.

No. Sorry.

Um, yeah, you go in,

if you like,

obviously, but...

Dr. Watson does have a way
of getting answers.

(sighs)

When did your sister
change her name?

When I heard about
the first Spinal Signal Project

in Europe, I was already
specializing in neurology.

She'd never get into the studies

because of the conflict
of interest.

So you created
a whole new identity for her.

You built it up
all throughout the years

and you pushed
her application through.

Why?

Why would you risk everything
that you built?

I owe it to Gigi.

Gigi.

That's her real name?

Ginnifer.

She's always hated it.

You say you
"owe it" to her.

Is Gigi in a wheelchair
because of you?

Yes.

What did you do?

I failed her.

I don't understand.

Since it's all
coming out anyway,

why don't you ask her?

Mary?

Tell her.

Gigi Grigoryan
is Dr. Derian's sister.

What? I'm calling security.

I want you out of here.

INGRID:
Do you remember Gigi?

Do you remember Gigi Derian?

Oh, my God, it's you.

You're...

Didi.

Who's Didi?

MARY:
I know you removed at least

a hundred spleens,
but this right here, tonight,

is why you built
that muscle memory.

I need this to be the fastest
one you've ever done.

As soon as you close,
flip the patient on her abdomen

so we, the spine team,
can start right away.

We need to stabilize
the T9 vertebral fracture

by fusing two up and two down.

We do what we're trained
to do here, we do our jobs,

and this girl walks out of UHOP
on her own two feet.

We all good?
All good.

Let's do it, Dr. Morstan.

(exhales)

WATSON:
So, you operated

on Ingrid's sister?

Ingrid called herself Didi then.

Well, we kept records.
It would have come up

when she applied to the clinic.

Well, this was ages ago, John,

before you and I
even started dating.

2008, '9?

We were still transitioning
to digital records.

You think I did something
to the paper records?

You went to Pitt Medical School.

You did your residency here.

Records get misfiled

all the time, lost.

That's why we switched
to digital.

Why don't you tell him
how the surgery went?

MARY:
Prep was going well.

MOYNIHAN:
Stop. Get out. Doctor?

MARY:
Then Moynihan found out

we were going to do
the operation.

(muffled arguing)

♪ ♪

(muffled arguing continues)

♪ Should old acquaintance... ♪

Stop the surgery.
INGRID: No!

No, please! Gigi! Dad.

♪ Never brought to mind? ♪

♪ Should old acquaintance ♪

♪ Be forgot...
CROWD: Five, four,

three, two, one.

Happy New Year!
(cheering, applause)

♪ For auld lang syne ♪

♪ My dear ♪

♪ For the sake ♪

♪ Of auld lang syne. ♪

I'm not comfortable
watching this.

Maybe we should wait outside.

No one's going no place.

They're having a private
conversation. It's awkward.

If Dr. Watson wanted us gone,
he'd say so.

Might need us.

Might need you.

We're staying right here.

Dr. Moynihan
was the department chair.

He accused me
of giving you false hope.

Did you?
No.

Gigi, she had an incomplete
spinal cord injury.

Why didn't you fight harder?

He was my boss.

You were an attending surgeon.

He did not have the authority
to stop a procedure

that you deemed necessary.

He had the authority to fire me
if I went ahead with it.

He had the willingness
to call every academic hospital

in the country
and warn them not to hire me.

Why?

Why wouldn't he let you
try to save her?

Because he was
Moynihan.

Because he already said
surgery was a bad idea,

and he had to be right.

He died with a 25-year-old wife
and two 40-year-old daughters.

That's who I was dealing with.

My sister Gigi

wanted to dance
at the New York City Ballet.

When she was 14,

she got an offer to train
year-round at the Joffrey.

Fourteen.

When she was 15,

six months after that night,

she took a handful
of sleeping pills.

(sniffles)

The person
Gigi dreamed of becoming

died on your operating table
that night.

She has major
depressive disorder,

and now she fights to
dream about anything.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Major depressive disorder?

Did you disclose that
on her application

for the Spinal Signal Project?

INGRID:
Of course not.

I wanted her to be
the best candidate in the stack.

So then you were getting her,
what, lithium somehow?

Then you stopped

so she could give
blood samples during the trial.

Then you decided to treat
the problem with ECT.

Electroconvulsive therapy.

How'd you know that?

Because ECT is the treatment
for malignant catatonia.

That's why you dismissed
the diagnosis

when I brought it up.

You had already
given it to her.

Ingrid, did you give your sister
succinylcholine

before ECT?

Yes, of course.
That's standard.

Call the pharmacy.
Send up some dantrolene.

Dantrolene?
For what?

Gigi very likely has a mutation
to her RYR1 receptor.

When you administered
succinylcholine,

you made your sister vulnerable
to malignant hyperthermia.

INGRID:
Gigi. The medication I gave you
before the ECT treatments.

It did this. I'm so sorry.

Sorry for not knowing
I'm a mutant?

(chuckling weakly)

I wanted this as much
as you did. More.

I pushed you.

It's not your fault.

They're going to intubate you

and hyperventilate you
with 100% oxygen.

Then we'll
administer dantrolene.

Your blood pressure,
your heart rate,

the pain and rigidity--

it'll all start to go away
in about ten minutes.

What's going to happen with
the Spinal Signal Project?

What's gonna
happen with you?

I don't know.

GIGI:
What do the other
doctors think?

We're not telling them.

Watson and Dr. Morstan
are the only ones who know.

You ready?

♪ ♪

(exhales softly)

INGRID:
Hi, Gigi.

(straining)

I can't feel my legs.

You fell.

Do you remember that?

Yeah.

You landed on your back.

You have something
called a T9 spinal fracture.

Um...

They tried to stabilize it.

I even found a doctor who
was willing to do the surgery.

And you were
in the operating room,

and they stopped it.

They said
it was too risky.

(inhales shakily)

(sighs)

So, my legs? I can't walk?

I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.

I was supposed
to protect you.

But I-I'm gonna
fix this, okay, Gigi?

I promise.

I'm paralyzed.
You can't fix that.

Um...

I need you to tell me one thing.

When you went through
that railing...

when you fell,

was that Dad?

Okay, um...

Don't tell anyone.

We can't trust anyone.

Okay? It's just you and me.

MARY:
I did what any doctor
would've done.

Not any doctor.
Just most doctors.

I was the only one
willing to try.

(sighs)

I can't do it
to your sister again.

I'm not pulling her
from the program.

(exhales)

You know, I was warned

that you were a dangerous
person to have around.

I should have listened.

You're a talented
neurologist, Dr. Derian.

I'm sure once you start
looking around,

you'll have no trouble
finding another position.

I'm not looking for another job.

If you don't find another job
within two months,

if you're not gone
from UHOP forever,

then you're fired.

I've never forgotten that night.
And I never will.

But you can't be
around here anymore.

SHINWELL:
So you just wrote

a bunch of bitter nonsense,

and you got
all these matches?

I wouldn't call it
bitter nonsense, I just...

rewrote it
to sound more like me.

Bitter nonsense.
Got it.

Y-You would not believe

how forward the discourse is
on here.

I have like a dozen offers
to look at people's moles.

They don't mean medically.

Well done, then.

Just have fun.

I'm sure you'll find a way
to turn it into an exam.

Oh. Hey, y'all.

Nice glasses. (chuckles)

All right.

Y-You're taking her back
to the shelter today?

My landlord said
it was her or me, so...

Mind if I come along?

I don't know. Um...

It's quiet around my place.

I thought she might
make a nice addition.

You're gonna adopt Tripod?

"Sauce."

Her new name is Sauce.

It's short for Isosceles.

(chuckles) All right.

Come on.

"Sauce."
(Stephens chuckles)

SASHA:
There are six kinds
of triangles.

Why "Sauce"?

STEPHENS:
I'm not gonna
call a dog "obtuse."

Mm-hmm.
"Equilateral" doesn't
really shorten

to a punchy nickname.
Mm-hmm.

And "Scalene" sounds
like she's sick.
Mm.

She's not sick.

Sauce is doing
just fine.

I think
she likes you.

(elevator dings)

(knocking at door)

I just talked to Dr. Morstan.

I know.

Do you want me gone?

That isn't my decision.

That's not an answer.

I realize that.

I knew not to trust you, Ingrid.

I understand why
you did what you did.

But I'm not gonna stand
in the way of any consequences.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(sportscast playing over radio)

SPORTSCASTER:
Dan Quinn scores three times

helping the Penguins
pass the Jets, eight-three...

(gasps, stammers)

(sniffs)

IVO:
What is this?

We're not home?

We made a stop.

(engine turns off)

(passenger door opens, closes)

Oh...

What is this?

Just a place.

I come here sometimes.

Oh. Sit down.

Those drinks
were really strong.

I know.

Y-You must've wanted this.

At some point.

What?

Kids.

Me. Gigi.

What happened?

(sniffs) I want you now.

And I love you, Didi.

I want you now.

I-I don't really like
that nickname anymore.

I love you
and I love your sister.

I'll never
hurt you again, okay?

I know that.
Okay.

(yelps)

You know, they give fentanyl
to intubated patients.

(moaning)

They hung it right there
on Gigi's IV.

Get your hands on some syringes,
take a little bit out at a time.

Yeah, that's good.

Come get me.

(exclaims)
(water splashes)

(pained moan)

(weakly):
I'm your father...

No.

You're nobody now.

♪ ♪

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