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I hardly need to remind you that just a few short decades ago, the very notion

of transplanting the heart of one individual into the body of another was

only considered extremely risky, but downright barbaric.

With recent strides in spinal cord repair, pioneered by our own Dr. Peter

Halstead, I'm happy to report to you that today, we are on the threshold of

next great quantum leap in medical technology, the FBT, or full body

in which we replace an entire diseased riddled body, joining the patient from

the neck up with the healthy limbs and torso of a brain -dead donor.

But of course, as with any transplant, it requires a suitable match of donor

recipient. But the technology is here, and we're ready.

We've already demonstrated the procedure in primates, creating a viable spinal

and arterial nexus.

And I'm confident we can do the very same thing with humans.

I think it would be more than fitting.

for the beneficiary of the first FBT procedure to be none other than the man

originated it, Dr.

Halstead himself.

You should have seen it, Peter.

I had him eating out of my hand.

I never doubted you for a moment.

I told the board that you should be the first recipient.

Thank you.

If I thought there was a chance.

We both know the realities.

We are scouring the hemispheric database.

You never know. With blood and tissue types as rare as mine, come on.

What are the odds? I don't want to hear you talk like that. You think positive,

remember?

You could sell snowshoes in Australia.

I'm not going to lose you.

Here.

I will move heaven and earth if I have to.

Hold it right there.

Look, lady, take it easy, okay?

You want my wallet? You got it. Are you Timothy Laird?

Yeah. Do I know you?

I need an ambulance right away.

There's a man dying.

There is nothing wrong with your television. Do not attempt to adjust the

picture. We are now controlling the transmission.

We control the horizontal and the vertical.

We can deluge you with a thousand channels.

or expand one single image to crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, we will control all that you see and hear.

And mystery which reaches from the deepest inner mind to the outer limits.

Please stand by.

In an age of medical miracles, who shall live and who shall die may be less a

matter of chance than a matter of choice.

I couldn't believe it either. I had Vance check and double check that blood

tissue typing and it's a perfect match.

The fact that he died in this city.

That's incredible.

Declined brain dead at 1 .20 a .m.

Body still on life support.

Administration has already gotten permission from the man's family.

Can you explain that we're taking the whole body?

Of course.

It doesn't seem right somehow for it to be me.

Hey, you invented this procedure.

Who has more claim on having his life saved by it than you?

It's a gift, Peter.

The most precious gift a person could ever receive.

And it's a gift for the both of us.

Think of the years it'll give us.

Renee, either of us should be under any illusions. The body's being transported

within the hour.

I better start prepping.

You said it was head trauma.

How did he die exactly?

I'm sorry. I thought I told you.

Shot in the commission of a crime.

Poor man was murdered.

We're almost through stage one.

Removing the head of the donor.

You'll see that we've left eight centimeters of exposed spinal column

stem still attached.

From the donor's medulla oblongata to the palms.

This will preserve autonomic and motor function.

And it will give us an overlapping diagonal graph to the recipient's neural

architecture.

Artificial cardiopulmonary replenishment is keeping up blood flow and

oxygenation. At the same time, the flushing toxins are priming the internal

organs with saline and blood substitutes.

Clamped off the carotid and jugular vessels.

Plumbing is shut down.

We'll follow the same surgical decapitation procedure with Dr.

the blood we're pumping goes straight to the recipient's brain.

Infection.

Clamp.

Looks good.

That's it.

I'm going to try to retain...

As much of the upper spinal cord that's free of malignancy as we can.

Retract table to initiate separation sequence.

Ready for transfer.

Action. Clamp.

Scalpel.

Vascular union complete.

We're using electrical stimulation to test the bridging of neural tissue.

BP's dropping.

We've got arrhythmia.

We're losing him, Rene.

He's resting. We've got the attack.

We need to jumpstart him right now.

90 feet later, 200 joules. Clear!

No response.

Going to 360.

Rounding to 360 joules. Clear!

We've got a pulse.

We've got a pulse.

Brain activity looks good.

We've got a live one, people.

Brain and body are alive.

There's no hurry. Take it nice and slow.

How about that, champ?

You got yourself a new body.

And if I do say so myself, I have that specimen.

Is that a smile I see?

Yep.

Definitely a smile.

Oh, God almighty.

We did it, Peter.

We really did it.

How's my favorite patient?

What do you do with the ones you don't like?

You're just threatening to bring us up on charges of cruel and unusual

punishment. Okay, we'll have to plead guilty to unusual.

That's it.

That's it.

I'm done.

Well, motor and muscle functions all look good. Ditto reflex hand -eye

coordination. Lung capacity is up 15 % in the past 48 hours.

It's amazing.

Look.

I was wondering if you could do me a favor.

Sure. I just don't think I'll be able to top the last one.

It's just that I know hospital protocol about donor confidentiality and all.

You should. You helped draft it.

Well, I was wondering if there was a way you could get the number of the man's

family.

It would really mean a lot if I could call him personally.

Well, Peter, try and remember. The family has barely had time to bury the

remains.

They're still grieving.

And the last thing the board wants is for the press to get wind of the donor's

identity and intrude on that.

And while you're trying to contact them, it would throw a giant wrench into the

works. Yeah.

I understand.

Maybe when things settle down a bit.

Anything else I can do for you?

Well, it's the craziest thing. Now, don't laugh.

I've never smoked a day in my life, but I am dying for a cigarette.

I really don't feel right about imposing on you like this.

Oh, nonsense.

I absolutely insist.

Besides, with the press all over the hospital trying to get an interview with

the man behind the transplant, we had to hide you somewhere.

I got you all set up in the guest bedroom.

Until you're 100%, I'm just going to make sure nothing interferes with your

recovery.

So, you've got your own bathroom upstairs, you've got a home gym down the

corridor, computer in the study, and an easel if you want to do your sketching.

Wow.

All the comforts of home without the dirty socks.

And those can be provided for a small additional charge.

What do you say to someone who saved your life?

I don't know.

Everyone.

The press conference is tomorrow. I should probably do some prep.

You probably want to rest.

Renee.

I thought you were asleep.

I'm not disturbing you, am I?

No, no, no. I was just reading.

Something wrong?

No.

No.

I'm sorry. I just can't pretend anymore, Peter.

And neither can you.

I've tried to keep it all at arm's length, but I can't.

I love you.

And there's nothing that's going to change that.

All these months I've fantasized about our first time and all these years I've

known you.

The funny thing is, it feels a lot like I'm seducing a total stranger.

I feel like a stranger myself.

Dr.

Halstead has been transferred to a private clinic, and he's asked that we

preserve the confidentiality of that location.

He knows that we've had a successful transplant, and he's very gratified.

This patient, you're John Doe. How long do you expect to keep his identity a

secret? I hope you can appreciate.

How the glare of publicity could dangerously jeopardize what is already

incredibly taxing recovery period, both physically and emotionally.

Well, what about the donors' family? Don't they deserve some recognition for

their sacrifice?

I think the kindest thing we could do is spare them the media circus that would

no doubt descend along with that recognition.

What do you say to those people who call you 21st century Dr.

Frankenstein? I say...

Look at the dawn reflected in the eyes of a man who, just a few short weeks

was on the brink of dying.

And then tell me what we've done is wrong.

And then tell me what we've done is wrong. What we've done is wrong.

What we've done is wrong.

Okay,

good.

Playing doctor's a lot more fun than being one.

Is there any sign of the cancer returning?

None whatsoever.

I think that's one demon we've banished for good.

All your other tests look good, too.

Blood chemistry's clean. There's no sign of tissue rejection.

You're a walking, talking medical miracle.

She was something at that press conference yesterday, wasn't she? Nobody

better.

And that's just the beginning.

What do you mean? Well, even if we only start with a few operations a year,

we're looking at one fat financial windfall.

I suppose so.

Headache?

A couple of times.

It's gotten pretty bad.

What are your migraines?

Well, you should have recorded them in the log.

It was not just the pain.

There were these powerful hallucinations.

One time I looked in the mirror and I saw someone else.

Just for an instant.

And then there was... There was a woman.

And a child, too. And I've never seen either one of them.

At least not that I'm aware of.

I don't think that really sounds that strange at all.

As with any surgery on the brain or the central nervous system, the likelihood

of somatic response is very high. No, no, I know all that.

I guess it's just the difference between... between knowing and

something. In any case, I wouldn't worry about it. This is your mind and body

acclimating to their new bond.

I suppose you're right.

What did you say?

What?

It's nothing.

It's nothing. It's just a nightmare.

Come back to sleep. You need to rest.

You know how I've been talking about

images, these strange faces I've been seeing?

Isn't it possible that I may have inherited them along with this body?

Honestly, Peter, I think you're grasping at interpretations that simply don't

fit the evidence.

Bye.

Alice? Hey, it's Peter Halstead. I'm supposed to be at a physiotherapy

appointment in advance.

Would you tell him I'll be a little late?

I must have been daydreaming.

Got a little sidetracked here on my way to the hospital.

Are you okay, Doctor?

Oh, no, no, I'm okay.

Are you sure? No, I'm sure I could find my...

You were the damnedest thing.

There I was, six miles from the hospital.

In the middle of a suburb I have never been to without knowing how I got there

or why.

Until I saw the two of them.

With clearly some trick of the mind.

You read about this kind of thing in dream therapy, where some haunting face

a vision is close enough to a face you see on the street, and the mind just

fills in the gaps. Look, it wasn't like that. This was the woman I saw, and the

little girl, too.

And your explanation is? You know what my explanation is?

That they have something to do with this body I'm walking around in.

You think I've gone off the deep end, don't you? No.

Of course not. I think you're trying your best to make sense of a lot of

autonomic responses.

But no, I don't think the people that you saw on the street this morning are

you think they are. Well, it would be easy enough to check, wouldn't it? Can't

you just drop it?

Peter, listen to me. I don't mean to sound insensitive, but if Ward gets out

around the hospital, people could construe all this as wild, even

ravings.

And that could conceivably set us back in the program.

What do you mean by that?

All I'm saying is, take a deep breath.

Don't rush headlong into some misguided adventure that could seriously damage

our long -term goals.

What?

Financial independence?

I remember a time when two very idealistic doctors were going to set the

of medicine on its ear.

We are too close to just see it all slip through our fingers.

You're needed down in ICU. Some complications on the lung transplant?

We'll talk about this later, all right?

You're looking well.

Thanks.

Vance, you remember when we were talking about accessing the

donor's identity?

As I recall, Renee was pretty set against it.

Renee wouldn't have to know about it.

Always misplacing these damn keys.

Bottom drawer on the right. Turn them when you're through.

All right, line it up. Take control of the ball.

There you go.

That's exactly what you want. All right, Tracy, you're up next. Come on,

sweetie. I know you can do this.

Nice guy.

Good job, you guys.

Good work.

All right, don't rush it.

Use the ball.

That's it.

Control the ball.

Deirdre? Oh, I'm sorry. Do I know you?

No. I was a friend of Tim's.

He's an appraiser on some property I bought.

Peter. Peter Halston.

But you know about Tim.

Yeah.

I'm so sorry.

I just wanted to offer my condolences.

It's my daughter, Kylie.

Tim poached her soccer team.

He told me all about it.

I'm just filling in until we can find a competent replacement.

I don't remember Tim mentioning you.

How well did you know him?

Not very well.

We seemed to hit it off almost immediately.

What kind of work are you in?

Medical supplies.

So you have to pay off or what?

Paid vacation.

You know, use it or lose it.

That's nice.

The girls are really on their game.

Tim must have been a heck of a coach.

Are you a soccer person?

Me? No.

Well, I played a little now and then back in school.

What a block.

Nice save.

Who taught you that move?

My dad.

I'm impressed.

You wouldn't have any spare time to help out an amateur with some coaching,

would you? Oh, I'm going to be back in the thick of it fairly soon. I'm sorry.

That must have sounded awfully presumptuous.

No.

No.

You know, I don't go back to work for about a week.

They'd probably free up a little time here and there to help out.

Would you?

I'd really appreciate that.

Sure.

All right.

I hope this is all right.

Renee wanted to get you back into scrubs as soon as possible.

This isn't so bad, is it?

I bet it'll be just like breathing after a while.

Cysteine is one thing, but I don't think I'll feel comfortable with a scalpel in

my hand for quite a while yet.

I think you're selling yourself short.

Go ahead.

Do the transverse incision.

I don't think you should be pushing Peter. He's not ready.

Well, I think he is ready.

Go ahead, Peter. We're right here.

I think if you loosen that grip, the control will be a little easier.

I'm just afraid of missing the mark.

What is it?

Medical feeling? I can't do this. Of course you can.

It's all right.

No big deal.

Told you this was premature.

I thought it was important that we try.

He nicks a blood vessel because he can't control his hands because of the

patient's life.

Peter is one of the best surgeons in the country. That's right.

Was one of the best surgeons in the country. Let's be real.

Peter will never be the doctor that he was, and we don't need him, Renee.

Peter didn't perform the world's first full -body transplant. We did.

Based on techniques that he pioneered. Your loyalty is remarkable, you know,

when you consider the fact that he's seeing another woman.

Get in there. Come on, get in there. Yes, yes.

Perfect. All right, girl.

I couldn't get Tim to quit either.

That's even his brand.

If it bothers you, I'll put it out. No, no.

It's just funny how everything becomes a reminder when you lose someone.

Even the way... I'm sorry. I shouldn't be doing this.

It's okay.

I understand.

You two do have a lot in common.

Body language, speech pattern, the way you smile.

Well, I'm honored.

He was quite a guy.

Yeah.

Forgive me.

This sounds inappropriate.

But, um, I was wondering... Did Tim make arrangements to leave his... his body

for medical purposes?

Organ donation.

Did he mention it to you?

We had talked about it ever since he had an uncle die while waiting for a

kidney. Why do you ask?

I don't know.

I guess it'd mean a lot to me if I knew that a loved one's death

meant a life might have been saved.

No, it does.

It does mean a lot.

You must be very proud.

Dee Dee.

Why did you call me that?

Tim was the only one who used that name.

I must have heard him say it.

God, I miss them so much.

Everything feels so strange.

I barely know you.

And here I am.

I want you to put your arms around me.

Last month, there was a story in the papers.

About a surgical team.

What are you talking about?

The surgeons, they took the head from a cancer patient.

And they joined it to the body of a brain -dead donor.

A man who'd been shot in the head.

At a wedding ring.

But you took it off.

And this deformity in the little finger.

I'm like going crazy.

Rachel. All those questions.

Where you just walked into our lives.

Similarities.

This isn't happening.

It's not possible.

Tried to make some pasta tonight.

You hungry?

Maybe later.

I'm starving.

Where'd you go today?

After you walked out.

You're not hiding anything from me, are you?

Peter. If you have something to tell me, just say it. Hey, I'm a big girl.

There's someone else, isn't there?

There is someone else.

Someone I care about very much.

I thought you cared about me.

I think we let our emotions get carried away.

After the euphoria of the success of the operation, it was just what I was

afraid of.

Listen to me.

I've developed a friendship with Deirdre Laird.

How did you get her name?

Vance give it to you, Andy? No one did.

Look, I've been trying to tell you all about these images I've been seeing. I

found her on my own. Do you have any idea how sick this is?

You can't honestly tell me that you have feelings for this woman. You don't even

know her. But I do.

It's all part of this bizarre melding of who this man was and who I am.

Oh, God.

She doesn't know, does she? You didn't tell her. I couldn't keep it from her.

And?

She got upset.

Extremely upset. How do you think she would react? Peter, do you have any idea

what you've done?

She could turn around and sabotage everything that we have worked for.

It could all be destroyed in the blink of an eye. I am still seeing things.

Things that Timothy Laird saw. I mean, they're moments from his life. Stop this

again. Why do you keep fighting me on this?

I would think the scientist in you would be excited by all this. You promised me

right now that you will never see that woman again.

This is all too crazy.

I am not crazy, Renee.

latent responses, synaptic residue.

You call it what you want, but it's all been absorbed by my mind.

I've even seen fragments of the night that he was killed. I might even be able

to find out who murdered him.

I've just come from talking to the key administrators of Brodigan, and they've

drawn up all the papers for us to join them.

I think you'll be very impressed with the numbers.

That's just the first year.

Of course, I explained it's all contingent upon your approval.

What about Peter?

Oh, Rennie, wake up.

Peter's a fifth wheel.

They didn't even ask about his participation. Face it, his day's done.

You're jealous.

You've been trying to drive a wedge between us from the beginning he doesn't

love you he doesn't deserve you I

Think you know how I feel

This isn't about the work it never has been

We could talk.

All right.

Is Kylie home?

She's, uh, spending the night at a friend's.

I... I got her a little something.

It's nothing big. It's a little pendant.

I thought she might like... Topaz.

It's her birthstone.

I never expected this to happen.

Believe me.

The last thing in the world I wanted was to cause you any more pain.

But even if you sent me away again there, it's important to tell you a few

things first.

This whole operation has been miraculous.

In more ways than anyone could have imagined.

I was drawn here to this house.

You and Kylie.

Before I had any idea who you were.

I don't understand.

For the longest time, I didn't either.

But there are certain truths that I just can't run away from anymore.

You see, I think... Part of Tim survived in me.

Not just his body or the little things that you notice.

But who he was.

And what he was.

His spirit.

His soul.

How is that possible?

All I know is that it happened.

I must have loved you very much.

You want me to go now, I will.

I'm sorry to bother you. Is Dr. Halstead here?

Doctor? There's something of a medical emergency at the hospital.

Peter?

Renee, what are you doing here?

Tell her, Peter.

Whatever our differences are, I don't think it's fair to involve Deirdre in

them. Involve her?

Is that your idea of a joke?

Somebody please tell me what's going on.

Renee's my colleague.

Could you say that with any more contempt, Peter?

Are you Timothy Laird?

It was you.

I bet it was a perfect match.

You killed him and harvested his body, didn't you?

Where do you think that body came from?

Manor from heaven?

How was I supposed to save your life?

I'm calling the police.

Don't even think about it.

Renee, what do you think you're doing? Put that damn thing away.

You don't honestly think that you can get away with what you did, do you? Is

that what I mean to you?

You'd see me put away after sacrificing everything to save you?

We can do this, Peter.

There's just one person standing in the way.

No, no.

Peter, please.

Give me the gun.

Call 911.

Sorry, Peter.

We did all we could. She just... She just lost too much blood.

Our inexorable march toward death defines our lives, giving meaning to our

waking moment. But how will it change us when our fate is taken out of God's

hands and placed in our own?